Hogwarts Melon Eater Chapter 178

Mrs. Angel shook her head, trying to get rid of all the memories in her head. She hung the lock on the door, turned around and yelled at the only customer still sitting in the lobby, as if she wanted to vent her emotions. "Goatman! Go back to your room!"

The man stood up abruptly and almost knocked over the finished wine bottle on the wooden table. He hurriedly held the wine bottle, but accidentally cut his hand by the broken edge. He looked at the bleeding hand, Without saying anything, he passed by An Qi with the smell of alcohol.

"Goat guy?" An Qi frowned and looked at the silent man. It was too quiet, and the goat guy was pale and looked very bad.

"Good night, Angie," the Goatman muttered, using Harry's handkerchief to heal the wound as he walked up the old stairs.

'He's really drunk, so that's fine, there won't be too much pain,' An Qi thought, ignoring the goat guy's anomaly, picked up the broom beside him and started to clean the dust in the hall.

"Mr. Lupin!" Harry knocked on the wooden door of the 'Goblin Head' room, and soon heard a loud noise, it seemed that someone fell from the bed, 'da da da', followed by panic footsteps.

The door opened, and Lupin's vicissitudes and exhaustion appeared in front of Harry, with an 'I see, you'll definitely be a Gryffindor in the future'.

"I apologize! Mr. Lupin! I am deeply aware of my mistake, I should not be running around!" Harry learned a lot from Anna, including 'apology must be timely', "but I found out A very important matter! Ms. Sattasha's sister may be in danger!"

Lupin reluctantly lifted Harry into the room, and Sirius followed behind, closing the door by the way.

"I thought you were asleep, Harry..." Lupin touched his hair and Merlin's beard, hiding the pillow under the quilt, why didn't he realize it, it was all a bad trick before, "Forget it, you What did you hear?"

"Mr. Lupin..." Harry took a deep breath and became serious, "Mr. Goatman and Boss Angie both said that 'Old Man Jumping Pot' is not a good person, he is trying to revive his son, and may use the child's Blood is the material..."

Sattasha's sister may be in danger.

"If your news is true, we must find her as soon as possible," Lupin picked up the jeweled cloak lying on the bed, and paused, "I must find her as soon as possible."

"Harry, it's an emergency," Lupin put on his cape and looked at Harry, patted Harry on the shoulder, "stay in the hotel with the dog, don't go out, I'll take Sattasha with me soon. My sister is back..."

"Mr. Lupin! There are werewolves outside now!" Harry was very worried, but he also knew that his weak self would only become a burden to Lupin's side, "Boss Angel said that these werewolves are scary, with black hair...heavy bodies. …”

"I also like to take out human guts to eat, and then throw the corpse in a conspicuous place..." Harry didn't really want to say this, because it was so evil, he felt that he might not be able to sleep all night, closed his eyes These pictures will come to mind.

Lupin patted Harry's head, "Harry, I'm not afraid of werewolves," because I'm just a werewolf.

"Cough," Lupin coughed, trying to save the werewolf's illusory reputation, "by the way, werewolves have been in human form for a long time, eating the same food as humans..."

"It will turn into a werewolf during a full moon or a major stimulus for a short period of time, but we... ahem, they won't eat human internal organs, and they won't put human corpses in conspicuous places—"

"Those are Muggle-imagined werewolf characteristics, Harry," the knowledgeable Lupin gave Harry enough comfort, "the real werewolf looks old and pale in human form, and when he's about to turn into a werewolf, The face will be paler, you just need to stay away from the white-faced person."

"Like you, Mr. Lupin," Lupin's face was indeed old and white, and Harry sneered.

"Uh... yes," Lupin fell silent.

"Sorry, I was just joking," Harry rubbed his head with a sincere expression. "Actually your face isn't that white..."

"Okay, Harry, just stay in your room."

Lupin hurried over to Sirius and warned in a very small voice, "You better not betray your friends this time, Sirius..." Dog Sirius rolled his eyes, 'I have never betrayed'.

Lupin quickly left the room, went to the bar in the dark to get a map, and then Alaho Cave opened the door that Mrs. Angel had locked, and took advantage of the night to leave the village, ready to look for the evil 'Old Man Jumping the Pot'.

Harry locked the wooden door, extinguished the candles in the room, and tucked himself into the quilt in total darkness, while Sirius lay on the other bed, breathing evenly.

'Didn't the village chief say that the village will be very lively at night? ' Harry strained his ears to catch a single sound, but there was nothing, and the night in Wonderland was very quiet.

Gradually, Harry closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Roar—" A terrible roar came from very close, and the village was indeed lively.

Harry opened his eyes instantly, and the sound was neither human nor animal, scary, sharp, with fury from the depths of his soul.

Sirius jumped off the bed, ran to the door and put his ear close to the door, trying to figure out what was going on. He heard screams, the voice of the village chief arguing with the previous hunter...

"Roar—" There is also this kind of unfamiliar cry, which Sirius often heard before, it was the roar of the transformed werewolf.

There's a werewolf in the hallway outside, 'hope it's not Remus Lupin', Sirius thought, trying to peer through the crack of the door.

A pair of dirty claws came into view, silver-gray hair... well, not Remus, Remus was dark blue hair.

The werewolf was fighting with the hunter. The hunter with the pitchfork was messy and seemed to have the upper hand. "Damn it, Chief Dog! You didn't say there was a real werewolf hiding here!" The hunter complained loudly.

The village chief screamed, "It must be the work of that stupid woman An Qi! The goatman has disappeared too - they must have colluded to kill us!"

The hunter blocked the pitchfork from the werewolf's claws, "Angie won't do this! Her child is still in our hands... She has no reason to help the goat..."

"Forget it! Let's go!" The village chief picked up the torch on the wall and waved it to drive the werewolf away. The hunter took the opportunity to insert the pitchfork into the werewolf's thigh and nailed it to the floor. Leaving a horrific scar on the hunter, as if trying to tear the hunter in half.

"Damn it!" The hunter grabbed the torch from the village chief's hand and threw it on the ground, and the wooden house quickly burned.

Oops, Sirius had a bad secret, turned around and bit Harry's clothes and tried to get him to get out of the building as quickly as possible

The choking smoke quickly entered Harry's room through the gap. The room had no windows. Harry had no choice but to break through the corridor. He ran into the toilet and wetted the cloak from Dais. The elementary school's fire escape guide said he bent down, covered his mouth with a damp cloth, and escaped against the wall.

Sirius was taken aback for a moment.

Harry came to the corridor, where the village chief and the hunter had disappeared, leaving only a terrifying monster, struggling to free its legs from under the pitchfork. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

The 'Goblin Head' room was very close to where the fire started, and the fire had already started to spread. Harry could see through the thick smoke that the werewolf was looking at him viciously, his blue eyes revealing ferocity.

Harry swallowed his saliva and was about to turn around and leave here, when he suddenly saw something strange on the werewolf's hand, Harry rubbed his eyes.

It was a handkerchief, tied to the werewolf's left hand. There was a lot of blood on it, but something familiar could be vaguely seen... Something engraved in the DNA for the exam... The nine-nine multiplication table...

Why is my handkerchief in the hands of a werewolf? Harry had a bad guess in the thick smoke, maybe the wounded werewolf was the goatman.

Are Werewolves Bad Guys? Mr. Lupin said werewolves were good and bad.

Are Goat Guys Bad Guys? Harry thought of the sad, weeping blue eyes, and he trusted his instincts more.

Under the shocked eyes of Dog Sirius, Harry ran through the thick smoke to the werewolf who was very scary from any angle, and grabbed the end of the pitchfork.

Chapter end