Chapter 366 Don’t Play Games in Class

"Hormones?"

Harry had heard this term from TV. In his mind, hormones were always associated with sex, so Harry immediately blushed.

Wade thoughtfully said: "No wonder..."

Seeing that the other two people didn't quite understand, he explained: "In Muggle research, hormones are called the source of human life. Human physiology and psychology - growth, development, health, emotions, desires, everything. It’s about hormones.”

"It is said that supplementing hormones can delay aging, extend life span, and maintain vitality and youth. When hormone secretion decreases, organs will decline and age, leading to depression and depression. Therefore, Muggles have paid more and more attention to the research on hormones in recent years."

"And just a small change in the concentration of hormones can have a huge impact, even completely changing the physiological and psychological state."

Harry seemed to understand: "So...those people injected Remus with some kind of 'wolf hormone' to force him to become a werewolf?"

Vader nodded slightly: "I think their research on werewolves must be very in-depth, so they can extract the corresponding hormone substances from the werewolves' bodies."

Human experimentation is naturally a very cruel topic, but fortunately Harry's experience is not enough for him to have rich enough associations.

But Lu Ping's hand on the quilt trembled slightly and he clenched it involuntarily.

"I have a werewolf friend." He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Someone paid him to participate in an experiment... He has been missing for several months."

Harry froze.

Vader raised his eyes and looked at Lupin, but said nothing.

He knew that Lupine was talking about Will, and Vader had no intention of telling the truth.

Lupine came out of the most difficult days, not enjoying it blindly, but trying his best to help people who were in the same situation as him.

But the people he helped and whom he regarded as friends did not thank him. Instead, they resented and resented him for not sinking in the quagmire like them - this kind of thing is disgusting just to hear.

In contrast, Vader felt that it was better to let Lupine think that Will was still the same Will he knew, but that he was unfortunately killed.

…

Back in the dormitory, Wade pondered for a long time before opening the friend account.

He contacted Claire.

[Wener: Are you there? 】

Vader had seen Claire's photos in the hands of several vampires before, and thought that maybe she would lose contact. Unexpectedly, Claire responded quickly after the message was sent.

[Claire: Yes, yes. Mr. Weiner, do you have anything to say to me? 】

[Weinard: We found no abnormalities in the blood samples you sent before, but now we have new research ideas. I hope you can send me another sample, preferably freshly transformed blood. 】

Claire responded positively:

[Claire: I understand. After the next full moon, I will send you the collected blood. 】

Vader put down his quill, took out a bag of gold galleons from the closet space, and looked at Ava on the shelf next to him.

This girl flew over from Gray's house yesterday and brought Wade a scarf that his mother had knitted herself.

"Ava." Wade said, "Give this bag of money to Claire, and help me check on her condition and see if there are any strange werewolves or vampires around her."

Wade said as he put a jewel-like decoration around the owl's neck.

This is his latest flow mirror, which is about the size of a fingernail and can be easily hidden in a transparent gemstone shell.

Ava stretched out her paws, grabbed the money bag, and cooed seriously.

"Be careful. If she is controlled by someone, fly back immediately."

Wade said, feeding it a few sticks of dried meat, and then saw the owl girl flying out of the window and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

He closed the window, moved the wand to the side, and a full-length mirror quickly unfolded, like a TV standing on the wall.

"Phil." Wade said softly.

With a "pop", the house elf holding a rag appeared in the room and whispered: "If Wade Gray has anything to do, just ask him. Phil is happy to help Wade Gray."

"When I go to class tomorrow, can you help me look in this mirror?" Wade asked.

"Okay..." Phil paused and asked, "Are you just watching?"

Wade said: "If a young girl appears inside, it's best to notify me immediately; if I can't come over, I hope you can help record everything that happens next."

Ordinary sub-mirrors do not have a recording function, but this is naturally not a problem for Vader.

"Okay." Phil said softly, "Phil will definitely complete it seriously."

Wade was relieved.

In fact, all house elves are very conscientious, but Phil is the most attentive one among them.

The next day there is Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Abigail no longer duels one-on-one with students this semester.

She learned a game called "Maifa" from a Russian wizard friend and happily used the game instead of teaching.

Euphemistically called——

"Real combat doesn't require fancy skills. You just need to react faster than others, and then use the method you are most familiar with to end the battle!"

As soon as class started, Professor Abigail began to issue ID badges to students——

The Auror with the strongest ability but the smallest number.

Ordinary villagers who have no magical abilities and can only hide and run away.

A civilian wizard with a certain ability to fight back.

A contagious werewolf that will attack anyone.

Each of the four identities has its own abilities, stances and scope of activities, and they have to perform according to their own identities, and then it is a real version of werewolf killing.

The students chased, attacked, and counterattacked each other, and the fights were so lively that every Defense Against the Dark Arts class was like a small-scale encounter.

The first time Vader participated in this kind of game, he was an [Auror]. He killed all the werewolves in a few minutes, and then he could only get the [Villager] identity card.

But generally speaking, when Wade stayed near the professor to practice magic or read a book, no werewolves came to attack this "ordinary villager".

In today's class, Professor Abigail did not pay attention to the students' games, but came to Wade's side.

"Gray, can your golem pet be made to look like a magical creature?" Professor Abigail asked.

"It's okay, but it only has a similar appearance. Golems don't have the abilities of magical creatures." Wade said.

"That's okay, I might need a few red hats, hinkpunks, grindylows... preferably vampires and werewolves, life-size ones, and the school will buy them at market prices."

Professor Abigail said, but she didn't look happy.

"What happened?" Wade asked.

"well--"

Professor Abigail sighed and complained: "Professor McGonagall asked me not to just lead the students to play games. She asked me to teach more things for the OWLs exam. According to the progress, it is time for you to learn these magical creatures... …”