Hearing Lucius say this, Karl breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of desperately trying to find Phyllis in a hurry, but thinking of using the power and status of the Malfoy family to trouble her, Lucius has not lost his mind.

"Good, no loss of mind." Carl said with a blank face, "Then you should know that your proposal will not be approved by the board of directors at all. ”

"Why?"

"Because Professor Kate has the support of Ravenclaw." Karl said in a flat voice.

To be precise, it was the support of several prominent families affiliated with the Ravenclaw faction, all of whom had seats on the Hogwarts Board of Trustees, and with their support, the proposal to expel Professor Kate would not have passed.

Lucius was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Hasn't Ravenclaw always been obsessed with the pursuit of knowledge? Why did you start chasing the power of 'stench'? ”

"Ravenclaw has always believed in knowledge, but also has the power to make its voice heard."

Seeing the way Karl was righteous, Lucius sneered and said, "You have chosen a foreign race. ”

"So what?" A cold glint flashed in Karl's eyes, "Merlin is also from the East. ”

Carl has stolen a concept here. Merlin did come from the East, but from the East of the British Isles, which is the area of present-day Suffolk County, and Phyllis was of Chinese descent, and the East she came from was the East of Eurasia.

(The so-called "Merlin is from the East" is made up by me.) The information I found did not indicate where Merlin's true home was, but in this case, it was tentatively designated as the east coast of England. ）

Carl and Lucius both cooperated with each other because of unavoidable reasons, and the relationship between the two was not very good. In a simple response, there was nothing more to talk about, and Carl turned around and left.

On the other hand, saying goodbye to Carl and them, Phyllis continued to go deep into the depths of the dark forest, but her mind was no longer on the mysterious bar, but thinking back to the scene just now, what did Carl and Lucius come to this dark forest for?

Suddenly, Phyllis stopped, her ears listening to the sounds around her, and she seemed to smell ...... The smell of blood!

Phyllis quickly drew her wand and wrote down the death rune. After the rune was formed, it turned into a pale gray ghost and flew towards her left.

With a heart-wrenching howl, a black shadow pounced out, tearing the gray ghost to shreds, and with the remaining momentum, lunged at Phyllis.

Phyllis took a few steps back and flashed. With a wave of the wand, the death rune that had almost overflowed condensed again, this time turning into a pair of ghost claws, diving underground and grabbing the guy's ankle.

Only then did Phyllis see clearly that she was attacked by a man with thick black hair, a wolf's head and claws, and a preference for standing like a human...... Strange creatures.

"Werewolves?" Phyllis muttered, this is really a rare species.

Werewolves, who were originally also wizards, were bitten by other werewolves and contracted the werewolf curse, resulting in the transformation of wolves on the full moon night of each month, and lost their nature, wantonly killing all the creatures they saw. And as time goes by, there will be fewer and fewer human parts in the werewolf's heart, and the characteristics of its beast will become more and more obvious, and eventually just like this guy, he will completely incarnate into a beast. Even if it's not the night of the full moon, or even if it's not night at all, it still retains the form of a beast.

Phyllis looked curiously at the werewolf who was firmly bound to the ground, full of anger and pain in his bitter wail. She was intrigued by the so-called werewolf curse, which, according to the way it spreads, is more akin to a disease, and interestingly, it does not damage a person's body - the werewolf in beast form is stronger than the human body, but it is very targeted at corrupting a person's mind and soul.

The first time she saw the werewolf records, Phyllis had the feeling that werewolves were a bit like the product of a failed magical experiment - no, not necessarily a failure, maybe the powerful wizard succeeded, if it was for killing and destruction, he did create powerful killing machines, and the poison is still alive.

If so...... Ancient wizards were so powerful! It was daunting to think about being able to create a whole new species in the lab, Phyllis sighed in her heart, not caring about the fact that the muscles in the werewolf's ankles had completely died due to the erosion of the force of death.

When the power of death was channelled down the ghost's claws into the werewolf's legs, and the legs were completely necrotic, Phyllis stepped forward, wrote a lightning rune with her wand, and said, "Okay, stop howling, be quiet, let me collect some tissue samples." ”

The blue lightning chain wrapped around the werewolf's body, and this time Phyllis showed no mercy, and a huge electric current passed through the creature's body, completely paralyzing his nerves. The werewolf's wail quickly waned until it didn't move.

"Good." Phyllis put away her wand, took out a knife and a bottle, and crouched in front of the werewolf, just as she was about to collect tissue samples from his neck, when the werewolf's eyes, which were already closed, suddenly opened.

It's all a pair of beastly eyes, full of bloodthirsty desires!

It's hard to imagine that this was originally a pair of eyes full of wisdom that belonged to a wizard, and the transformation of the soul by the werewolf curse is really thorough! Phyllis sighed in her heart.

The werewolf, barely freeing from his paralysis, clearly wanted to glare at Phyllis a few times, he opened his bulging mouth and bit at Phyllis's wrist. Because the two sides were so close, and Phyllis put away her wand again, she seemed to be unable to escape the wolf's kiss.

Just then, a green beam of magic flew in and hit the werewolf.

Avada's Curse! Phyllis's body tensed, but instead of getting up, she looked at the werewolf who fell to the ground and died after a wail. After a long while, as if to calm down the horror in his heart, he slowly got up and looked in the direction where the spell was flying.

At this moment, a wizard in a black robe stepped out of the bushes, with black jade hair, a long, thin body, and slender fingers suitable for playing the piano.

"Are you alright, beautiful young lady?" The wizard bowed slightly.

"I'm fine." Phyllis took the wand in her hand, looked at the inexplicable creature with wary and wary eyes, and asked, "...... are you?" ”

The wizard smiled charmingly and said, "I'm a wandering wizard, you can call me Tom." ”

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