Amosta left the VIP area and walked downstairs slowly along the way he came. He was still thinking about the Malfoy family. The reputation of this couple in the wizarding world was not good. Their old master After stepping down, Lucius spent a large sum of gold just to avoid legal punishment. This matter was not a secret among the high-level circles of the magic world.
They themselves are also staunch supporters of the theory of pure blood supremacy. It can be imagined what choices they will make if their old master 'returns the king'.
But unfortunately, that notebook will create an unhealable gap in the hearts of the master and servant.
Lucius Malfoy is a smart man. He may have realized that the notebook is not simple. He contacted him because he wanted to leave a way out for Draco. After all, Voldemort was very good at eradicating the roots.
Amosta also didn't mind unleashing some kindness on the Malfoy family, he also needed to drive a nail into the Death Eaters' ranks.
Going down to the second floor, Amosta glanced at the 'Biological Injury Department' sign hanging on the wall, then turned and walked into the corridor.
The atmosphere here is much more miserable. Most of the wards are filled with wails of pain, therapists in green clothes are coming and going in a hurry, and everyone has an anxious expression on their face.
Amosta glanced at the cards in a copper frame hanging at the door. When he walked to the back of the corridor, he found a sign that said "Dangerous" Remus Lupine Ward: Severe bites--Attending Liao Master: Hippocrates Smethyk; Trainee Therapist: Augustus Pye.
Amosta thought there would be Aurors guarding the place, but in fact, Remus was the only one in the room.
Compared with Draco's ward, this place was much more normal. There were three beds in the small ward, but in fact, only Remus Lupine slept on the innermost bed by the window, and the other two It was empty, and on the bedside of the middle bed was a neatly folded pair of women's pajamas.
Remus was covered in bloody bandages, with only his eyes exposed and staring at the Daily Prophet on his lap. He looked like a newly unearthed mummy.
"Good morning, Amosta--"
Remus was waving his arms like a stick and sounded relaxed.
"I was still thinking yesterday when you would have time to come over and see me. After all, you are so hot right now."
"I personally don't want to cause a commotion wherever I go, so I have to put on a different face when I need to appear in public."
Amosta smiled and strode to Remus' hospital bed. He noticed a half-eaten fruit basket on the bedside cabinet.
"oh!"
Amosta raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"I just came down from Draco's hospital room, and I realized that I should probably buy two bouquets of flowers. No wonder Draco's mother didn't look well when she saw me."
"I guess it's not because you forgot to bring flowers -"
Remus chuckled.
A few jokes diluted the slight melancholy in the room. Amosta did not sit down, but stood in front of Remus's bed and greeted,
"So - how does it feel, Remus?"
"It can't get any worse, can it?" Remus shrugged, but this too 'bold' action involved the wound on his body, and the bandage on his cheek wrinkled.
"I am already a werewolf and cannot change again - the only problem is that the concentration of wolfsbane in the wounds on my body is too high, which affects the healing of the wounds. I now need to take a small dose of wolfsbane potion every day to control it. The wolfsbane in my body makes me always lazy and lack of energy. The therapist at St. Mungo's told me that this situation may last for a while-"
"It's bad--"
Amosta frowned slightly and scratched his head in distress.
"What about Defense Against the Dark Arts? The kids at school are waiting for you to heal."
"Amosta--"
The gauze blocked Remus's expression, but Amosta was sure that Remus was smiling helplessly.
"You and I both know that it's impossible for me to go back to teach in that school, right?"
"Don't mind, just joking--"
Amosta laughed cheerfully.
Indeed, it is impossible for Remus to return to Hogwarts to teach. This is something everyone knows. The most important reason why he proposed to Dumbledore the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was that he wanted to teach. Help capture Sirius, but now that Sirius has been confirmed innocent and Peter has been controlled, it's time for him to retire.
It is true that being a professor at Hogwarts is a job that can give him a decent life. However, Remus knew that he could not continue doing it for a long time. His own dangers could not be ignored. Moreover, if one day his identity If the little wizard's parents find out, it will definitely bring huge criticism to Hogwarts and Dumbledore.
Even Amosta will be implicated by him.
Think about it, the director of the Student Safety Office at Hogwarts, a recipient of the Order of Merlin First Class, a wizard attending the Wizengamot, a senior advisor to the Ministry of Magic, and the hero of the annihilation of the Greyback werewolf gang actually ignored the werewolves around him. What will the people in the magical world think if the news spreads?
Don't mention it, the reality is that he can't live without St. Mungo's for a while.
"That's a good thing, Remus—"
It could be seen that Remus was inevitably a little disappointed, and Amosta said calmly,
"At least you are safe now. Think about Gilderoy Lockhart, his fate will be much worse than yours."
Remus was stunned for a moment, then reacted,
"Are you saying that it's not a rumor that Voldemort cursed the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Amosta nodded.
"A very powerful curse that is not easy to defend against." He saw Remus' confusion and added, "I used some methods last year to transfer the evil effects of the curse."
Remus nodded, and the gloom in his heart was somewhat dissipated. However, he suddenly thought that this was not what Amosta said when he persuaded him to apply for the professor of this course during the summer last year. Sure enough, He was still resentful that he had exposed his identity as Golden Viper to Dumbledore, so he probably wanted to take the opportunity to straighten himself out.
The corner of Remus's mouth twitched. At that time, he seemed to have said to Amosta, "You are a good person." Sure enough, compared to Golden Viper, he was still too simple.
Amosta probably guessed what Remus was thinking from the weird look in his eyes, but he was thick-skinned and didn't show any embarrassment after his prank was revealed.
"Speaking of which, what are your plans for life after recovery--"
This is a distressing and real problem.
Sirius is about to be vindicated, Peter will never get rid of those Dementors for the rest of his life, Harry's safety will no longer be a problem, everything seems perfect, but his life has to go on.
During the past few days while lying in bed, Remus had been thinking, but he still had no clue. The wipeout of Greyback and his gang would not make people eliminate their prejudice against those unlucky people who did not become werewolves voluntarily. Under the sun, In the magical world, there is still no place for werewolves to survive.
"I have indeed considered this issue-"
Remus's mood was relatively calm. After all, his living environment had been like this for more than ten years. The six months at Hogwarts were like a vacation to him. Now, the vacation was over, and he had to return to the cruel world again. in life.
"I plan to move in with Sirius for a while after I'm discharged from the hospital. I'll try first to see if I can find a job that's willing to accept werewolves -"
Although he said this, Remus did not have any expectations, he sighed and said
"If no one really hires me, I will have no choice but to go back to my old life, return to the underground world, and continue to resell herbs and potion ingredients. At the very least, the Ministry of Magic's control there is very weak, so I don't need to go There’s a lot of permitting to do—”
(End of chapter)
