After exchanging views with the centaur leader Amanda for a while, the werewolf couple also joined the battle.

Together, they turned everyone's attention to them.

I saw that as soon as they raised their wands, a dark and inky, silver, blood-stained mist floated out of the tip of the wand, and it also brought its own BGM, and a terrible wolf howl came out of it.

The two people's faces were red, but fortunately, it was night, or it was a rainy day, and they couldn't see anything.

They have also experienced a lot about this.

I remember that when the two of them fought when they were children, the masters of both sides invariably asked them to cast a powerful enough magic to shock their opponents.

So much so that the magic they learned from their teachers was inevitably added by their teachers to the attribute of "mighty".

As long as they don't reach their teacher's level on the magic path, they can't change the magic.

This leads them to always attach dozens of layers of [Silent Spells] to their homes when they release curses on their enemies, so as not to scare their neighbors when the sound is heard.

However, the cursed object will hear this sound when they are cursed.

If he succeeds in placing a curse, he can still hear the "evil" laughter of the two of their deceased teachers, and this laughter will also come from within him, as if using the Amplification Charm.

Therefore, anyone who has been cursed by them, along with their relatives and friends, will consider them to be extremely cruel dark wizards.

At the same time, this excellent means of scaring people has become the most desired thing for the Death Eaters, which is also the point where they are hunted.

And, of course, their personal vendetta with Fenrir, the leader of the evil werewolves.

Albus glanced at it, showing a hint of amusement, and withdrew his gaze.

Inside, he saw relief, the relief of some other thing in the doubt about life and death.

There is also the guardianship, the guardianship of the younger generations.

The magic in their hands is unusual, so to speak, not a curse in the traditional sense, and it doesn't seem to have any effect on the human heart, or rather, the effect is borne by someone or something.

The hale drifted towards the dragonclaw vines, the vegetation that had spread unchanged, and the rain on them remained the same.

A thick mist enveloped a vine, and two evil laughs of "hey, hey, hey~" came from inside.

Mr. and Mrs. Hall knew that their curse had succeeded, and at the same time, the others cast inexplicable glances, as if to say, you still have this hobby?

Under the control of the Halls, the mist drifted towards the next vine.

The original vine had dense black coarse hairs growing on it, and those who were familiar with werewolves could tell at a glance that it was a certain type of werewolf hair.

Werewolves can also be classified according to the color and texture of their hair, the color of their pupils, and other differences.

However, this is the result of the research of Teacher Erin, and no one knows about it except Mr. and Mrs. Hall.

Teacher Erin's craziest goal is to make everyone in the world become werewolves, so that everyone can live in harmony, whether werewolves or wizards, Muggles or wizards.

But he didn't think about how many Muggles would die in agony in the process of wolfing.

On one side, Field commanded among the eight-eyed giant spiders, and from time to time looked at Professor Sgrahorn, who was "fishing and paddling".

Determined, he walked over.

"Hello, Professor."

Hearing Gadagada's voice, Professor Sgrahorn was startled and turned to see an eight-eyed giant spider, which looked like their leader.

"Hello, huh? Mr? ”

He greeted uncertainly.

"Professor, I'm Field. I see you seem to want our venom so much that you don't know what's ......"

Field didn't care what humans were called, and he got straight to the point, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Slughorn.

"Yes. Do you have any requirements? In the contract, I need to customize potions for you. Although it has not yet been formally signed, we can fully trade it first. ”

Sgrahorn said excitedly, he could already think of the rich men begging him to help them refine potions.

As a professor who has been working on the front line, and a professor of a practical course, he knows the importance of funding.

In the past, he came to the door and prostituted a little money for the potions class in the name of refining potions.

Unless there are children from close families who are enrolled in school after they have children and nephews, they will increase the Potions class funds a little.

Of course, the most basic course operation, they can still ensure it. However, great joy is still indispensable.

Hearing Professor Sgrahorn's words, Field couldn't turn around for a while, and Professor Sgrahorn didn't care, all as if he was thinking.

Field originally wanted to provide some venom to others for free, after all, they had to excrete some venom every once in a while, otherwise it would accumulate in it, and it would be easy to get stones and block the pipeline where they injected venom.

In the past, if this situation occurred, they could only break the fangs, squeeze the poison glands, expel the stones inside, and then wait for the fangs to grow on their own.

Now, they can go to the centaurs and help remove the stones or take some potions to get the stones out.

Centaurs generally choose to remove the stones, as this venom stone is also a good antidote for them.

Field thought for a moment and said what he wanted:

"Reducing the number of eggs laid by females and increasing the intelligence ...... of larvae in eggs"

As Field spoke, Professor Sgrahorn took out a piece of parchment and began to take notes, looking like a veteran.

"Let's be vegetarian."

Fielde said in all seriousness that as the next leader, he was acutely aware of the major factor that limited the development of their race, food.

If they can replace meat with some vegetarian food, they can develop and grow a little more, and it will not destroy the ecology of the forbidden forest and cause several forces to encircle and suppress it.

In the winter, they also hibernate, so don't worry about running out of food.

Professor Slughorn stumbled when he heard this, and he raised his eyes to look at Field.

"Are you sure? Mr. Field. ”

"Yes, is there a problem? Professor. ”

Field asked, slightly confused.

"No, no, but some of the medicinal materials in it are a bit difficult to buy in the wizarding world, and the potions also need to be experimented......"

"Is there anything in the Forbidden Forest?" Field asked.

"Yes." Professor Slughorn replied, interrupted and subconsciously.

"Then it's okay, if you need any medicinal herbs, tell me directly, I'll let them find them, as for the experiment, I'll send you a few young spiders at that time, and it's okay if you die."

Field said, not hiding the cruelty of his nature.

Professor Slughorn was stunned for a moment, then happily agreed.