Because of the destruction of the cabinet, Ivan, who was caught red-handed, reluctantly accepted a full hour of ideological education class, and after repeatedly promising to pay attention next time, he barely escaped other punishments.

Two days later, Ivan, who had made enough preparations, finally waited for Doggett, who was long overdue.

During the two days of waiting, Ivan was not idle.

Considering that he might encounter more than one werewolf this time, Ivan took the time to repair the magic ring that was about to break, and found Althea by the way, and used his academic performance points to quickly learn an offensive spell, so as not to rely on bloodline magic to support the scene every battle.

Upon learning that Ivan was going to work on a potion that would keep werewolves sane, Doggett quickly became interested.

If a young wizard who didn't graduate said that, he would definitely scoff at it.

However, due to the fact that he had boiled those enhancement potions before, and Ivan said that he was inspired by Snape's classroom, Doggett had a little more confidence in this.

"If it is successfully developed, you will probably be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin." Doggett couldn't help but admire, and then enthusiastically suggested that he wanted to join the research of the wolf poison potion.

Of course, Ivan readily agreed, he was thinking about how to frame Doggett in to cover himself, but he didn't expect that he hadn't proposed it yet, so he would take the bait.

After chatting like this for a while, Ivan soon realized that he might have underestimated Doggett too much.

Being able to become the vice president in about thirty, Doggett definitely has real materials, although he usually doesn't treat werewolves very much, but he still puts forward some feasible plans from a pharmacological point of view.

Ivan also benefited a lot for a while, if he was just holding the formula and boiling the medicine without brains before, now he has a deeper understanding of the formula composition of the wolf poison potion.

After walking for more than half an hour, the road became more and more deviant, and the east side of Tumbledown Alley was almost a forgotten place, with dilapidated houses, broken stone pillars, and weeds and shrubs growing all around.

Ivan looked around, although he had already made some mental preparations, but he did not expect that the werewolves would live here.

Because it's not like a place to live at all.

Is it to avoid hurting people on a full moon night?

Or is it simply because of poverty?

When Ivan was guessing, a red light hit the ground not far ahead, and the rubble flew up, Ivan subconsciously activated the protective ring in his right hand, and the magic barrier that rose out of thin air blocked a little rubble.

Doggett, for his part, waved his wand lightly and swept away the rubble.

Being suddenly targeted like this, although it had no intention of attacking him head-on, still made Ivan frown, because it was not a good sign.

Ivan held his wand, but he didn't mean to fight back, but spoke.

"Come out and talk, we have no ill will."

A moment later a somewhat emaciated young wizard came out, looking to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, at best older than George and Fred, and wearing an old wizard's robe that was not very decent, and was a little white.

He said as if self-deprecating and sarcastic.

"Not many wizards will come to this place, so let's tell me what you're doing here, right?"

When Ivan saw his appearance, he faintly remembered the other small werewolf he saw in front of the window on the second floor, but this would obviously not be the time to think about this, Ivan quickly sorted out his thoughts, pointed to Doggett and said.

"This is the former deputy director of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, Doggett, who has been studying the problem of werewolves losing control after their transformation in Tumbledown Alley for so many years.

Now that there are some breakthroughs in research, I'd like to ask a few werewolf wizards about it. ”

Considering that he was a young wizard who was only in his second year in the next semester, he was really not convincing, so Ivan put the name of research on the head of Doggett, the vice dean.

It was misunderstood, and the matter of blood collection was not directly mentioned.

Doggett listened to Ivan's words, his expression was a little strange, he didn't know when he was immersed in Tumbledown Alley to study werewolves.

But Doggett didn't refute anything, but followed Ivan's words and said to the little wizard.

"Yes, do you know the werewolves here?"

"Doggett? You were the one who treated Fren's injuries last time? The young wizard didn't answer Doggett's question, but frowned.

"Fren?" Doggett looked slightly paused and continued.

"I did treat a werewolf some time ago, and if you're referring to him, of course that's right."

"If you know him, you should know how good my medical skills are." Speaking of this, Doggett was a little proud, he felt that it was much easier to do things with layers of relationships.

Anyway, he's also the werewolf's savior.

Ivan was not so optimistic, and became vigilant, because he noticed that the other party's expression became more and more angry.

Shout~

A blinding red light flew out of the young wizard's wand and shot into the sky.

Looking at the other party's movements, Ivan understood that the other party was not going to talk about it even if he was stupid, and suddenly turned his head to look at Doggett angrily, asking what the hell was going on? I knew he would come alone.

The latter had an innocent expression, he usually didn't bother to deal with the werewolf at all, and the only contact was to treat the other party's injuries.

Unless the werewolf was killed by him last time... Doggett touched his chin, but it shouldn't be....

According to his judgment, the werewolf would be haunted by black qi at most, and the pain would heal in a few days.

The attitude of the two of them made the young wizard feel insulted, and he threw out a splitting spell with a raised hand, aiming directly at Doggett.

"Divided!"

Ivan had no intention of making a move,

Doggett didn't care, the iron armor spell had been blessed on his body at some point, and the light of the spell returned the same way.

Not only that, but Doggett didn't have the habit of being beaten passively, and with a light tap of his wand, he hit one spell after another.

Although the werewolf wizard doesn't look big, his skills are unexpectedly good, and the most important thing is that he doesn't care about the image at all, and he dodges several spells one after another with an embarrassed roll on the ground.

But that's about it.

Seeing that Doggett couldn't deal with the other party in the first place, Ivan frowned, and was a little worried that the red light that rose into the air would attract more enemies, so he waved his wand...

The winding vines on one side of the wall were instantly activated, like a long whip drawn towards the opponent, and the werewolf wizard, who was already embarrassed by Doggett's spell attack, was unable to dodge and was drawn to the right arm.

In the next second, the vine rolled up with the arm, and another vine under the ground pulled the werewolf wizard's right leg violently, forcing the other party to lose his balance and fall to the ground...

Doggett took the opportunity to throw out a black light, and the werewolf wizard's struggle slowly became smaller.

"Let's grab him and leave first, I'm afraid it will be a bit of trouble to stay here any longer, anyway, you only need a few tubes of blood, don't you?" Doggett said this, looking at the young werewolf wizard underground, he was very curious why the other party heard his name and did it...

Thinking of this, Doggett was a little annoyed, when did his reputation stink so much?