The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

He took a comfortable hot shower, changed into clean clothes, and cleaned the wizard's robe and hung it in front of the window to bask in the sun.

Soon, old Tom, the owner of the bar, brought a hot meal.

A large portion of fragrant roast suckling pig, a small plate of marinated eel, a small plate of fruit salad, and a glass of butterbeer.

Anton raised his index and middle fingers and gestured with a double, "Two copies, sir."

Old Tom looked at his stomach curiously, "Maybe you can't eat that much."

An Dong laughed and patted the box next to him, "I have a sick uncle to eat too."

"???" Old Tom walked away with a strange expression.

He has been running a tavern for most of his life, he has never seen anything, hey, I have never seen such a thing.

Putting a sick uncle in a box and walking around, what kind of weird behavior is this?

When he brought the food again, he was surprised to find that it was really like this, and...

"Lupin?!!!"

Lupin raised his head and smiled with a pale face full of cold sweat, "Old Tom, long time no see."

Old Tom didn't have any joy of reuniting after a long absence. He stared at Lupin coldly, and then Anton, "Others don't know, but I know Lupin, we don't welcome werewolves here!"

Lupin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I'll leave now, let him stay, I'm not familiar with him."

Old Tom hesitated for a moment, staring at Anton suspiciously.

An Dong smiled and waved, "No need, I'll go with him."

"No, I can't take care of you in my current state!" Lupin was anxious, he stared at Anton and said seriously, "Son, listen, I'm a werewolf, and I can't keep you by my side all the time. It's too dangerous for you."

Anton shrugged, "Then you stand up and take two steps?"

Lupin struggled for a moment, snapped, and fell back on the bed.

The result was obvious, and Anton didn't expect that the Cruciatus Curse would do so much damage to Lupin, or that, as one of the three Unforgivable Curses, it had this effect on most people?

Anton probably remembers Neville, who was marketed as a 'Gryffindor Juggernaut'. His parents were both Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and members of the Order of the Phoenix. With such strength, he was tortured by Voldemort's subordinate Bella with the Cruciatus Curse. He became a lunatic, and has been confined to St. Mungo's Hospital for more than ten years and has not recovered.

Lupin was obviously seriously injured, but old Tom insisted, "You can't stay here!"

"I will leave." Lupin looked lonely.

Anton looked at Old Tom with a smile, "Before I leave, maybe I can enjoy this lunch? I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

After speaking, without waiting for Old Tom to agree, he rubbed his hands, sat down and ate with relish.

Old Tom looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and finally smiled at Anton, "Let's eat." After speaking, he turned and left.

The taste of roast suckling pig is very good!

The pig's skin was roasted to an extremely crispy level, and underneath it was a layer of oil that was about to rot. In one bite, the fat and thin pork belly burst into a rich sauce.

Anton's eyes lit up, who had no hope for British food.

"good to eat!"

Oh my god, he hasn't smelled meat for two months!

Anton excitedly took the plate and put Lupin's portion on the bed, "You can sit up and eat a little, at least to regain some strength."

Lupin lowered his head and said nothing, the messy ends of his hair covered his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Discrimination is everywhere in this world." Anton enlightened with a smile, and Lupin raised his head in astonishment.

"In wizards, pure-bloods discriminate against mixed-bloods, half-bloods discriminate against mudbloods, and mudbloods discriminate against Muggles who can't magic. Those who come from a wizarding school discriminate against strays. To expand a little, they are also intelligent creatures, and human beings discriminate against them. All other sentient beings, goblins, house-elves, werewolves, vampires, centaurs, veelas..."

Anton took a big sip of butter beer, "Even pure-blooded families have the existence of superiority and discrimination."

He chuckled, "Discrimination is everywhere, everyone is at a certain link in the chain of discrimination, unless your strength reaches Dumbledore's level, there is no way you can avoid it."

Lupin raised his head and looked at Anton, who was chatting, with a hint of emotion on his face.

He has never heard such an argument. He is usually a good friend, and most of them encourage him to show his excellent self, so that everyone can recognize him.

"Don't expect others to agree with you." Anton waved his arms, and his small body seemed to live with a powerful master of the keyboard, "You should be clearly aware of this kind of discrimination, recognize this status quo, and find a life that suits you. the way!"

"The way to survive?" Lupin murmured.

"Yes!" Anton grabbed a pig's trotter and took a bite. "Your spell looks very powerful, maybe you can be a professor."

Lupin smiled, with such a bitter smile, "Who wants to let a werewolf be a teacher?"

wow~

A dirty cloth bag overturned, and Jin Galleon tumbled out, forming a hill on the bed.

An Dong pointed at himself with a smile, "Me!"

"My teacher is gone!" Anton looked sad ~www.wuxiahere.com~ He was killed by you and died miserably. I don't have a teacher now, no one teaches me magic, and even surviving is difficult. "

"You have to compensate me and teach me to learn magic spells! Of course, I will give you tuition!"

Anton looked at him seriously, "I will never find someone more suitable than you."

Lupin's mouth twitched, he wanted to say, you killed your teacher!

wow~

Anton's clean left hand grabbed a handful of golden gallons and placed it on Lupin's hand.

"Then we have a happy agreement like this!"

Lupin wanted to refuse, but the color of the gold was too dazzling, and he really needed money in despair. Tangled and tangled, in the end, there was only a sigh of frustration under the oppression of life. He had to look at Anton seriously, "Every night of the full moon, you have to stay away from me!"

Anton finished this sumptuous lunch in three strokes, five out two, and he walked to the busy traffic outside the window and tapped the window lightly with his fingers.

"Maybe we should go to the Muggle world to live, whether it is magical medicine or Jin Galleon, it will be a very important material in the future."

"What do you think, Mr. Lupin, I must refer to your opinion."

He turned his head and looked serious, but saw Lupin shaking his fork, struggling to pick up a piece of meat, but couldn't get it in.

"???"

Anton stepped forward quickly, stared at Lupin closely, with a serious face, "The Cruciatus Curse does so much damage to you?"

Lupin raised his head, trying hard to show a smile.

"nothing."

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Walter?!!!" Anton was stunned.