Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

The werewolf tribe in the Scandinavian mountains is majestic and solemn.

Ever since Fenrir came to power, his brutal rule began. However, no one expected that the new Wolf King would change his team a lot and declare his orthodox support for Voldemort. for dissatisfaction.

However, Fenrir doesn't care about this. He takes tough measures against all those who oppose him, including direct annihilation. With the blessing of the power of the dark latitude, almost no one is his opponent.

On the other hand, he was still intensifying his search for Lewis, but obviously nothing was gained.

On the easternmost side of the mountain range, in the jungle close to the werewolf jungle, a strong spatial fluctuation came without any warning, and then it was like a space-time wormhole opened, and two figures were sent out from the inside.

"Werewolves, your king is back!"

One of the taller figures looked slightly embarrassed, but after a while his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he raised his arms high to celebrate his new life.

However, before he could be happy for three or four seconds, two wolf-shaped figures came from a short distance through the woods. They were so fast that ordinary people would have no time to react.

But as the original werewolf, Greyback's sense of smell, hearing, and nerve reaction speed are more sensitive than ordinary werewolves. The moment the enemy approached, he waved his thick arms in an instant and knocked down the two werewolves. on the ground.

"Wait a moment."

Louis had already stood up from the ground. This space magic knocked him to pieces. He touched his sore butt and saw the intruder clearly.

This werewolf was the gatekeeper who blocked Lu Ping from entering the meeting hall. When the cave in the hall exploded, he narrowly escaped death. Although half of his face was burned by the flames, the werewolf's strong physique had no effect.

"You know them, Louis?"

"They are from the werewolf tribe." Louis squatted down and looked at the "enemy" who was pressed to the ground.

"Louis?!" The two werewolves couldn't help but blush when they saw Louis' figure, but after being restrained by Greyback, they looked helpless and furious.

"Did Fenrir ask you to catch me?" Lewis frowned, "This guy is so lucky that I didn't blow him up."

"Fenrir? Fenrir Greyback?" Greyback was suddenly annoyed when he heard the name. "This guy actually became the patriarch? Damn, where is the old patriarch?"

"The old patriarch has gone to the west. Now is the era of Lord Fenrir." The gatekeeper spat, "You are a devil. The great Lord Fenrir will definitely bring the werewolf tribe back to its glory. We will definitely bring the werewolf tribe back to its glory." Stupid wizards stepped on it."

"boom!"

The clear sound of boxing resounded through the jungle. Greyback had already lifted the gatekeeper up, and his fist had been imprinted on the trunk of the tree, almost breaking the entire tree.

"Since Fenrir wants me so much, why not go see him in person." Louis lifted the man's head. There was another reason why he wanted to see Fenrir, and that was the news about Lupine and Meseles. If there was a problem between the two of them, he wouldn't mind dragging the entire werewolf tribe with them.

"Louis, you don't have to..."

"Lead the way."

Louis said to the other werewolf who was already scared to death. He knew what Greyback was going to say to him, but Fenrir's matter was no longer just a conflict within their werewolf tribe.

. . . . .

In the newly built werewolf meeting hall, Fenrir crossed his legs and leaned on the big seat in the center.

"Patriarch, regarding cooperation with the saints..."

"Some people in the Saints are boring, and their current strength is not worthy of our werewolf shoes." Fenrir's tone was full of contempt, and there was a hint of pride, "And I said, we must fully support the Black Panthers." big boss."

"But Patriarch, the Dark Lord's power is far away in England..."

"Do you have any objections? Law enforcement elder??" Fenrir looked at the werewolf below, his eyes glowing with black light that could explode at any time.

The werewolf law enforcement elder shut his mouth. He had seen Fenrir's terror before.

"Clan leader, I have something to report."

"explain."

Fenrir restrained his aura and became harmless again.

"The Louis you were looking for is here."

"What? Finally..."

Fenrir's eyes suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, but he didn't expect that he would finally come to the door himself.

"But there seems to be a werewolf beside him."

"There is another werewolf?" Fenrir was a little confused. Before he finished speaking, a spooky sound came from the darkness that made his hair stand on end.

"Baby Fenrir, you still recognize me!"

The meeting hall fell silent, and after a while Louis appeared followed by a tall werewolf Greyback.

"It's you, long time no see, you're still alive, brother."

"You still know how to call me big brother." Greyback spat, "I don't think you had that in mind when you attacked me secretly!"

Secret land? Sneak attack? The appearance of the person in front of them inevitably caused the werewolves in the meeting room to whisper. This person was the young patriarch who disappeared thirty years ago.

"I don't know what the big brother is looking for when he comes to see me?"

"Sit tight, Fenrir. I really didn't expect how a deserter who was expelled from the tribe by his father became the leader of the tribe."

"The betrayer? I am the leader of the clan now, Yomus!" Fenrir seemed to disagree with the identity of the betrayer. "What do you want to do now, take away my position as the clan leader?"

"You do not deserve!"

Fenrir rushed down, and the evil energy glowing with black light was entangled with his body.

"Roar!"

Jomus Greyback entered the werewolf form almost instantly, and the thick arms of the original werewolf were comparable to Fenrir, who was entangled in the dark energy.

And when the original werewolf came out, all the werewolves present took a breath. Although the original werewolf existed in legend, almost all werewolves recognized it. Because it is so famous.

"I see, I thought you had some trump card."

Fenrir's dark energy faintly stopped moving, but after a few rounds, he was suppressed by the Origin Werewolf, who became more and more courageous as he fought. The sharp wolf claws left many bloody holes on his body.

"Although it's not much of a trump card, it's more than enough to deal with you."

Yomus grabbed his head and punched Fenrir to the ground.

"This punch will teach you that you have no brothers and will kill each other."

"This punch teaches you that you don't know how to nurture and hurt your parents."

"This punch will teach you how to lead the werewolf tribe into the endless abyss."

Three punches were struck, hitting the flesh, but it didn't seem to cause much damage to Fenrir.

"careful!"

Louis suddenly made a sound, and when Yoms punched him for the fourth time, a dark force suddenly surrounded Yoms' hand, and then violently threw him away.

Fenrir stood up from the pit. Although he was a little embarrassed, behind him stood a tall black knight-like figure, holding a spear, declaring his dominance over the world.