Hogwarts Bloodline Chapter 142: Your Ambitions Are Already Plain to See, No Need to Hide Them! - Novel Cool

Chapter 142: Your Ambitions Are Already Plain to See, No Need to Hide Them!

Chapter 142: Your Ambitions Are Already Plain to See, No Need to Hide Them!

"Two bottles for eight Galleons, right?" Noticing Ivan's gaze, Walker reluctantly spat out the words, the bloodstains on his left hand, which had thrown the bottles, clearly visible.

Ivan really wanted to say that the five bottles of Werewolf Blood he had used before were more than enough.

But seeing Walker's pitiful state, Ivan was worried that if he said that, Walker might be so enraged that he would drop dead on the spot.

As Ivan hesitated, Walker grew anxious. "These two bottles have much more blood than the beakers you used before! If you think it's not enough, I can add more!"

Ivan shook his head. He could clearly see that the two bottles Walker had thrown over were larger than the beakers he had used before.

The Werewolf Blood inside definitely exceeded 1,200 milliliters. With that thought, Ivan took out eight Galleons from his wizard Robe and tossed them over.

Walker caught them nimbly, and his pale face finally regained some color.

"You can still stand, that's impressive!" Ivan looked at the young Werewolf wizard with admiration. A normal person would have fainted from losing so much blood at once.

"Of course, I'm a Werewolf. If you need more, you can come back tomorrow." Walker's body felt weak, but he still insisted on saying this.

"No, I won't need Werewolf Blood for a while." Ivan quickly refused, fearing that this kid might bleed himself to death.

Walker looked disappointed but quickly thought of another way. After a moment's hesitation, he spoke.

"Aren't you planning to research a Potion that can help werewolves regain their sanity?"

Ivan nodded, not quite understanding his point.

"I can transform into a Werewolf even when it's not a Full Moon Night, so I can help you test the Potion." Walker hesitated, his words a bit awkward, but he emphasized.

"Of course, it won't be free!"

"Drinking the Potion once will cost fifteen, no, just three Galleons!" Walker had initially wanted to say ten Galleons per Potion, but fearing rejection, he kept reducing the price, finally looking at Ivan anxiously.

"Aren't you worried that my Potion might have issues?" Ivan said with a smile.

"Yes, I don't trust it!" Walker nodded under Ivan's surprised gaze, then continued.

"But I'm better than them drinking it! I can transform into a Werewolf and heal my injuries at any time. As long as I don't die on the spot, I can recover quickly."

Walker was well aware of the risks of drinking an unfinished Potion, which might even be fatal.

But after seeing the process of Werewolf wizards selling their blood for Galleons, Walker also knew that as long as Ivan offered a good price, there would be plenty of people willing to take the risk to be test subjects.

Seeing Walker's determined and fearless attitude, Ivan shook his head helplessly. He didn't actually need anyone to test the Potion since he already had the finished Wolfsbane Potion formula.

However, considering that he needed a successful example to gain trust, Ivan nodded in agreement.

"Then it's settled!" Seeing Ivan nod, Walker jumped up, used the protruding bricks on the street wall to climb over, and disappeared from Ivan's sight.

Ivan marveled at the werewolves' outstanding physical abilities and then asked Douglas.

"Dean Douglas, has that group of werewolves done anything bad since they came here two months ago?"

"Not very clear, but I haven’t heard any rumors, so they should be behaving themselves." Douglas thought for a moment before answering.

"Let's head back." Ivan nodded, not pressing further.

The latter had no objections, but his eyes roamed over Ivan, marveling at him.

Douglas had witnessed Ivan’s actions today, seeing how he managed to convince those wary and hostile Werewolf wizards to donate blood.

First, he demonstrated overwhelming strength in the initial encounter, establishing his authority and taking control of the situation.

Then, he exploited the Werewolf wizards’ financial difficulties, gradually breaking down their mental barriers with Galleons.

After the blood donation, he used heartfelt words to alleviate their dissatisfaction.

The Wolfsbane Potion he was developing further tightened his grip on the werewolves.

Douglas found it hard to understand what this child was aiming for.

Could it be...

Douglas drew in a sharp breath, seeing a shadow of that person in Ivan.

While Ivan’s methods were still somewhat immature in Douglas’s eyes, considering that Ivan was only eleven or twelve, he was even smarter, more cunning, and more ambitious than that person at the same age!

After all, that person could never have intimidated a group of werewolves with his strength at that age.

"I didn’t expect you to have such ambition", Douglas couldn’t help but exclaim, thinking that Ivan must have known about that incident and had started preparing from such a young age.

He should have known that it was impossible to keep things hidden forever.

While Ivan was thinking about how much to sell the Wolfsbane Potion for, he turned his head in confusion, puzzled by Douglas’s words.

*Ding, task generated*

At that moment, the System notification rang in Ivan’s mind.

Ivan opened the task panel, puzzled, and began to read.

*Task: Become the King of Knockturn Alley*

*Task Objective: Subdue the Werewolf wizards of Knockturn Alley (First Stage)*

*Task Deadline: Two years*

*Task Reward: Wolfsbane Potion Formula (Enhanced)*

*Task Description: You are disappointed by the corruption in the Ministry of Magic and the decay of the wizarding World.*

*However, before achieving greater goals, you decide to set a small goal for yourself, such as—unifying Knockturn Alley!*

*Note: Your ambition is already clear, no need to hide it!*

Ivan stared at the new task in the System panel, stunned and stopped in his tracks.

What? I have such ambition? I didn’t even know that!

Ivan looked back at Douglas with a strange expression, opening his mouth, wanting to ask what exactly he had imagined.

How could a first-year wizard like him be so ambitious as to make unifying Knockturn Alley a small goal?

However, before Ivan could speak, Douglas took the lead, speaking earnestly.

"Having grand ambitions isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but you must also be realistic. You’re only twelve, too young and lacking the necessary influence. That group of werewolves won’t follow you."

"You’re overthinking it, Dean Dugard." Ivan was speechless, almost tempted to unleash a Blazing Explosion right on his face and send him to the afterlife!

Fortunately, the System’s task had no penalty for failure, otherwise, Ivan felt he would surely be doomed by this jerk.

(End of Chapter)

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