He didn't care about the Thunder Hall at all. He was only interested in the Thunderstrike wood.
"Bastard!" The old man was mad and shouted, "The Thunder Hall controls all wizardry in this state. How could you use such vulgarity to describe it? I came here this time to give you a warning seeing that you're a first-time offender, and it is not easy to practice this skill at a young age. However, you have a presumptuous attitude. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Remus shook his hand and said helplessly, "You 've said so much, but you still have not told me if you have the thunderstrike wood. Do you have it or not? Don't waste my time."
If he didn't have it, Remus had to rush back and make breakfast for Jean.
This only made the old man angrier. He yelled, "You still don't realize your sins? Then, I'll let you witness the power of Thunder Hall!"
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