Werewolf.

In the definition of wizards, werewolves are XXXXX-level magical creatures that can be compared to the eight-eyed giant spider and even the fire dragon, and are one of the highest level of dangerous beings currently known.

Even, purely in terms of danger, the threat of werewolves is far stronger than that of the eight-eyed giant spider and the fire dragon.

Because the latter two are pure animals, their danger is basically reflected in their habits - fire dragons are solitary creatures, but they have strong individual strength.

As for the eight-eyed giant spider, although he does not have the ability to go beyond the category of 'spider', he will not set off any monstrous waves, nor will he breathe fire at will.

The only threat is its physical strength and social habits.

But in today's wizarding society, nature reserves have been set aside for these two animals.

Unless it is smuggled for profit, or someone who really has no spare egg and chooses to cross the ocean to bring the eight-eyed giant spider to a strange territory with no natural predators to breed, it is still a little difficult for ordinary wizards to get in touch with these two animals.

However, werewolves are different.

Compared to the flame-spewing dragons and venomous spiders, the problem with the werewolf is its concealment and infection, as well as its brutality after transformation.

Even, the wizards have treated it as a disease.

A disease that can only be suppressed and has almost no possibility of cure.

"Wolfing...... Do you know how harmful it is? ”

“……”

"Even if the students survive, once an infected person appears, it destroys the entire family."

It's not just the uncontrollability brought about by wolfinization itself, but also the discrimination against werewolf wizards in society!

Even in terms of the current situation, it can be said that it is perfectly true:

"There's no place for werewolves in society, and it's very difficult to find a job when the time comes, so you just let this happen?"

Faced with this questioning, Quirrell's pale countenance, which had revealed a morbid nature, turned completely red.

He wanted to refute something, but in the end he just stumbled and confided a sentence:

“…… It wasn't a full moon that day. ”

The moment he blurted out these words, he felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Yes, that day was not a full moon at all, and at that time, the werewolf's ability to infect was not that strong at all, and even if it was scratched, it would only have minor sequelae."

"Then it's not a full moon today...... How about I send you to the werewolf colony and let them bite you? ”

The seemingly flirtatious words echoed, and Quirrell's already pale retort was instantly suppressed.

"I don't even know how embarrassed you are to say such a thing, I don't even have the courage to call for help head-on, and I don't think it's a big deal to let werewolves run around......"

"But you know everything, don't you?"

Staring at the red-haired boy in front of him, Quirrell gritted his teeth.

"What qualifications and positions do you have to accuse me here!"

Speaking of which, Quirrell seemed to have regained some confidence.

But anger and sorrow tore at his reason and kept him from calm.

"When Peter Pettigrew went to look for the Philosopher's Stone, you were already in front of me, can you dare to say that you didn't notice it at all!"

Connor looked calm, allowing him to vent his anger.

"You've given me up!! You never thought about saving me, so why are you talking about it there! ”

"Have you ever asked for help?"

In a comical form, the problem seems to be back to square one.

"I ...... it"

"Don't talk about those so-called 'abnormalities', the only thing that can explain your self-righteous tricks is your self-defeating."

"So what if I call for help head-on!"

"If you call for help, I think both me and the old guy will be willing to come to your rescue...... Although he likes to go with the flow, he also does not turn a blind eye to calls for help. ”

“……”

After just one sentence, Quirrell's expression turned white and red.

He didn't think Connor would answer so simply.

"This can't be, you've given up on me, there's no way he's going to save me, Dumbledore has given up on me."

The breath and words were faint, but the words that bordered on stubbornness were clearly visible.

"Looks like he's very prejudiced against Dumbledore."

Seeing this scene, Isobel, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.

There was no schadenfreude in her words, but Connor could tell that her views on this were not much better than Quirrell's.

"If it were the old headmaster who seemed to be highly respected, he might really put Quirrell and his savior on the scales......"

"Alright, don't make a mess."

Seeing that Isobel wanted to say something, Connor hurriedly stopped her.

"You can't be forgiven for not liking Dumbledore, but he ...... He just wanted to evade his responsibilities. ”

Seeing the bald head that had lost his soul, Connor shook his head slowly.

"Actually, I never denied that he was usurped and coerced from the beginning, but how do you see his response?"

That hysterical tone, that kind of fierce words, all tell their innocence.

"Why do some people always think that as long as they are labeled as 'coerced', they can get rid of all responsibility, this kind of person is still a Hogwarts teacher, is it so difficult to find a teacher with good morals now?"

As soon as these words came out, Isobel's expression couldn't help but become strange.

She just has an opinion about the principal, and she may not like her classmates very much, but she really hasn't seen it directly at the school.

"There are only three magic schools in Europe, and the whole of Britain can't have a normal teacher, so I think it's a big problem."

"What kind of normal teacher do you think you have...... What should it look like? ”

"I will protect my students when I am in danger, I know what I teach and educate people for, and I will not bring my personal grievances to the classroom......

After casually listing a few points, Connor couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He found that there was a lot to say about it.

"Well, don't talk about that, at least you should know how to pass on your knowledge to your students."

With that, Connor glanced at Quirrell, who was silent and seemed to be deep in thought.

"At the very least, you don't have to make excuses for yourself when you encounter problems, and you don't want to bear the consequences of your choices while passing the danger on to your students."

“……”

"I don't think this should be the standard of being a teacher, but the standard of being a person."

He looked at Quirrell.

"What do you think, Professor Quirrell?"

"I ...... I tried my best. ”

His voice trembled a little, as if revealing infinite grievances.

"I really tried my best!!"

"Are you willing to take on your responsibilities?"