Chapter 290 I Am Also a Werewolf

In less than ten minutes, Marchionne had changed into a completely different person - he was dressed in rags and had dark circles under his eyes.

"Don't always grin like a fool." The white-haired puppet said seriously, "When you laugh at others, be prepared to be beaten."

"I didn't laugh at Professor Murray, I just stated a fact..."

Before Marchionne finished speaking, he saw the puppet return to the length of his fingers and was put into Professor Murray's pocket.

He fell to the ground with a thud and said speechlessly, "What can I explain to a puppet?"

Professor Murray kicked his calf with his toes and said, "Or you should explain why you can't even beat a puppet?"

"Is this an ordinary puppet?"

Marchione looked at the professor with a squint and asked, "The puppets produced in our workshop are not so flexible or so powerful! This must be a special product that Wade gave you privately!"

Professor Murray squinted and asked, "Why? Do you think it's unfair?"

"It's not fair in the first place." Marchione muttered, "But I finally understand why you, professor, favor Wade so much..."

"Huh?"

"That child is too well protected by his parents and Hogwarts... He seems to live in an ivory tower, innocent and kind, and seems out of tune with this cruel world."

Marchione said deeply.

Professor Murray was silent for a long time.

He thought of some people...

For example, Peter Pettigrew, Lockhart, Quirrell, the students who were chased by insects in the maze, Madam Pomfrey who was busy as hell, and Dumbledore who was worried that the students would become bad.

Professor Murray looked at Marchionne with a strange look, wondering how he came to such a different conclusion.

...

When Wade came downstairs, he saw that the mirror hanging in the air had changed another picture, which was a picture of the recent match between the Braga Broom Fleet of Portugal and the Caerphilly Crossbow Team of Wales.

In fact, Wade knew nothing about these two teams, but the passionate commentary of the recorder was coming from the mirror, and there were also Quidditch enthusiasts among the audience on the first floor.

The sub-mirrors on the shelves were quickly bought, and although the staff had been restocking, the shelves were never filled.

Harry finally got out of the crowd. He stood in the corner with a hood on, staring at the enlarged screen intently.

Sirius picked two of the best sub-mirrors and lined up to pay.

Wade casually wandered around the store. He had participated in the design of most of Aslan's hot-selling products, and he had a copy of the best samples.

So Wade soon felt bored, he said hello to Lupin, put on his hood, and squeezed out of the store.

It was not yet time to buy new books at the beginning of the school year, so there were fewer customers in other places in Diagon Alley except near Aslan's magic workshop.

Wade was going to go to the second-hand bookstore to buy a few books, and sometimes he could buy the notebooks of former wizards - of course, most of them were dross, but occasionally he would find surprises full of useful information.

"Sorry, Will can't spare the time, he's too busy... If you agree, I can replace him..."

A faint, trembling voice came.

Wade thought for a moment that someone called his name, and then he realized that the other party was talking about Will.

It was a very strange feeling to hear someone you just met from someone else again in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps the person who was speaking was shaking a little, Wade hesitated for a moment, turned his head and walked in the direction of the voice.

When he passed a shop sign, he tapped his head with his wand, and the cold feeling instantly spread all over his body.

The boy disappeared quickly from the spot as if he had merged into the air.

Wade used two spells in succession to hide his footsteps and smell, turned the corner, and finally saw the person who was speaking in a narrow alley.

He guessed correctly-it was the girl who had talked to Will in Aslan before.

The girl was very thin, with a petite figure, thin and soft silky blonde hair, pale face, and dull facial features.

She looked like a child who had not grown up.

In front of her was a person wearing a black cloak whose figure could not be seen. He or she seemed to be looking at the blonde girl with cold eyes.

"Do you know what we are going to do, Claire?" the man asked in a low voice.

The blonde girl Claire nodded vigorously and said, "I know... it's a drug test, right? Will can do it, so can I. I... I am also a werewolf."

The other party suddenly sneered.

Weide suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The voice of the black-robed wizard was unfamiliar, but the laughter was very familiar.

"Do you have magic power too?" the black-robed wizard asked again.

Claire was stunned, then lowered her head and shook her head in inferiority.

"I... I can't..."

The black-robed wizard was silent for a moment and asked, "So, you were a Muggle?"

"Yeah." Claire bit her lip and said.

"When were you bitten?"

"When I was seven years old."

"Most Muggles will be seriously injured and die after being attacked by werewolves. How did you survive?" the black-robed wizard asked again.

"I... there happened to be a wizard in our village. He heard the sound and helped me treat it in time..." Claire bravely asked: "Does this... have something to do with the drug test?"

"No." The black-robed wizard said, "I'm just curious."

"Then I..."

"No." The black-robed wizard said lazily: "The magic potion must be used on people with magical powers to get accurate results. Even if you are a werewolf, you are not qualified, only Will."

"But...but..." Claire gritted her teeth and said, "Will has found a job, so he no longer has to risk his life to help you test medicine!"

The black-robed wizard looked her over and said with a smile: "If Will said so himself, then we wouldn't look for him, but what you said doesn't count."

"But……"

"If you don't understand the situation, don't make decisions for him, Claire."

Claire wanted to say something else, but the black-robed wizard seemed to have lost patience with her. He waved his hand and turned away, leaving only one sentence -

"Tell Will for me - if you want to see us, meet at the same place tomorrow night at 11 o'clock."

Claire stood there in despair, looking as if she was about to break.

Wade thought for a while, took out a bottle of polyjuice potion from his bag, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

The invisible figure began to grow taller, his black hair turned gray, and the shape of his facial features also changed.

After a while, the wizard "Wenar" appeared again.

Vader changed to a spare wand, lifted the disillusionment spell, and walked out of the corner.