Chapter 599：

Mr. Weasley looked at his proud son, and he was confused.

Are you really selfish?

Should you join the twenty-eight new sacred tribes?

This question kept lingering in Mr. Weasley's mind, and he kept recalling Percy's words.

Watching the strange houses being rebuilt after the burrow was destroyed.

I have always disdained being associated with that group of purebloods, which brings me to the embarrassment of being an ancient pureblood and unable to afford a single galleung at home.

It’s my son who goes to school, but he has to use an old wand.

It’s my daughter who has to buy second-hand books when she goes to school.

He entered the new Burrow, where Mrs. Weasley was cooking.

The children are away from home, and occasionally the twins come back. Christmas is the busiest time at the Burrow.

The world of a husband and wife is sometimes not so good.

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Chapter 615: The prosperous age of werewolves, the twilight wolf

A large number of reporters poured into the Ministry of Magic, and the constant flashlights illuminated Old Barty's face.

"Minister Crouch, is the result of this parliament as you expected?"

"A senior official's family received a warning from the Malfoy family. Does this mean that this is someone's interference in the Ministry of Magic?"

"In view of the personnel changes caused by the last education reform, will the parliament be different this time?"

Reporters swarmed in, scrambling to cover the highlight of the event.

Everyone knows that Old Barty has repeatedly held plenary meetings for the equality of werewolves, but failed every time.

The parliamentary time this time was much shorter than in the past, which made reporters sensitive to news feel something was wrong.

They all hope that Old Batty can give a positive response.

Old Batty stopped and faced the reporter's flashlight. His gray temples stood out at the moment.

With a solemn face, he made reporters shut up just by standing there.

"Pierce, bring that thing over here."

Old Batty spoke to Pierce behind him.

Pierce nodded, but his expression could not hide his excitement.

He carefully presented the document signed by all fifty officials.

The reporters held their breath. Their sense of smell as reporters told them that it was an extremely important and explosive document.

Their eyes stared as if they were about to turn into an abyss.

Old Batty took the file and opened it. He cleared his throat and raised his head to face all the reporters.

"After discussion at the second meeting of the Ministry of Magic in 1998, the category of werewolves was rewritten, removed from humanoid magical creatures, and changed to..."

The reporter's eyes widened, and Old Batty slowly said: "Human beings."

"Restore the equal rights of werewolves and wizards. All registered werewolves will be recognized by the magic society, and a new round of discussion will be held on werewolf discrimination."

"This document is signed by the Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch, and all fifty officials of the Ministry of Magic Council."

"Effective immediately."

As Old Barty finished speaking, you could hear needles dropping in the lively hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Ministry of Magic employees, reporters, wizards who come to do business...

They stared wide-eyed, receiving this subversive information.

Among the many people, Old Jack's children Zuo Fei and Chu Dai were trembling.

"Did you see it, Grandpa?"

Zuo Fei's eyes were red, and he murmured to himself: "We... are human beings."

Chu Dai wanted to comfort his brother, but his hands were trembling and he gently placed them on Zuo Fei's shoulders.

They have waited too long for this day.

How many years of discrimination can it take for this day?

If they had not met that silver mask and not stood with that person.

Even until they die, it is impossible.

At this moment, no werewolf can remain calm.

Zoffie just wanted to go back, go to Silver Cross Hospital, and tell old Jack.

They did it.

It allows children to go out without fear of being taken away, and to leave Knockturn Alley to work without being treated as a monster.

They want to go back and tell old Jack.

Their king led the werewolves to see the light.

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Silver Cross Hospital.

Since Old Jack was kidnapped, his health has been getting worse day by day.

He is originally Twilight Wolf, raising children in this human world.

He has never made the right choice several times in his life.

When he was young, he was a wizard in a Muggle family.

At that time, he had a childhood sweetheart girl, and a family that, although not rich, could fill their stomachs.

Before he was eleven, he was bitten.

He turned into a werewolf and lost the qualification to go to Hogwarts.

On a full moon night, he hurt his family and turned the boy in the girl's mind into a monster.

He chose to escape and ran all the way from the village, crossing mountains and streams, heading to a place where there was no one.

His departure left his mother depressed and his father drank all day long and drowned in a stream one day.

The girl could not find the boy. In a war, she died under the torture of soldiers.

By the time Old Jack went back, the village was no longer there.

The death-filled home made old Jack beat his heart out and beat the ground. He later stayed away from it all, met Fenrir Greyback, and lived in that hell-like werewolf community.

Using his remaining conscience, he became the guardian of the children at the cost of being almost killed by Greyback.

After Fenrir Greyback was sent to Azkaban, he made a choice that exhausted all his luck in his life.

He went to look for the person who was more evil than the wolf. He thought that no matter how bad he was, he couldn't be worse than Greyback.

But he was wrong. What he found was a villain, but also a king who made people follow him.

The protection of Silver Hand keeps the werewolf safe, and the raised flag is arranged by Old Jack himself every day.

The werewolf community has been established, the treatment in Knockturn Alley has been improved, and the werewolf school is under construction.

For the first time, he saw hope in the werewolf.

If there is anyone in the world who is most willing to die for John Wick, then Old Jack must be one of them.

The pain caused by the kidnapping has been healed, and what he has experienced is the end of life that no one can escape.

In his last moments, Old Jack was confessing.

He repented of his greed. His eyes were clearly blurry, but he felt as if his children were all there.

"If there is a God, please forgive me. My greedy prayer can make my children become real wizards."

"If there is a God, please blame me, put all the blame on me, and let me spend a thousand years in hell."

"That king, I can't continue to follow you. I will still pray for you in **** until the fire of **** burns out my body, my soul, and my consciousness."

"King, king--"

Old Jack closed his eyes, his ears had lost their hearing.

His eyes were left in darkness.

In a daze, he heard cheers.

He heard Tyro crying.

Someone called his name.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he no longer had the ability.

The Twilight Wolf is over.

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"grandfather!"

Zuo Fei and Chu Dai rushed into Silver Cross Hospital desperately.

They want to tell old Jack the good news.

What the old man wanted to see most, they did.

Zuo Fei's physical condition was better than that of the first time, and he ran into the ward.

With a smile on his face, he shouted loudly: "Werewolves and werewolves are equal, Grandpa!"

His smile froze when he saw the old man lying down.

The smile gradually disappeared, and all that was left was a roar in his head.

He heard Tyro crying out of breath, and heard the therapist saying something in his ear.

It was as if the strength had been drained from Zuo Fei's body.

The deputy director of the Werewolf Affairs Office, who was supposed to be high-spirited, burst into tears.

Wear it for the first time.

He was Old Jack's eldest child. Seeing this scene, he fell silent.

"You guys go out first."

After saying something to the therapist, Chudai walked into the ward.

Old Jack has aged rapidly during this period. His hair has turned white and his body is like a dead tree.

Chu Dai knelt beside the bed, reached out and held Old Jack's hand, with tears in his eyes, and said softly: "We succeeded, your wish came true."

"Werewolves are no longer magical creatures, and we can walk in this country openly."

Old Jack's hand gradually lost its warmth.

But the moment he heard the news, a smile appeared on Old Jack's face.

Chu Dai murmured: "Great, you heard it."

He couldn't bear it anymore and cried together with his brothers and sisters.

These are tears of joy, tears of sadness, and tears of relief that a wish has come true.

The dusk wolf is gone, and his children, who continue to take over his place, will unswervingly follow in the king's footsteps.

…

Old Jack passed away.

This news almost reached John at the same time as the equality of werewolves.

John's heart twitched hard, and it took him a long time before he turned his attention away from the letter.