days at Hogwarts

Chapter 317 The Secret in the Screaming Shack
"is it?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Snape's lips, "He can brew better ones in the future. I hope you like the taste of Wolfsbane Potion."

The smell of wolfsbane potion...

The werewolf Lupine fell silent, and at this time, his mind recalled the improvement plan mentioned by Loren.

Rafflesia, corpse-smelling konjac, leopard-skin flower...

Snape's smile became more genuine. He swung his cloak and began to patrol the room, looking here and there. He mocked at the claw marks on the wall: "Look at you, Lupine Rhyme." Si, have you ever looked in the mirror when you transformed?"

This was said a bit viciously. The werewolf who transformed on a full moon night would lose his mind. Until recently, Lupine had the opportunity to come into contact with the wolfsbane potion to maintain his sanity during the transformation period.Lupine may really have no memory of his werewolf face in his conscious mind.

"This opportunity has not yet occurred."

Werewolf Lupine paused, as if he was aroused by his suggestion, looking around at his claws and hair, "But it shouldn't be very scary, at least it won't scare my friends.

"Are you right, Miss Granger, Mr. Morgan?" Lupine withdrew his curious gaze and looked at the two little wizards with a smile.

Loren was a little speechless. You two professors were arguing. Why did you bring us in?
Hermione stiffened her neck and nodded.

Dumbledore stood aside with a smile, sipping the hot cocoa in the cup, his eyes narrowed with enjoyment.

Snape sneered and continued to look at the furnishings in the room.

The werewolf Lupine stood aside gently and politely, like a host entertaining guests. Occasionally he would make introductions and greetings: "I remember you almost entered here many years ago. It's a pity that we missed it."

Hearing Lupine mention the past events of his student days, Snape's face suddenly darkened, and a bit of anger appeared in his pupils: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot! Thanks to the damn Sirius Black... Lu Professor Ping, hehe... do you know that your friends don't dislike you?

"Because they are just like you, they are full of beasts under the skin!"

"Really?" Werewolf Lupine's voice also turned cold, "Professor Snape, I thought you owed James your life and would be more polite to him. After all, you still have to protect Harry - I am Say, James and Lily's child - isn't it?"

"That's enough!" Snape looked a little annoyed. "If you don't shut up, it won't be long before some students find out that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a werewolf!"

"Oh?"

The werewolf Lupine didn't pay attention to his threat at all, "I thought you were thinking about me and worried that I wouldn't be able to pass the chapter on nocturnal animals, so I taught you about werewolves in advance."

"I hope you can be so harsh when the Ministry of Magic comes to your door!" Snape was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He flicked his sleeves angrily, turned into a blurry shadow and rushed out of the Shrieking Shack, disappearing into the endless night. inside.

Hermione huddled timidly behind Loren, her eyes were dull and her expression was numb.

In her mind, she was still digesting the explosive gossip of the two professors when they were young. The two professors' explanations were unclear, just like playing riddles, and she could only use some imagination.

"Knot, is it over?" Loren asked tentatively.

Dumbledore happened to finish the last sip of hot cocoa. With a kind smile on his face, as if he had not heard the scolding between the two just now, he said to Lupine: "Remus, Loren is here, If you change your mind, there's a full moon outside waiting for you to admire. You know what I'm talking about."

Loren and Hermione also knew what he was talking about, and they looked at Lupin expectantly.

Werewolf Lupine shook his head: "I still have my original idea, sir, such a beautiful school, and such kind students, this beauty needs someone to sacrifice for it. Let me say, don't feel sorry for the full moon, beautiful Things are worth waiting for.”

"Hogwarts is even better because of professors like you." Dumbledore sighed sadly, "Good night, Loren, Hermione, Remus..."

"Good night, Headmaster Dumbledore." Loren and Hermione responded in unison.

The gorgeous phoenix flame ignited, and the figure of the old principal disappeared.

There was a brief silence in the Shrieking Shack, and Loren asked in a low voice: "Professor Lupin, are you really not afraid that Professor Snape will reveal your identity?"

Werewolf Lupine said softly: "In fact, I trust him more than many people."

The two little wizards looked at him in surprise.

"Because of Principal Dumbledore?" Hermione guessed.

"No, because he found out that I was a werewolf a long time ago, and he kept it a secret for me for nearly 20 years."

Facing Hermione's confused look, Lupine explained, "That happened when we were students. We were in the same grade. We, um...we didn't get along very well. Snape especially hated James, I think. You must be jealous of James' talent on the Quidditch pitch..."

Hermione pursed her lips. She didn't believe it. Judging from her observations of Professor Snape in the past few years, Professor Snape basically had no interest in Quidditch.

Recalling what Professor Lupine just emphasized in front of Professor Snape that Harry is the son of James and Lily, combined with Professor Snape's angry state...

The little witch's eyes were bright, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

"Anyway, Snape saw me walking across the grounds with Madam Pomfrey one night, and she sent me to the Whomping Willow to transform. Sirius, just for fun, told Snape that all he had to do was pound it with a long stick The knot on the tree trunk can follow me in.

"Of course, that's what Snape tried. He almost followed the house and encountered a beastly werewolf. Although Harry's father risked his life to drag him back, he also saw I'm at the other end of the tunnel..."

Lupine used a gentle voice to describe the deeds of long ago. Even the not-so-good things seemed to have become worth remembering because of that time. "From then on, he knew what I was."

"Professor Black is really..." Hermione pursed her lips, held Loren's hand, and did not finish her words.

Loren squeezed the softness in his hand and smiled at the girl.

Lupine, who had turned into a werewolf, had particularly keen vision. He noticed their little movements and thought of Sirius's inexplicable wandering behavior. Lupine was moved in his heart, but he didn't say anything more.

He looked at Loren with a smile: "Come on, Potion Master, see what you need me to do."

Loren and Hermione shuddered at the same time, and Loren said: "Honestly, Professor Lupin, it's better if you don't smile when you turn into a werewolf. You look a bit ferocious and scary when you smile."

The corners of the werewolf Lupine's mouth twitched and he silently closed the corners of his grin.Forget that you are no longer a human being.

……

A cool breeze blew down from the distant mountains, passing through the bushy forest. The rustling of the leaves echoed with the small resting sounds of sleeping animals, and the misty sounds were carried in the wind. Cloudy sky.

The soft clouds blew away, and the bright Werewolf Moon hung high in the sky, emitting a soft and cool brilliance.

In the Screaming Shack, the abandoned furniture was transformed into a dining table after being simply treated with a cleaning spell, with various candies and snacks placed on the table.Grilled chicken legs, beef and mutton, stewed meat, stewed beans...and other hot foods exude the steaming and attractive aroma.

"The limbs are slender and can run on all fours or stand upright..."

"The fur is tough..."

"Intensified craving for meat... Also note: The impact of raw and cooked meat is to be determined. Forget to bring raw meat."

Hearing the last sentence, the werewolf Lupine froze. At this time, his right wolf paw was holding a roasted chicken leg in an orchid finger posture. It was not good to eat it for a while, and it was not good to put it back.

Lupine pinched the roasted chicken leg and was silent for a moment: "Loren, is the last sentence important? If it is not important, can you delete it?"

"No." Loren simply refused.

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled, the strawberry cream sticking to her lips, like a little tabby cat eating secretly.

After spending some time recording Professor Lupine's vital signs, Loren carefully observed the magic status of Professor Lupine's werewolf form.

There is a lot of magic power hidden under the black hair and surface skin, but the movement of the magic power is very rigid and lacks vitality.

If you want to give an example, it is probably somewhat similar to the magic power on the thick skin of the troll.

Loren stopped writing and looked up at Lupin: "Professor, can you cast magic in werewolf state?"

Lu Ping was stunned. He had never thought about this problem.

In the past, he would lose his mind when he transformed on a full moon night. Of course, he didn't have to think about this problem, but now with the Wolfsbane potion...

The werewolf Lupine looked at the wand that fell on the ground when he transformed. He stood up and picked it up with his wolf claws with some difficulty, and waved it gently: "[Luminescent Flash]"

The two of them looked at the tip of the wand expectantly, and saw a faint flash of light, and then there was no movement.

"[Fluorescence Flashing]"

"[Fluorescence Flashing]"

Lupine tried several more times, but got no response, and finally had to accept the fact that he could not use magic in his werewolf state.

"Same as Animagus, werewolves cannot use magic in their beast state..."

Loren wrote the last sentence in his notebook, pondered for a moment, and decided to inform the patient in advance: "Professor Luping, although I am the one who records the data, I only brew the potion. The idea of ​​improving the wolfsbane potion and The direction is still controlled by Professor Snape."

The werewolf Lupine waved his claws nonchalantly: "I am very satisfied now. Even if Snape makes the potion more drinkable, I can accept it."

"It's my turn!" Hermione, who had been waiting for a long time, took out her notebook and quill, and opened it seriously, like a government worker checking the public sentiment.

This scene would have been serious if Loren hadn't been laughing with a roasted chicken leg stuffed in her mouth.

"Professor Lupin, I want to know about your werewolf life after graduation." Hermione asked seriously.

"You want to ask about the living conditions of werewolves." Lu Ping paused, "Well, where to start... The few years just after graduation were actually not bad. My family found an ordinary job for me. After the full moon, I would spend my nights in the basement of my house. Even if I stayed at home for a few days to recuperate, and my family would help me cover it up, no one would notice anything was wrong."

"My mother is a Muggle, so I can always use the excuse of being a Muggle relative so that I don't lose my job... For my father, I have always been his well-behaved and lovely son, except for the full moon. when……

"In fact, if werewolves are not abandoned by their families, with the help of their relatives, most of them can survive decently. Of course, it will be more difficult for those homeless werewolves..."

The quill quickly scratched across the parchment, making a series of smooth rustling sounds.

This is destined to be an unusual night. The transformed werewolf tells a little witch with great ambitions in her heart about the arduous deeds hidden in the shadow of the full moon that no one has paid attention to before.

"Later, the Wizarding War began... I joined the resistance team led by Dumbledore. Because of my unique identity, I could always integrate into some, um... not-so-glorious groups of wizards. Through them, I could get a lot of information. , but also having to stay away from my friends, you know who they are.”

Speaking of this, Lupine fell into a long silence: "When I received the news that James and Lily were killed, I was on a mission in a wizarding town in northern Britain. When others were celebrating that Voldemort was finally defeated, I Lost the only three friends I had.”

"Professor..." Hermione stopped writing and looked at Lupin worriedly.

Werewolf Lupine grinned again, revealing his wolf fangs with shreds of meat, and then he reacted and quickly retracted his lips:
"After the war, the resistance team disbanded, and I returned to family life. By that time, my mother had passed away, and my father was happy to live with me. But I didn't want to implicate him, so I took the initiative to become The homeless werewolf began my wandering journey.

“Without family members to help cover me up, disappearing for a few days before and after the full moon will always arouse suspicion from people around me, so I can only do simple jobs to make ends meet.

"During this period, I also came into contact with some other werewolves, and even made a few werewolf friends..." Luping paused, "Some werewolves can smell my scent even if they don't transform. They will do Some things that wander on the edge of the law, working with dark wizards, and doing things for some people that they don't want to do.

"This group of werewolves is led by the notorious Fenrir Greyback. Hey, their idea is to "let all werewolves live under the sun"...

"I often feel ashamed. Even though I didn't join them, I couldn't expose them to the Ministry of Magic... because they occasionally cooperated with Ministry of Magic officials."

Hermione's head shot up and she looked at Lupin with wide eyes and surprise.

"What I learned is not particularly clear." Lu Ping recalled, "To attack opponents with different political views and officials from other countries, there is no more suitable candidate than a werewolf, isn't there?

"I heard that this kind of trade was more prevalent before the Wizarding War, and then it became more restrained..."

(End of this chapter)