The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

It's getting dark.

A table was set up on the ground floor of the Shrieking Shack, and tea and snacks were placed. The professors sat around the table, Loren and four others sat at the same table, and a bonfire was lit in the middle of the room.

Professor Flitwick's stool was raised a little using transfiguration so that the short man could sit on an equal footing with the others. He held a teacup in his hand and asked:

"I have an idea. If Animagus can subdue the wildness of animals, can the wildness of werewolves also be controlled with magic?"

All the professors present looked thoughtful, except Dumbledore who was slowly drinking tea and eating biscuits.

Click, click, cookie crumbs fell into the beard.

Professor Sprout tried to conceive: "Werewolves basically lose their ability to cast spells after they transform, so if there is similar magic, it must be cast before transforming, or a third person can cast it on the werewolf..."

Snape answered unhurriedly: "This is very difficult. The werewolf may not have a brain at all after transforming."

If it weren't for his slightly sarcastic tone, the few young wizards eavesdropping behind might think he was having a serious discussion.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Principal Dumbledore next to him. The two professors were about to have a conflict, and the principal was drinking tea with a smile.

"..."

Professor McGonagall sighed slightly and explained, "This has nothing to do with the brain in animal form. The brains of many Animagus animal forms cannot support human thoughts. The consciousness of wizards is only related to magic power and soul."

Lupine replied calmly: "Isn't this common sense in Transfiguration? I thought Professor Snape knew it?"

"..."

The room fell into a strange silence.

One of Flitwick and Professor Sprout looked at the sky outside, and the other looked at the tea cup in his hand. Professor McGonagall only felt a headache.

There was a glimmer in Snape's eyes, and Professor McGonagall quickly changed the topic to the teaching process of this school year before he could find his words, thus averting a dispute in time.

At the next table, Loren, who was eavesdropping carefully, smacked his lips in disappointment: "It's boring, I thought there was going to be a fight."

Hermione's hand holding the tea trembled slightly. She was a little lucky that the professors would not eavesdrop on their conversation, otherwise this sentence would be enough to deduct points.

Harry always felt that the current atmosphere was strange. It was obviously an important moment to test whether the Animagus could resist the werewolf transformation, but everyone was sitting here chatting and drinking tea.

There is another person here who wants to watch the fun.

"Do you know what Professor Lupin's Animagus is? Harry and I have asked him many times, but he has refused to tell us." Ron asked after finishing the biscuits and clapping his hands.

"It's a gray wolf."

"How do you know?" Harry and Ron looked at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione paid attention to the sky outside the window. The sun had completely set, and the night was getting darker. Thick darkness filled the sky, and a yellowish glow was faintly revealed behind the clouds.

Loren answered for her: "During the Easter vacation, Professor McGonagall led us to do some body transformation exercises, and Professor Lupin was also there."

"You two actually hid it from us together with Professor Lupin..." Harry clenched his fists and muttered, "Damn it, isn't it an Animagus? I'm almost successful."

Ron opened his mouth, but immediately felt that the biscuits were no longer fragrant, so he put down the biscuits, took out the prepared mandrake blades from his pocket, and silently gave a piece to Harry.

"..." Harry smacked his lips, put the mandrake blade aside, picked up the ginger biscuit and took a bite.

I won’t be able to eat happily for the next month.

Hermione suddenly exclaimed: "The moon is out!"

The four of them looked at Professor Lupine together, and saw him staggeringly standing up, with the hair and hair on his body standing up. His eyes widened, and he suddenly fell down——

A well-proportioned gray wolf appeared in front of everyone.

Facing the wary looks of several professors, he took a few steps toward the window, completely exposing his body to the brilliance of the full moon. His hair looked even colder and harder under the moonlight, but other than that, there were no other changes. .

"It seems like there is no need to brew wolfsbane potion for people every month." Snape said calmly.

"Successful!" Professor McGonagall's voice held a hint of joy, "Animagus can really handle the transformation of werewolves."

Professors Flitwick and Sprout came up to congratulate Professor Lupin, receiving several "oohs" in response.

"That's great Professor Lupin!"

Harry and Ron shouted loudly, and they jumped forward happily. Their four hands stretched out to the fur of the gray wolf's waist and back respectively. While congratulating, they actually wanted to masturbate the wolf.

There was a hint of human speechlessness in the gray wolf's eyes, and he nimbly dodged away.

"That's enough!" Professor McGonagall grabbed the collars of the two people's necks and pulled them back. "Potter, Weasley, and Remus don't need to worry about you. Come back to the castle with me now."

Just as he was dragging the two of them into the tunnel, Professor McGonagall suddenly turned his head and looked at Loren and Hermione with oppressive eyes: "Morgan, Granger, you too!"

Loren turned her attention to Principal Dumbledore to ask for support.

Dumbledore looked at the biscuits and tea cups in front of him intently, and seemed to be able to see flowers on both items.

The four little wizards were escorted into the tunnel by Professor McGonagall, and the Shrieking Shack became quiet for a moment.

"There are morning classes tomorrow, so let's..." Professor Sprout glanced around, "Let's go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink and then go back to the castle."

"Good idea!" Professor Flitwick responded first, Snape did not refuse, and the three of them left the room one after another.

There was only an old man with a white beard and a gray wolf left in the room.

…

The tunnel was dark and unilluminated, and the road was uneven. Harry and Ron stumbled several times, but finally settled down after Professor McGonagall lit up the lighting spell.

"Will Mr. Lupin have to turn into a gray wolf every full moon night from now on, Professor?"

Harry followed Ron, looking down at the undulating soil under his feet. His voice was not as joyful as before, but a little lower: "I mean, compared to transforming into a werewolf on a full moon night, transforming into a gray wolf doesn't seem to be the same." No matter how good it is, I still can't move normally..."

"It's already very good." Professor McGonagall supported Hermione in front of him, with a rare softness in his eyes:

"When there is no wolfsbane potion, the werewolves will lock themselves up and lock themselves up when they transform. They will not attack others but will hurt themselves... Although the wolfsbane potion can keep the werewolves awake after the transformation, the spirit of those days is always It will be so bad that he can hardly live a normal life. Now he can run freely in the wilderness and enjoy the moonlight...The most important thing is that he can sleep peacefully on full moon nights."

"Sleep peacefully..." Harry repeated quietly.

Ron also muttered twice.

Loren and Hermione didn't speak. Thinking back to the few nights they spent with Professor Lupin, they realized that for werewolves, sleeping peacefully on a full moon night was a very precious thing.

…

Lunch time the next day, auditorium.

Professor Remus Lupine, who had been taking Defense Against the Dark Arts classes all morning, was still in high spirits. He had already put three pieces of fried steak into his stomach, and he seemed to be still unsatisfied and was cutting the fourth steak.

The eyes of some of the little witches below were bright. I wonder if it was an illusion. They always felt that Professor Luping seemed to be younger and more handsome.

Dumbledore sat next to him and asked softly: "Have you decided yet?"

"Hasn't it been decided a long time ago?"

Lupine swallowed the steak in his mouth. The metal knife and fork sank into the beef and made a slight cutting sound: "The method of restoring the magic stone is difficult to promote. The long-term supply of wolfsbane potion is too expensive. Merlin's blessing actually allowed us to find a use." The way the Animagus restrained the werewolf transformation...Professor, don't you think this is all arranged by fate?"

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Let's go to that werewolf community first, and then we'll consider returning to China after seeing the situation."

Dumbledore sighed: "It seems that I need to recruit a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Lupine neatly cut the steak on the plate into small pieces and said, "When all this is over, maybe I will come back here. I hope there will still be an office left for me by then."

"Of course, Remus... every colleague at Hogwarts is sad to have you leave."

Lupine laughed: "Severus too?"

"Well...I think so."