Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Surrey Dockyard.

It was the largest and most prosperous port in the world in the 19th century.

But now there is only a pile of dilapidated ruins and a construction site undergoing demolition and construction.

It's not easy to find a few werewolves here, but Murphy doesn't need to look for them himself.

From an abandoned hanging tower at the highest point of the shipyard, Murphy released thousands of lightning crows, "Go and find them."

"Ga! Moga!" The crows cheered the name of their new king, and like a black cloud, they hovered in the air for a while and dispersed.

Ten minutes later, a bolt of lightning struck an old warehouse. It took Murphy more than ten seconds to solve the sleeping problem of the seven werewolves, and then returned to the Magic Research Institute with little Ares.

There was no suspense in the battle, and the reason why he didn't kill those werewolves was just to let them lead him to the werewolf army.

These werewolves had caused enough trouble, and he was ready to get rid of them once and for all.

…

All the organs in Little Ares's body were on the verge of failure, but fortunately, the magic potion prepared by the white fresh accelerating hormone was quickly completed. After using it on Little Ares, Patrick and others, their conditions were quickly improved. It's getting better.

The next day, all the patients woke up, including Patrick.

Murphy went to see Patrick.

The latter just got off the hospital bed and was doing various actions under the guidance of medical staff. When he saw Murphy, he said, "I heard that I have become a werewolf now?"

Murphy nodded, "We are working on a potion that will hopefully suppress the werewolf virus and prevent it from reoccurring. On the bright side, it will at least make your body stronger."

"That's true, I feel ten years younger, as if my whole body is full of strength." Patrick said, trying to lift the hospital bed, but the latter did not move at all.

"Of course, maybe it's not as strong as you think." Murphy said.

The two were silent for a while, and Patrick suddenly said: "Thank you for saving us. I heard that you went to the United States to catch some lizards..."

"Sorry, they told me a lot, but I don't understand it yet." Patrick said, and suddenly asked, "Is this the real world?"

Murphy frowned and was about to explain, but the latter suddenly smiled, "Just kidding, I know this is the real world. It's just that what I just heard was a bit beyond imagination, but since I have experienced it myself... it seems There’s nothing unacceptable.”

"By the way, I still like your original look. Who is this face of yours?"

Murphy was using the face of Boris at the moment. After hearing this, his body suddenly changed and returned to his original appearance, "How do you... do you still remember those?"

"They said that I was injected with a magic potion. Since my body has never used magic power, when I first possess magic power, will I go on a magic rampage? That's about it. In short, they said that maybe because of this, I have recovered some of the magic power I once had. Memories of interference.”

"Although, I have always felt that something was wrong. You always seemed smaller in my impression than you actually are. Now I finally understand why."

"Sorry." Murphy didn't know what to say.

He tampered with Patrick's memory, and because of his involvement, he almost caused the death of the other party's family at the hands of werewolves.

He probably understood what was going on with the vague feeling of guilt he felt that day when Patrick asked him to be little Ares's godfather.

Just like this, can we still call them friends? Still being the godfather of other people’s children?

Patrick came over and patted him on the shoulder, "So, are you really a wizard?"

Murphy smiled and said, "It's true."

"To be honest, I still don't believe it, unless you turn me into a pigeon on the spot..."

"No pigeons, but crows?"

After saying that, several crows suddenly flew out from behind Murphy, and two of them landed on his shoulders.

"Oh!" Patrick was just joking, but now he was really shocked.

It's one thing to hear about magic from other people, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.

"You really are a wizard."

…

After giving Patrick a little bit of a magical jolt, Murphy went to meet with his head of security, Radwan Perry.

The fourteen remaining security personnel had listened to the Muggle researchers at the institute for more than an hour, but they were still confused.

"I still don't understand why those werewolves attacked us?"

The Muggle researcher was about to explain the werewolf's habits in detail when Murphy walked up and interrupted him, "Because some people don't like me and want to get rid of me."

"But they couldn't do it, so they used my partner as a way to get through."

Radwan looked at him, "So, nine of us died because of you?"

"No, it's because of my enemies."

"But you didn't tell us that the enemy would be werewolves."

"I didn't tell you, either, that I am a wizard. Do you need to know the identity of your employer? Do you need your employer to tell you detailed information about your enemy in order to work?"

Radwan was speechless for a moment. Indeed, in most cases, they did not need the other party to provide this information, but...

"Even if I tell you my judgment - in fact, I reminded you to be more vigilant that day - my judgment is not a prophecy. Even if you know that you will deal with creatures like werewolves, you don't know the number of them, let alone Besides, there are enemies more powerful than werewolves..."

"Of course, you can say that if the risks had been predicted in advance, you might not have taken this job."

"But, everyone, I have given you a remuneration two to three times higher than that of my peers. If it is just to deal with ordinary risks, why do I still need you? Who can't do it?"

Radwan fell silent.

It is their job to earn money and sell their lives, and "the reward comes with the risk" is vividly reflected in this industry.

Since the other party paid enough, he really had nothing to complain about.

"My feelings are the same as yours for the deceased team members," Murphy said. "I will provide adequate compensation. But that alone is not enough. I will make those werewolves pay with their blood."

"What do you want to do?" Radwan asked.

you?

Ah.

Murphy did not answer him, but asked: "You have fought with werewolves, how did it feel?"

"They are very difficult to deal with." Someone said, "They don't seem to be afraid of ordinary bullets. They can recover even if they are injured."

"Damn it, I only had a pistol in my hand at the time. If there was a troll, I would smash their heads into pieces and see if they could recover!"

"Their speed and strength are much higher than ordinary people, and they seem to have natural night vision capabilities. When fighting at night, even with heavy weapons, it is difficult for us to gain an advantage."

Murphy nodded, "What if you can also transform into werewolves? You should know that you are also infected with werewolf disease now, right?"

"Didn't you say that turning into a werewolf would make you lose your mind?" someone asked.

"The loss of reason is due to the influence of the demonized rabies virus. But it can be suppressed by the wolfsbane potion."

"Is there a cure for this virus? I don't want to become a monster." Someone said.

"Even after you transform, you will have strength and speed far beyond ordinary people, and you will still be difficult to kill?"

The other party was silent.

Well, compared to the benefits that transforming into a werewolf can bring, just becoming ugly when fighting does not seem to be a big problem.

"Moreover, we can also adjust everyone's werewolf syndrome and use magic potions so that you can complete the transformation at any time without waiting for the full moon." Murphy said, "Imagine being able to transform into a werewolf at any time and have all the characteristics of a werewolf. Gain without losing your sanity, and at the same time, you can still use your fighting skills."

"Everyone, you are already the strongest mercenaries in the world."

The security personnel who were mercenaries looked at each other and they were convinced.

"What are we going to do?" Radwan asked again.

Murphy smiled, that was the right thing to ask.

"First, let's get rid of those troublesome Aurors."