The four Magic Golems stood in perfect alignment, their bodies swaying slightly, occasionally opening their mouths to let out low growls.
They had grayish-yellow or dark brown fur and beards, sharp teeth, and looked human-like, yet with a touch of bestial features.
Abigail's eyes shone as she looked at the four Magic Golems. She reached out to touch the yellow-haired one on the left, but it suddenly opened its mouth and bit down hard.
*CRUNCH!*
Fortunately, Abigail retracted her hand quickly enough to avoid being bitten.
"Don't worry, its teeth aren't contaminated with lycanthropic toxins," Wade said from beside her. "And they only look fierce; they won't actually bite off a person's hand. At most, they'll leave a few pinprick-like wounds."
"In that case, won't they be less intimidating?" Professor Abigail asked, teasing the Magic Golems. "Look, students might be startled at first, but once they realize these Magic Golem Werewolves won't cause much harm, they'll become unruly!"
"That won't happen," Wade affirmed. "Because I've injected nettle sap into their teeth."
"Nettle sap?" Professor Abigail paused, then burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, Wade, you really are mischievous!"
Wade shrugged. "I can't actually have my classmates bitten to pieces, can I? It'll just hurt for a bit, which is a very mild consequence compared to encountering a real Werewolf."
Nettle sap contains various irritants, and even mere skin contact can cause intense pain.
The sap Wade injected into the Werewolf Magic Golems' teeth was simply refined by him, making the pain more severe, but also easier to alleviate. A little Dittany salve was all that was needed.
Therefore, he had another small design here—all the Werewolf Magic Golems had small bottles hanging from their waists, containing Dittany salve. This echoed the saying, "Where there is poison, there must be an antidote within seven steps."
Professor Abigail excitedly circled around, looking at each Werewolf, then asked, "Can they transform?"
"Of course."
Wade clapped his hands, and the Werewolf Magic Golems suddenly adopted a moon-gazing posture, their bodies trembling slightly, heads elongating, noses protruding, grayish-black fur sprouting, teeth becoming even sharper, and their backs bending forward…
Amidst this terrifying spectacle, Wade explained, "The transformation lasts about ten seconds. This is to give everyone a chance to escape or organize a counterattack."
Professor Abigail's Wand was already halfway drawn. She stared a little nervously at the changing "Werewolves," nodding her head and saying, "Oh—good—that's certainly necessary."
Accompanied by a few long howls, the Werewolf Magic Golems completed their transformations. They were massive, their four legs more slender than those of ordinary wolves. Standing on the ground, they were only a head shorter than Wade, and transparent drool was dripping between their sharp teeth.
The fur on the Werewolves was not as dense and smooth as that of ordinary wolves; it was much sparser. This, paradoxically, gave the monsters a terrifying, humanoid appearance.
Professor Abigail gave Wade a deep look.
In books about Fantastic Beasts, Werewolves were mostly depicted in hand-drawn, black-and-white illustrations, allowing for clear identification of their features, but far from realistic.
Abigail naturally knew what a Werewolf looked like. She had seen Werewolves transform more than once, and had even personally cast Spells to save several recruits who almost failed their transformations.
At the same time, the fact that Wade could create such realistic Werewolf Magic Golems indicated that he must have spent time living with real Werewolves—Werewolves transformed during a full moon—to clearly understand all the details of their transformation.
It must be Remus Lupin, right?
Rumor has it that during the holidays, Wade Gray and Harry Potter stayed at that person's house for a while.
Thinking of The Organization's previous schemes, Abigail unnaturally averted her gaze, feeling a bit uneasy.
Several Werewolf Magic Golems demonstrated pouncing, tearing, ambushing, and chasing movements in the room, even coordinating attacks with clear roles, appearing very intelligent and agile.
After the performance, they transformed back to their original forms.
Abigail naturally praised them without end.
Subsequently, Wade displayed four Vampire Magic Golems. They looked no different from ordinary humans and could even act.
One very handsome Vampire Magic Golem, whose appearance resembled Cedric, immediately spouted sweet nothings—
"My love for you is eternal, even unto death."
The Vampire Magic Golem held Professor Abigail's hand, saying with deep affection in its eyes:
"You are my life. After meeting you, I never want to leave again. You are so charming, you've made a fool of me."
As it murmured, it leaned closer, seemingly wanting to give the other person a kiss, but then it suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing two long, slender fangs.
Professor Abigail, who had been watching its performance expressionlessly, suddenly threw a punch, followed by an over-the-shoulder throw, sending the Vampire Magic Golem flying.
"Alright, this guy could charm a bunch of silly girls even without doing anything," Professor Abigail said, clapping her hands. "Are the others like this too?"
Wade smirked, "Professor, why don't you try them yourself?"
Professor Abigail, however, didn't intend to let him just watch. She said, "Alright, I'll get to know them one by one later—can these turn into bats?"
Wade said regrettably, "Unfortunately, no—due to material limitations, if they were to transform, they'd only turn into bats as big as cars. So I gave up on transformation and just added the ability to release small bats."
Professor Abigail looked over; the Vampire Magic Golem that had been thrown to the ground had already gotten up. It bowed gracefully and returned to the Magic Golem lineup.
The Vampire Magic Golems clapped their hands, and bats fluttered out, flying directly towards her face. The moment Abigail's attention was drawn, the four Magic Golems suddenly vanished from their spots.
Professor Abigail paused, looked around, and found that some of them had taken the opportunity to hide under the table with their knees tucked, some were behind the curtains, some had climbed onto the top of the cabinet like cats, and one was hanging in the corner of the ceiling, like a giant spider.
Abigail: "…"
"Alright…" she said, suppressing a laugh, "they'd be quite useful in the wild."
"And there are four Trolls as a bonus."
Wade took out a box containing four small green Trolls, angrily fighting each other.
"Because these guys stink so much, I won't let them out. The Shrinking Charm will wear off tomorrow morning, so if you don't have a place to put them for now, remember to reapply the Spell in time—these guys are actually three or four meters tall."
"Alright."
Abigail took the unexpected gift. She watched as one of the Trolls sat heavily on its companion, then hit its head with a wooden club.
Another Troll furiously banged on the box, glaring at Abigail and grunting, as if desperate to get out immediately.
She put down the box and handed Wade a bulging money pouch.
"This is for the Magic Golems. If it's not enough, I'll give you more," Professor Abigail said sincerely.
Wade took it, nearly dropping it from its surprising weight.
He didn't refuse, stuffing it into his bag. "That's plenty. If there are any issues with the Magic Golems later, Professor, you can always find me."
Abigail naturally agreed.
...
After Wade left, Abigail first set an alarm for herself so she wouldn't forget to cast the Shrinking Charm on the Trolls in time. Only then did she notice the Vampire Magic Golems were still hiding.
She clapped her hands and said, "Come back."
The Magic Golems bounced back.
Abigail observed them.
Their characteristics were actually quite distinct—
There was no need to elaborate on the playboy. Another was in the form of a white-haired girl, with skin like ice and bones like jade, appearing very cute and pitiful. Even without speaking, her sparkling eyes could captivate anyone at first glance.
The other two had more ordinary appearances. The one on the left wore a very friendly smile, while the one on the right was like a mushroom, always wanting to hide in dark corners, its presence very faint.
Abigail marveled inwardly.
She didn't understand how Wade had made these Magic Golems seem to truly possess souls, so vivid, and with such distinct personalities.
In contrast, the Magic Golems replicated by The Organization were like imbeciles; some would stumble after a few steps, and some would even aim their cannons at their own base.
The Magic Golems produced by Aslan's Magic Workshop looked very much like real creatures, but after buying a few for comparison, one would find that their behavior was relatively rigid, and they couldn't execute commands that were too complex or beyond their comprehension.
They were merely advanced Wizard's Chess pieces.
So those Magic Golems were pets, but they couldn't serve as "soldiers"—their size limitation was only a small part of the reason. More importantly, they lacked something.
Something... that made them more "intelligent."
Only the Magic Golems personally crafted by Wade were truly unique. They could serve as excellent soldiers while also acting as family, friends, mentors, and butlers.
It was said that among the Magic Golems sold at Aslan's Magic Workshop, a small portion was personally made by the inventor.
But that damned workshop never specified which ones they were, instead hiding them among countless ordinary Magic Golems as an Easter egg, waiting for the moment some lucky person would buy them.
At this moment, Abigail truly understood the leader's command—compared to Wade Gray, the Magic Golem technology itself was completely unimportant.
This boy... this person's mind and his Alchemy were the true priceless treasures.
Abigail highly doubted that even if she sent all these mature Magic Golems back to The Organization, Alchemist wouldn't be able to replicate them.
She didn't understand why the gap between people could be so vast.
...
In reality, Abigail didn't know that when Wade created Magic Golems—or any Alchemy item—it was like assembling building blocks with instructions. If he made a mistake at any step, he would immediately receive a prompt.
Initially, his Alchemy skill was limited, partly due to a lack of proficiency, and partly because Wade couldn't fully comprehend the Magical Power traces and runes he saw, thus preventing him from creating them by the book.
But over three years, Wade's foundation in Alchemy had become incredibly solid. Nowadays, he rarely encountered runes he couldn't understand, which manifested as his Alchemy skill rapidly soaring to a level unimaginable to ordinary Alchemists.
After leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Wade returned to the Room of Requirement, then unfolded the Wardrobe Space.
Upon entering the space, the golden-red Firebird immediately flew over, approaching Wade and making chirping, grumbling, spoiled sounds.
"I know you don't want them to leave, but they were ordered by someone else."
Wade gently stroked its head from a distance; the soft gust of air made Mihail slightly narrow its eyes.
It chirped again, its eyes showing a look of grievance.
"It's lonely, isn't it?" Wade said sympathetically. "It's alright, this place will be lively again."
Mihail accompanied Wade, circling the Wardrobe Space.
Before, this place was bustling, filled with so many Magic Golems that it was dazzling. Wade himself couldn't keep track of how many he had thrown in there.
But those Magic Golems had participated in the battle on the island; even the brooms and dustpans had eagerly rushed out, only to turn into inanimate objects under the strong magnetic field.
Originally, in such a situation, they could be brought "back to life" simply by re-injecting thought into them.
But later, an Obscurus rampaged on the island, and Muggle soldiers even dropped many bombs to deal with it. In the chaos, even reinforced concrete buildings couldn't survive, let alone delicate Magic Golems.
Afterward, Professor Snape sent Wade back to school. When the Ministry of Magic cleared the battlefield, Professor Flitwick helped Wade collect some Magic Golem remnants that were still recognizable.
At that point, repair was impossible; they could only be reduced to basic materials to create new Magic Golems.
Now, although the Wardrobe Space still had buildings and furniture, trees and beaches, and a few Fantastic Beasts, it felt empty.
Wade looked around, thinking of the Pumpkin Carriage that happily rushed over to carry him every time he arrived, the Teapot that always sang with steam, the brooms that swept every corner clean, and the maids who always tended the garden. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
"It'll be fine," he promised Mihail. "Before long, you'll have many companions again. And we can even re-plan this space."
Wade had always envied Scamander's briefcase space, so when his own Wardrobe Space was first built, it was modeled after Scamander's. It incorporated various landscapes, created different climates using Weather Charms, and even housed some magical creatures.
But later, Wade moved most of the magical creatures into the labyrinth, or back to the Forbidden Forest, replacing them with an increasing number of Magic Golems.
After that, he built his resting area, a place for Alchemy and Potions brewing, storage areas…
As various structures filled in, Wade moved some of the unnecessary climate zones to the corners.
Gradually, the Wardrobe Space became a bit of a mishmash, with mixed and disorganized functions.
Looking at this space now, Wade's thoughts became much clearer.
He wasn't Scamander; the space he needed was naturally different from Scamander, whose mission was to protect Fantastic Beasts.
He would transform this space into what he truly needed it to be.
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