It's a hot and crowded pub where a large number of Londoners leave behind the baggage of the day, shaking their heads and limbs wildly on the dance floor, releasing the stresses of life.

On the dance floor, an unrestrained DJ girl's body swayed to the music, looking intoxicated, and the clothes on her body simply made children blush.

Jasmine covered her eyes with her hands, but she couldn't help but peek between her fingers, full of shyness and curiosity.

Norlin noticed that her limbs were more developed than those of a normal adult, and it was clear that she contained a surge of power.

The girl glanced at the strong man, inadvertently looked at Nolin, and suddenly showed a wild and flattering smile.

Norlin didn't react, turned his head and followed the strong man to the back hall. The girl was not angry, the smile on her face was still the same, her fingers were slightly plucked, and the music in the ballroom became more and more vigorous, causing a cheer from the audience.

The strong man led Norlin across the dance floor, came to a basement, pushed the door directly in, turned his head and said:

"Here we are."

Nolin adjusted his wand to a place where he could pull it out at any moment, nodded and walked inside, quietly observing his surroundings.

This basement is much smaller than the ballroom above, and it doesn't have those suffocating lights and music, just a few men sitting on the couches smoking cigarettes.

Most of them were burly, some of them were intimidating to the average adult, and only one was thinner, spitting smoke with his legs crossed. When they heard the door open, they all turned their eyes to Norlin at the door.

Norin's heart tightened, and he felt like he was being targeted by several hungry wolves at the same time. Jasmine hid behind him for the first time.

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

Norin walked over to an empty chair and sat down without changing his face, and his indifferent appearance made everyone in the room slightly stunned, as if Norlin was the owner of this room.

The emaciated man's eyes narrowed slightly, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect a child to have such a bearing now."

"Mom and Dad taught me well."

Norin smiled slightly, carefully examining the seemingly leading man.

He had a resolute countenance, and a long scar on the right side of his face added to his sinister aura. The eyes are sharp and cold, which makes people shudder.

"My name is Hall Chard." The man spoke briefly, and a waiter entered the room with several bottles of wine.

"Norin Davis."

Norlin raised an eyebrow in some surprise and said his name. He had expected this man to be Fenrir Greyback, after all, he was the biggest werewolf in the name. Now it seems that his guess was wrong.

"I heard you're a wizard, so I won't go around the bush with you."

Hall Chad adjusted his seating position, looked at Norlin, and asked aloud, "I heard you're asking what that bounty hunter is looking for?" ”

Norin's face was slightly cold, and he glanced at Jasmine, who lowered her head and didn't seem to dare to look at him squarely. Norling paused and said:

"Just a little curious."

"Be careful, kid, curiosity kills cats." Hall Chad laughed and said meaningfully, "I guess you're still at Hogwarts, right?" Hogwarts wouldn't want to lose such a young student. ”

As soon as I came up, I was threatened, and this was treating me as a soft persimmon that I could handle at will?

Norin chuckled, ignoring the meaning of his words, and spoke:

"Looks like you know that thing?"

Hall Chard's eyes changed, and the imp didn't seem to take what he said to heart at all. He said coldly:

Norin looked at the other party's faintly golden pupils, the innate werewolf pupils were as black as ink, and the pupils and the whites of the eyes were the same, whether they were transformed or not. The acquired werewolf's pupils will turn black, dark yellow, or golden yellow. This Hall Chad is supposed to be an infected werewolf.

The small number of people who have congenitally awakened the werewolf bloodline will remain awake enough when transforming, while the werewolves who become infected after being bitten will go berserk after the transformation, and even the six relatives will not recognize them.

He was silent for a moment, silently raising his vigilance, and suddenly asked:

"Do you know Fenrir Greyback?"

There was a commotion among the people around. Hall Chard's expression was grim, although he didn't know that this little ghost would be involved in such an irrelevant topic, but he suddenly became alert, and asked cautiously:

"Why do you ask this?"

"Talk to him. I thought I'd see him tonight, but I'm disappointed. ”

Norin smiled and said. Fenrir Greyback was Voldemort's number one fan, and Norlin wanted to find other clues about Voldemort from him. He felt that with his current strength, it would not be a problem to deal with a werewolf.

"Don't think you're arrogant because you learned a little bit in school, little ghost. Fenrir Greyback is the most notorious werewolf of all, and even we are afraid of him. I guess as soon as you see him, he lies on the ground and doesn't dare to move. ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in Hall Chard's tone, and he frankly admitted his fear of Fenrir Greyback.

"Don't bother with you, tell me where he is......"

Before Norlin could finish his words, he was interrupted by a childish voice behind him:

"Enough, right? How long are you going to delay? ”

Norin frowned and turned to look at Jasmine.

Jasmine took a few steps back, her face complicated, and instead of looking into Nolin's eyes, she shouted to Hall Chard:

"We said okay, kill him, and I'll tell you the whereabouts of the thing."

Norin sighed in his heart and said, "Have you forgotten that I left something on you?" ”

"Are you talking about the curse on her hand?"

Hall Chad suddenly grinned a strange smile and slowly stood up,

"I have to say, a very clever curse, and it really shines on me that you can cast such a curse at your age. However, since I became a werewolf, I have been looking for ways to fight all kinds of curses, and it is still possible to suppress your curses. ”

"As long as you're dead, that curse won't work, will it?"

His voice suddenly became hoarse, and his voice was like a beast, with an inexplicable roughness.

The other werewolves also smirked and undressed and slowly surrounded Norin. Dark gray hair gradually appeared on their bodies, and their faces began to change.

"So, you've always known where that thing was, and made a deal with the werewolf, didn't you?"

Norlin whispered, not looking back, a disappointment in his voice that even he could not perceive.

"If you kill Ryan, I will definitely take revenge."

Jasmine was behind him, baring her long fangs.