Werewolf Wizards at Hogwarts

"These are the traces and memories left behind by Voldemort?" Kate was speechless.

Considering Ryan's actions just now, and the reaction of the shadowy figure.

It's like Ryan slapped Voldemort, and then he yelled and ran away.

This is nothing like the terrifying power of the Dark Lord that makes children cry, as legend has it.

Although the sight of Voldemort's groveling before his death, Locket, had already broadened her horizons.

But she never imagined that Voldemort's remnants would reach such a ridiculous level.

"Could Harry Potter have known from this shadow that he actually died here?" Phoebe suggested.

"You've forgotten one thing: Harry Potter needs to recite a prayer to me and perform a magical ritual to absorb it."

"At that time, I could have completely reworked the memories here."

"Moreover, how could something that only left behind remnants of power and chaotic memories possibly remember me—the existence of the Opposite World's master—in its almost non-existent mind?" Ryan stretched out his right index finger and shook it from side to side, indicating that it was absolutely impossible.

"So this is what we came here for today?" Penelope questioned.

Ryan smiled slightly and said, "Of course not, we still have many places to visit today."

"Our next stop is the White House, the permanent office of the presidents of the world's most powerful nation (not considering wizards)!"

Meanwhile, at the Burrow, Harry also ended his day, the strangest and most unusual birthday of his life.

When Sirius brought Regulus back to the Burrow, and Mr. Weasley went for a walk in the garden and fed the chickens, and everyone else was busy, Harry and his friends finally had some private space again.

"Harry, aren't you wondering why Lupin and the others didn't come, but only sent a gift through Sirius?" Ron asked, feigning mystery.

"You know?" Harry turned his head and rolled his eyes in a direction Ron couldn't see.

"It can't be your friend Vienne again, can it?"

"I really doubt that Lavender is your girlfriend, that Campbell is," Draco retorted, no longer tolerating Ron.

"Ron is such a hypocrite and a complete bastard," Ginny chimed in sarcastically.

Ever since Ron started picking on her relationship with Harry, she hasn't missed a single opportunity to attack Ron.

"Of course—hey! You damned Malfoy!"

What are you saying!

"Vienne and I have a purely platonic friendship."

"She likes that old devil Filch." Ron raised his fist and waved it at Draco.

"So you're not denying that Lavender isn't your girlfriend?"

"It just so happens that Pansy and Lavender are acquaintances because of our relationship, and they exchange letters to greet each other on holidays. How about I have Pansy— " Draco deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his sentence.

He kept looking at Ron, seemingly waiting for him to back down.

"Enough, Draco!"

"What can I do to shut you up?" Ron rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Speak plainly, stop trying to hide your true intentions." Draco decided to stop while he was ahead.

Although Ron's tone was still quite aggressive, it was a sign that he was backing down.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it."

"Weren't those Werewolf Wizard like Vienne previously Squib?"

"Under the arrangement of the Ministry of Magic, Lupin, who is also Werewolf Wizard, serves as their professor, while Tonks, as Auror, is responsible for maintaining order and quiet during class."

"After all, there are too many Werewolf Wizards. Besides the Squib, there are also some wizards who were originally Werewolf, but couldn't go to school because of that identity," Ron could only say.

"They go to Hogwarts?"

"You guessed right?"

"What did Ms. Campbell say before that they were studying at the Magical Drama Academy?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"This was a decision recently made by Dumbledore."

"To give a chance to wizards who have never been to Hogwarts."

"After all, Hogwarts has gathered professors from four schools right now because of the Triwizard Tournament, which is perfect," Ron said in an almost worshipful tone.

"Dumbledore," Harry couldn't help but exclaim.

Ginny, who was standing to the side, nodded.

"Wait, where do those guys live?"

"It's not our dorm room, is it?" Draco said, displeased.

"They live in magic tents."

"It's summer now, who wants to live in a stuffy castle?" Ron replied irritably.

"That's not necessarily true. We Slytherin live at the bottom of the Black Lake. It's not very warm in winter, but it's very cool in summer." Draco's voice trailed off as the others stared at him.

They all seemed somewhat annoyed by Draco's nitpicking.

A few minutes later, as the group prepared to move to another place to talk, Harry's expression suddenly changed.

"However, something bad has happened."

"I almost forgot," Harry suddenly sighed again.

"What is it?" Ron asked incredulously.

Harry has been with him all the time, how could he not know if something bad happened?

No, he's been spending a lot of time with Fred and George lately.

It might have happened during this period.

Then, Ron's expression changed again in the next second.

He squinted, giving a scrutinizing look.

"No, don't look at me like that, Ron."

"I'm pretty sure it's not what you think." Harry said irritably, pushing Ron's head away from his face.

"Stay away from my boyfriend!" Ginny quickly stepped between Ron and Harry.

He gave Ron a look of disgust.

"What is that?" Draco asked, suppressing a laugh, after watching the show.

"It's Neville's birthday present."

"I completely forgot."

"What's worse is that there must have been some of his gifts in the pile of presents at the foot of my bed this morning," Harry said, covering his face.

"When is his birthday?" Ron asked his roommate about his birthday in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Hey! Don't blame me."

"Neville's presence in our dorm room wasn't very strong to begin with."

"He has never mentioned his birthday."

"Just like Anthony, Terry, Michael, and Ryan."

Not everyone likes receiving birthday gifts.

"Every gift you receive means you have to remember one more person's birthday, and that's an extra expense," Ron said to Ginny was looking at him with even more disdain.

"It's different. Neville gave me a gift."

"But I didn't give it to him," Harry said, head down.

"Wait, did he tell you his birthday?"

"No matter how unpopular a person is, even if he is Voldemort, if he tells you his birthday..."

You absolutely must give him a gift on his birthday.

"Even a Bronze Knut would be fine," Ron advised.

"This is not what I thought at first."

"If Neville didn't tell you his birthday."

"It's no big deal if you don't return the gift," Ron said in a more relaxed tone, seemingly realizing his tone had been too serious.

He mentioned it once.

"While you were all unaware."

"When I spoke to him alone, he mentioned that he was born a day earlier than me." Harry couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

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