Chapter 53 The Werewolf Arm

Time passed by little by little, and the night that originally passed in the blink of an eye seemed so long at this time.

Ilsa gradually stopped crying, and she tried hard to face the werewolf, trying to get used to Lupine turning into a beast.

"It's not easy." Anton was still staring at the werewolf's arm, and the light and shadow recording magic flickered beside him, and the lines were so complicated that it seemed like a mess.

"My teacher, what you have seen is the ghost at home, whose name is Alex Fiennes."

"It took the best effort and perseverance of my life to accept a ghost."

"At that time, he especially liked to float behind me when I looked in the mirror, or stare at me blankly. For this reason, I would be afraid of all reflective things, thinking that as long as I looked in the past, I could see a person inside. A ghost without a head."

"That was a really bad experience."

Ilsa could imagine that horrible scene, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic, "Then what happened later, why did you live together?"

Anton turned his head and glanced at her, smiling brightly, "I accepted him, we got along well."

Ilsa held her arm tightly and looked at Anton firmly, "I can do it too."

Anton shrugged, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Poor Lupine is so lonely. He was bitten by a werewolf when he was very young. If the great Dumbledore hadn't given him a chance to study at Hogwarts, he might not even have a friend."

Ilsa's eyes lit up, "Can you tell me about Lupine? Like his friends? I will get along well with them, as Lupine's wife."

Anton grinned, very unscrupulously, "Dead, a terrible death, and another one was imprisoned in Azkaban, and it is said that he will be imprisoned until he dies of old age."

Ilsa was silent, and looked at Lupine with some affection, "In this case, wouldn't he be left alone again?"

Anton nodded, "I have been homeless for ten years, and I have no one to rely on, and I have been excluded everywhere. Because of my status as a werewolf, I don't have a profitable job, and I have been stared at."

He looked at the complicated pattern beside him with some satisfaction, and exhaled.

Then, he looked at Ilsa seriously, "I don't know whether it's right or wrong to bring you here, Lupine is very poor, he needs to be redeemed."

"But it doesn't have to be you!"

In the original book, Lupine met Tonks. Thinking of this, Anton looked a little weird, "I don't know whether it was good or bad for him to meet you under my influence."

"Miss Ilsa, you have been to my house, there are werewolves, there are ghosts, there are goblins, you should know that I am not an ordinary person."

"I am a dark wizard, and I am proficient in the Cruciatus Curse."

Ilsa stared at him in astonishment, swallowed, and took a step back.

Anton looked at her seriously, "Your arrival may save Lupine, or kick him to hell. You can choose to accept this werewolf, but it's not easy. I hope you can think about it carefully. , think of the price of being with a werewolf."

"The price is heavy. You will live the same life of being excluded because of him. Although you seem to be doing well now, you are all wizards. You can imagine the exclusion of the wizarding world, unless you plan to cut off the wizarding world. Contact. If you don’t want to involve your parents, even stay away from them.”

"It's really not easy, think about it."

"Love is sweet, but reality is not necessarily, it is always full of bitterness. If you really make up your mind to be with him, then when you give up, he will be destroyed."

"And at that time, I will cast the Cruciatus Curse on you!"

Anton's eyes were full of coldness, and he shot at Ilsa like a knife, "I'm serious, I'm not a good person, I can do it."

He thought Ilsa would be afraid and shrink back.

But he guessed wrong.

Ilsa proudly puffed her chest out, "I will become Lupin's wife, and then I will educate you as an aunt, not to use the Unforgivable Curse!"

Anton was stunned.

Ilsa stared at him not to be outdone, "Since I have chosen a werewolf, I know what I will face. You don't have to worry about my family, they are all Muggles."

"Muggle?" Anton blinked curiously.

"Yes, my parents are both high-ranking officials!" Ilsa looked at Anton's surprised eyes and smiled triumphantly, as if to win the game, "I magically awakened my magic power when I was young, and the school had to let me go to school. "

"But in order to prevent wizards from interfering in the politics of the Muggle world, my parents signed an agreement with the Ministry of Magic before entering school, and they severed ties with me."

As she spoke, she flicked her beautiful long blonde hair triumphantly, "I refused, and the Ministry of Magic finally compromised and agreed to allow me to meet my parents once a year accompanied by Ministry of Magic officials."

"No one can affect my family because I marry a werewolf, and the Ministry of Magic will be the first to disagree."

"Wow~" Anton exclaimed.

"And you will find out." Miss Ilsa looked at Anton proudly, "After I become your aunt, you will be on the right track, instead of being led by a ghost to become a dark wizard. You are still young, and you will opportunity to be a man of excellence and integrity."

Anton's face was weird and wonderful.

"I didn't know that Lupine's finding a wife would affect me. I really saw a ghost." He muttered, and continued to stare at the werewolf's arm.

The preparation cost of the 'wizard eyes' potion is particularly high, and he can't waste any more time.

Time passed quietly.

The sky above the cave gradually brightened.

Werewolves are also changing a little bit, turning into humans.

This time is the most amazing.

Anton stared closely at Lupin's arm, not daring to miss the slightest bit. There were hundreds of light and shadow recording magic images floating beside him, and his brain was running crazily.

Under the vision of the 'wizard's eyes', those silky lines collapsed rapidly, forming dark green silky sunken cracks, and then quickly expanded, flipped, and quickly twisted into the magic curve of a normal wizard.

"I……"

Lupine looked at Ilsa with a complicated expression, "I heard everything."

Ilsa looked at him excitedly, "Lupine!"

Lupine breathed out forcefully, "When I became a werewolf, I seemed to be a ghost floating beside the instinct of the beast. I could only helplessly watch the werewolf hurt people, and then wait for me to take over the body and go face to face." all the consequences to oneself."

"So, I hear you."

Ilsa grabbed his hand tightly, her eyes full of pity, "Stop talking."

Lupine looked at her deeply, and smiled very brightly, as if this gloomy man suddenly had sunshine, "Following a werewolf is not a small price."

"I would love to!" Ilsa also smiled.

She pulled Lupin up and smiled happily. She really wanted to throw herself into Lupin's arms and give him a long French kiss to express her excitement. Unfortunately, there was a light bulb beside Lupin who was always staring at Lupin's arm. This made her feel a little embarrassed.

Lupine walked over and patted Anton on the head in displeasure, "You kid, it's disgusting that I say you're weak and pitiful."

"wait!"

Anton took a step back, still staring at his hand tightly, and finally closed his eyes deeply, as if he was thinking about something.

He raised the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes, and looked at the two mysteriously, "Are you interested in witnessing a miracle?"

Anton raised his right hand high.

Waving a wand in his left hand, he muttered words.

Finally, he raised his eyebrows proudly.

I saw countless wolf hairs growing out of his hands.

Then, his arms began to swell rapidly.

Boom!

All the clothes on the arms were torn, and from the shoulders to the palms, the huge werewolf arms were covered with wolf hair.

The two-meter-long werewolf arms looked extremely thick. Anton moved his fingers, stretched the sharp wolf claws forcefully, and made a "yeah" gesture.

"Tsk." Anton looked at his hand in amazement, "Nice!"

Lupine and Ilsa opened their mouths in shock, both stunned.