The Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

"I don't need you to work for me.

Here's some money, an upfront payment for hiring you. You can clean yourself up first, and then we'll take you to see the so-called evidence. "

Rey walked up to the scruffy Philip Ogster, took out a stack of pounds from himself, crouched down and delivered it to him.

"Haha." Feeling that he was looked down upon, Philip snorted in disbelief.

"I don't mean to look down on you, but you are really stinky now. Do you like your current state?"

Without any cover up, Rey said his thoughts directly and asked back.

At this time, Philip was even more stinky than the dungeon. He didn't take a bath for a long time, and his long hair was twisted together, and lice came out from time to time.

The stench from the body is fine, not to mention, as soon as it is said, it makes people want to vomit after paying more attention.

Rey's words were straightforward, something stinky Philip didn't expect. What's more, what he didn't expect was that the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of him turned out to be the principal.

A child whose hair has not grown evenly, said to himself that there are many dark creatures in the world, and he wants to form a witch hunt team.

Although he had suspected the existence of vampires, his wife may have been killed by vampires. But after searching for so long, he has never seen a real vampire, let alone a trace of the existence of a vampire.

But whether he believed it or not, Rey's teenage utterances weren't very believable.

Therefore, Philip felt that Rey was a whimsical rich young master who was ready to play vampire games, and Philip had no time to play with him.

Seeing that Philip Orgst didn't take the money, Rey put the money directly on him, then stood up and said, "You stink, don't believe it, you can smell your creak.

Your readiness to do nothing stinks. Might as well take the time to look at the evidence. In short, you have nothing to lose. "

Although Rey said that the other party was very stinky, he didn't actually pinch his nose, and he didn't mean to dislike it at all. He was just talking about this indisputable fact.

Philip Ogster seems to have discovered this, too.

Smells, it's a fact. Rey didn't mean to disrespect him. After being able to hear this, he will be angry and take it for granted, and there is no reason to refute it.

This young man seems to be more than just rich.

"Take Mr. Philip Orgst for a bath and a haircut. Otherwise, when he finds out that vampires are real things, he'll be eager to get into work."

Without waiting for Philip Orgst to react, Ray walked out of the alley on his own after saying this.

"Do I really stink?"

Looking up at the bald Willie Bruce, Philip asked suspiciously. At the same time, he lifted his creaking nest and really leaned in to smell it.

"vomit!......."

Philip Ogster's retching voice sounded in the alley: "I didn't expect it, it really stinks."

A person who is used to being clean and tidy will think that he has gradually adapted after being sloppy for a period of time, but in fact this is not the case at all.

The most stinky place for a person is in the creek nest. That kind of body odor is many times stronger than the odor emitted by the body. People who have smelled it at least will never want to smell it again. Even someone who has always been neat and tidy, not to mention Philip Orgust who has been sloppy for so long.

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Philip Orgust didn't become a wanderer because of mental problems.

He spent all his savings in the process of tracking down his murderer,

However, the legendary vampire has still not been found.

Wandering is just his most helpless way of tracing. Perhaps, homeless people are easily targeted by those so-called vampires.

However, the vampire was not found, and he was unconcerned, but he didn't expect that he would really adapt to become a homeless in the end.

After wandering for more than a year, at first he just thought that the murderer of his wife was a perverted killer who imitated a vampire. At this moment, two people suddenly appeared and wanted to hire themselves.

Hehe, this is really... a little unexpected.

Even the dark creatures like devils have never been seen, and some people find themselves to hunt demons.

Is this life playing with himself, or is this rich young master playing with himself.

Rey walked out of the alley, opened the door, got into the co-pilot, and began to close his eyes.

After a while, Willie Bruce came out with a filthy Philip Oglester.

The two got in the car and walked all the way. During this period, the windows of the car were fully open, because this guy Philip really stinks.

Get a haircut, take a shower, and when Philip finishes cleaning up, he walks out, and his whole person changes accordingly.

He is 1.85 meters tall, with strong muscles, wearing simple black long sleeves and a pair of black imitation military shoes.

Indeed, he is indeed a former Marine Corps member. I believe that one person can pick several ordinary people.

"Where are you going next?"

After Philip Orgus got into the car, Willie Bruce, the driver, tilted his head and asked Rey.

"No. 138, Privet Drive. Since it's a witch hunt team, you have to meet the real dark creatures." Rey said an address. This is the address of the fallen werewolf, Martin Stamp.

"How many people are there in the witch hunt team?"

Philip, who had been silent since getting in the car, finally spoke. Seeing that Rey and the bald Willie Bruce didn't mean to joke at all, and Rey didn't look like a stupid second world lord.

What's more, the temperament shown by Rey seems to be more calm than him. So, at this moment, he couldn't help but believe the words of Rey and Willie Bruce.

"So far, it's just you and Bruce."

"You don't count?"

"I still need school. You can't expect a student who still needs school to be part of a witch hunt."

"You don't look like a child." Philip said emotionally.

"I feel the same way about this." Willie Bruce added with a smile, he also thought so. Rey could only respond with a wry smile.

Privet Road is a little far from where it is now, and when it arrived, it was just dark.

The three got out of the car and walked to a small villa, where Rey knocked on the door.

Martin Stamp was in the house, and soon he opened the door.

An ordinary man who didn't look as tall as Willie Bruce or as strong as Philip Orgus. A weak office worker, twenty-seven or eight-year-old, was stunned when he saw Rey when he opened the door.

He just came home from get off work today, and he didn't expect that the person who came to visit was Rey.

After being stunned, he immediately warmly invited the three of Rey into the room.

"Sit down, Martin."

After Rey spoke, Martin dared to sit down.

Such a restrained person seems to have a deep fear of Rey, which Willie Bruce and Philip Orgst do not understand.

Martin Stamp is a werewolf, and a werewolf worships power and reveres power.

His power is like a child in front of Rey, the black dragon, which is the innate fear of the werewolf to the strong. What's more, he also swore a blood oath that Rey was his lifelong master.

"Do you live alone?" Ray asked after looking at the room.

"Yes Master."

The word master sounds a bit like a common word in slave society, which surprised Willie Bruce. Unexpectedly, this young man in his twenties would call Rey his master. This led them to more speculation about Rey's identity, even if it was

Willie Bruce, at this time, also thinks that there are too many things about Rey that he doesn't know.

"Don't call me master, I've already said that."

"Okay." Martin Stamp nodded cautiously.

"There is something I may need your help with." After a simple greeting, Rey said his original intention here. He wants Martin Stamp to transform into a werewolf in front of Willie Bruce and Philip Orgst.