"Actually, there is one more thing..."
Remus smiled bitterly, impressed by the sophistication and wisdom of the young man in front of him.
"Sit down and talk first, Remus."
Although the best friend Remus had to avenge for some grudge put Professor Snape in a beautiful hat, Amosta did not want to become too narrow-minded.
Remus hesitated for a moment, nodded gratefully to Amosta, and sat down opposite him.
Although he was respected by the children in school, Lupine has never forgotten that in the magical world, he is just an unpopular werewolf. Amosta, who knows his identity as a werewolf, is still willing to be calm. There are only a few wizards that I have communicated with over the years.
"There's something else that concerns me, Amosta. It's me. I hope you can do me a favor--"
Amosta put his hands on his chin and listened quietly, making no comment for the time being.
"You know, Amosta, I will turn into a werewolf before the full moon -" Remus said calmly, "Under normal circumstances, I will become very aggressive after turning into a werewolf. , naturally I can’t go to class.”
"How many days a month do you want me to teach for you?" Amosta's eyebrows moved.
"As for the teaching issues during this period, Dumbledore and I had already decided during the summer vacation that Professor Snape would temporarily take over."
Amosta smiled. After so many years, his old professor was finally able to live up to his addiction as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
"--The first full moon since I entered Hogwarts will be ushered in at the beginning of next month. In a few days, I will start taking a small dose of diluted wolfsbane potion according to Professor Snape's instructions, but he Tell me, because I have never taken this kind of medicine before, I cannot rule out the possibility that this medicine may not have the desired inhibitory effect on me... So, I told Albus about this. Report, you know, Amosta, if I lose control in school, what a terrible thing it will be, I can't take any risks..."
Remus said very calmly, as if he was not talking about himself at all.
Amosta was silent for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and smiled,
"So, the wise Dumbledore must have given you some good advice, right?"
"Albus suggested that I find a powerful wizard to keep an eye on me during those two days--" Lupine looked at the young wizard across the table earnestly,
"So I immediately thought of you, Amosta... Indeed, Minerva and Filius are both outstanding wizards, but to be honest, if I really go crazy, even if they can subdue me , I’m afraid he will also be seriously injured...Albus has to worry about many things every day, and I can’t bear to trouble him anymore..."
Do you have to worry about a lot of things every day? Amosta rolled his eyes. Was he worried about how to find more delicious candies or how to plot against others?
No..., isn't this already being plotted against me?
Although Lupine has rich social experience, he is essentially a kind-hearted werewolf, and he does not want to think too badly of others. He thinks that Dumbledore is just a thoughtful suggestion, but Amor is also full of thoughts. Star could tell at a glance that Dumbledore was making excuses... He was testing whether he was willing to get involved with Hogwarts again.
"If you would come to my office every month on the full moon and watch over me, Amosta," Remus said with pleading in his voice,
"I would be grateful!"
Remus asked sincerely. It seemed that he had quickly integrated into the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
To be honest, Amosta was quite pleased to see the 'junior' being so attentive, but... the effect of wolfsbane potion 'varies from wolf to wolf'?
Amosta's attainments in potions are not as good as Professor Snape, who has been immersed in this art for most of his life, but in those years in order to make money, his level has been honed to a very good level, and in the years after graduation, he has never fallen behind. It's a craft... So, this statement is probably Professor Snape's little trick. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore, who is good at taking advantage of every opportunity, took advantage of it...
"I reject--"
Amosta said lazily, but before Remus showed a disappointed expression, he continued, "I don't think I need to go to Hogwarts. You can stay with me during the two days of the full moon. "
The fine lines on Remus's face relaxed, and his expression became as bright as the sun.
The fifth grade had a Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning, and they had to take Hagrid on a short walk. After thanking him sincerely, Remus was led to the bedroom by Amosta.
"Zombie drifting--"
Remus took out his wand and said something to Hagrid on the bed. Then, Hagrid, who was sleeping soundly, was forcibly pulled up from the bed as if invisible ropes were tied to his wrists, neck and knees.
And Amosta looked at the obviously dented bed board, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
"By the way, Amosta--"
Before stepping out of the living room, Remus glanced at the Daily Prophet spread out on the table.
"Albus told me that the wizard who tried to break into the Black family mansion last night was not Black, but maybe a dark wizard who was greedy for the bounty from the Ministry of Magic... I agree with him, we both know Black, I know he doesn’t have that ability.”
"oh?"
Amosta responded to Lupin's gaze and smiled calmly.
"So, who does Headmaster Dumbledore think that dark wizard is?"
"Albus also has no clue," Lupine said calmly, "but he confirmed one thing. Sirius Black is not hiding in the old house of the Black family."
Before Amosta could question, Lupine explained,
"Phoenix Black is the former headmaster of Hogwarts. There are frames of his paintings in Albus's office and the Black family mansion. Last night, Albus asked Principal Black to go back to the old house and have a look. It has been confirmed. There was no one alive in that house."
"Thank you for the information you shared, Remus. I was originally planning to ask my friends at the Ministry of Magic for information about Black last night..., I feel more and more that cooperating with you is a wise decision."
Amosta picked up the refreshing bitter tea, took a sip and nodded towards Remus.
The sun receded from its red glow and jumped to a position higher than the eaves. In the alley in front of the house, an unlucky wizard who did not comply with the temporary management regulations and Apparated to Hogsmeade was cursing to an unknown person Amosta had never met. A thug from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement paid the fine, but then turned around and stuffed the fine into his own pocket.
"So what if you know?"
Amosta smiled indifferently. He walked to the door and stared at the high slope that had become clear in the distance.
Under the golden sunlight, the isolated house on the high slope dissipated the haze, revealing its shabby nature. Amosta's eyebrows suddenly moved, and he suddenly felt that the screaming shed was a good use for blood magic spells. It's a good place for research. It's quiet and remote. You don't have to worry about anyone breaking in, or Dumbledore planting a spy in that house.
"So what if you know?"
Amosta returned to the bedroom, preparing to repair the bed board that was crushed by Hagrid. When he turned around, he chuckled lightly again.
.............
"please tell me!"
In Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Professor Lupin, who had always been gentle and gentle, had a rare look on his face. After covering Hagrid with a quilt, who had emptied half of the cellar of the Three Broomsticks bar to store wine, he turned around and looked at the silent place. Harry and Ron, and Hermione who was so ashamed that she almost died on the spot,
"If I remember correctly, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, you three should be in Professor Sprout's Herbology class, not Hagrid's Hut."
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