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Hogwarts: Wolfman at My Door
Chapter 133

Lighting Up Murder House

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Since the system didn't react after he killed Raphael in the School of Good and Evil world, and didn't create an echo by killing and stealing souls, he thought that the system would ignore people outside the Harry world when it came to creating echoes.

Fortunately, Michael's friend request confirmed that Basil's guess was inaccurate.

So, is Raphael not a high-ranking character, or is the system discriminating against him?

Never mind that, the most important thing right now is to get along well with Michael.

Even if your favorability rating reaches gold and you obtain his knight card, he still retains the valuable identity of a high-quality emotional energy source item.

Meanwhile, Michael, encouraged by Basil, finally smiled.

He looked up and asked cautiously, "Can I call you Dad?"

"Of course, my good son." Basil stroked Michael's head, and Michael rubbed against him in response, like an enthusiastic golden retriever.

Wow, is this kid so easy to fool?

Just by saying "good son," his favorability rating is almost at gold.

"Hey, hey," Ben said, a little jealous, "Even if Tate is shirking responsibility, I should be the one in line."

Michael nodded, his smile bright and cheerful. "Yes, Grandfather."

It was as if he had been shot in the chest, clutching his chest and disappearing from the spot, followed by the undisguised sound of him going upstairs.

"Did my grandfather abandon me too?" Michael's smile faded again.

"No!" Ben's exasperated voice came from the air as he reappeared.

He was still on the sofa; he hadn't left at all.

"You're still here." Basil was shocked. He couldn't believe that someone would stay after being so insulted.

Wow! Does that mean he can even withstand the legendary ultimate insult?

Ben suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, but he still forced himself to say, "Of course. If I'm not mistaken, you're not planning to stay here for too long, are you?"

"You weren't planning to take this child with you."

Michael quickly grabbed Basil's hand, "Please don't go, don't leave me."

In his mind, Basil thought with disgust, "This is way too gay!"

But seeing the benefits, Basil remained calm, saying, "What left was only my physical form in the real world; to be precise, I myself have always existed here."

[Expansion Module] Launch!

[Building [Mouth of Hell - Murder House] Found. Activate it for 100,000 gems?]

Damn it! 100,000?

Is it because it's anchored in another world?

Oh well, you can't have everything.

Moreover, the variables in this world have not yet been settled.

Basil comforted himself with this thought.

Then, he said to the system, "Yes!"

In an instant, centered on him, the Victoria- style house inhabited by hundreds of ghosts appeared in the mist in his mind.

It is quite unique that it is not connected to other buildings— Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, London—by train tracks or other visible roads.

"It's true," Michael seemed to sense something. "I can feel your presence, Dad. This house is like you. You are everywhere."

"A keen intuition." Basil nodded. "From now on, as long as you don't leave this room, you won't be controlled by the urge to kill, and you can truly live in this world as a human being."

Ben frowned. "Could he really be some kind of demon?"

Ben, a psychologist, has always believed that his and his father Tate's psychological problems were caused by congenital genetic defects.

As for Michael growing ten years older overnight, it's because he is the son of a ghost and a human.

That's right, even as a ghost, he didn't believe in God or the existence of hell.

But now.

Basil patted Michael's head. "That's right, demons exist. But they're not little red-skinned people with horns and tails. They can be handsome and charming because they are Fallen Angel, God's former favorites."

"That's why this house, this demon, chose handsome Tate and his son as vessels."

"Instead of choosing Tate's brother, Bolegard, who also has evil genes and is ugly and deformed."

"You agree, madam. As the one who gave birth to him, you should have a deep understanding." Basil looked behind Ben.

He was speaking to Vivian, who was holding a baby in her arms— Michael's brother, who had died at birth.

Now, the ghosts in this house can no longer hide themselves from him.

In fact, he could also see other ghosts watching the spectacle.

Elizabeth, yearning for fame, secretly returns to see her grandson Constance and her brother Violet.

Because the Murder House is now also a part of his body.

Vivian had no choice but to reveal herself with her child.

Michael looked at his mother like a big dog looking at its owner.

"Vivian!" Ben turned around in surprise. Then his body stiffened as he saw the child.

Vivian ignored Ben.

That's true, who would care about a man who keeps the window open all day, crying and masturbating at the same time?

Yes, he also had an affair with a student who was the same age as his daughter.

She looked at Basil and warned him, "He's not that simple. It's not just that he took my life the moment he was born."

"It's not just because he likes to express love by killing and using the corpses of the victims as gifts."

"I saw a Seven-Headed Beast rising from the sea. All living things on earth worshiped him."

Ben was surprised. "You mean he's Satan?"

Vivian still ignored him. "Everything about Michael is abnormal."

"His birth, his appearance."

"I think you can feel it deeply. You are so handsome, something that ordinary people can't achieve."

Basil, who had been called upon, coughed. Ben glared at him resentfully.

Vivian continued, "At first I distanced myself from him because everything was too painful."

"I cannot face my living son, Tate, as the dead, but as my own biological son."

"But then, something strange happened."

"Ever since he grew ten years older overnight."

"Every day a flock of crows would fly around the house, and the room was unbearably hot—even in winter when others needed to wear winter coats."

"All of this is suggesting something."

Basil nodded. "You're right. But he's both a demon and a human."

"There is no 666 mark behind his ear yet, so he is not beyond redemption."

"Even if he does, he can only be kind to me."

"Don't be so superstitious, ma'am."

"You must believe in the potential of humanity. It cannot be controlled by demons."

"Just like how Tate almost turned over a new leaf after meeting Violet before he could shiver down your spine."

Michael nodded. "Yes, I'll be a good person. I'll make you accept me. My grandmother will see me. And my father."

Of course, this time he was referring to Tate, not the other two cheap fathers in the living room.

Basil looked at Michael again with pity. Why wasn't he the daughter of Satan?

He's perfect in every way, except his gender is wrong.

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