HP Moon Face and Dragon Princess

Anyone who has been to Australia will agree that it is a very wild country.People here are so different, at least not like those traditional British or strict Germans, for example, Australians don't care that much about what they wear, wearing baggy shirts and baggy shorts on the street is not a problem. There's nothing wrong with that; they also have their own distinctive English accent, a bit like a 60-year-old talking through a loudspeaker.At least that's how Remus Lupine feels when he arrives here in a standard formal suit for an interview in a bistro - he looks totally out of place.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were scattered tables of idle customers in the tavern. A short and thin gentleman with a sharp nose was sitting at the table by the window, concentrating on playing with a small black iron box. I do not know what kind of dark things are contained in it, and there are little fires and crackling noises from time to time; an old woman wearing a lazy purple round hat is sitting on a sofa seat near the right corner of the hotel, At this time, one hand is smoking leisurely with a hookah, and the other hand is playing with a Siamese cat with white hair, black face and blue eyes; another one is a bald gentleman sitting near the entrance of the tavern. I was reading a newspaper at the time, and the front page of the newspaper had a dynamic enchanted picture, which seemed to be a picture of a man who was wanted.

Yes, it's a wizarding tavern, similar to the Broken Ax in London.

'Excuse me, my name is Remus Lupine, and I'm here for an interview with a Mr. Beer' At this time, the gentleman was lazily resting his chin on his right hand, looking down at the Wizard Today newspaper spread out on the table in front of the bar.

'Attention: extremely dangerous Werewolf on the run

Arthur·Wolfrik, avid and uncontrollably dangerous were wolfhasescaped from the Darksoul prison in Cockatoo island. He was last spotted in Maleny, a□□alltown at the bottom of Glasshouse Mountains in Brisbane.

Please note, Wolfrikis an extremely dangerous were wolf. Numerous people, including muggles, have been reportedly killed or injured by himin the last few years. Anyone who encountered countershims should be cautious and take all the necessary precautions. Report any sightings to the Australian Magic Department immediate ly.'

(Note: extremely dangerous werewolves on the run

Arthur Wulfric, an extremely vicious, uncontrolled and dangerous werewolf, escaped from the prison of Dark Souls on Parrot Island.He was last seen in Marigny, a small town at the foot of Brisbane's Glass House Mountains.

Note that Wulfric is an extremely dangerous werewolf.It has been reported that several people, including Muggles, have been killed or injured by it in the past few years.Anyone who encounters him should be vigilant and take any necessary precautions.If you have any leads, please report to the Australian Ministry of Magic immediately)

"Oh, Mr. Lupine, nice to meet you." After hearing Lupine's words, Mr. Bill greeted extremely enthusiastically, but when he saw the abnormally pale face of the young man opposite him, he showed a look of disgust. A very sympathetic and understanding look, 'Oh, you look very emaciated, I must have told them many times to fix that grating fireplace in the backyard because of that bad trip, but whatever, you sit here Come on, I'll get you a glass of our premium beer'

'Here, drink it, I promise you'll feel like a million gallons'

Mr. Bill handed Lupin a large glass of dark brown cold beer. At this time, Lupine, who seemed to be sinking into a bottomless pit, took a sip of beer politely. Admittedly, Mr. Bill is not exaggerating, his wine does taste better than the others.But that didn't save Lupine from his bad mood at the moment, because he, himself, was a werewolf, just like that Arthur Wulfric.

'Are you feeling better now? ' Mr. Bill asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, thank you, sir," Lupine restrained himself, showed a forced smile, and answered with vigor.

'Great, come on, let me show you to your room, you can have a good rest today and tomorrow, don't worry, this is a very simple job, the people here are very nice...'

'But sir, why don't you come for an interview? Lupine still couldn't help but remind him of Mr. Bill's practice of hiring him without asking him anything.

When Mr. Bill heard Lupine's kind reminder, he laughed heartily, then turned around and patted Lupine on the shoulder, 'Oh, it's not necessary.I have been running this tavern for many years and pass all kinds of people in front of my eyes and I am able to recognize a person when I see them for the first time.Young man, I can see that you are a genuine, responsible person, and that's what I'm asking for'

It turned out that Mr. Bill was right in what he said to Lupin. The job was really simple. Every day, Lupine only needed to open the shop near noon, tidy up the tavern, welcome the guests, and serve beer and food to the table, and the rest of the time he could sit and do his own thing, usually reading about Fantastic Beasts.Lupine was interested in Fantastic Beasts, not because he was one, but because he was trying to find an answer.

And the guests here are indeed very nice, even though this kindness is a bit too much.It turns out that wizards in Australia love to talk to people, especially when they're drinking.Lupine had heard people tell all sorts of things to him, like how some stupid wizard was bitten by a billywig bug and was forced to stay with the sheep for three days, or that someone Falling in love with a mermaid and wanting to be a mermaid myself.In any case, Lupine felt that he had heard more stories in the few months he had been working here than he had heard in the past twenty years combined, and he had a lot of strange stories to tell. He didn't know how to answer, so Lupine got a nickname from his regular customers - 'The quiet English boy. '

It was a peaceful day here, and every time the full moon came, Lupine would take a few days off and hide deep in a remote mountain forest, tying himself up so he could avoid hurting other people.Fortunately, thanks to Australia's small population, Lupine hadn't seen anyone in that mountain yet.

But like every exciting story, there is always a calm before the storm.

It was a night close to early morning, and Lupine woke up in the depths of the same mountain forest, lying under a big tree, half dead with serious injuries.For unknown reasons, he was seriously injured this time. Both arms were bleeding violently, as well as his right knee.His clothes appeared to have been torn by something sharp.

Lupine cast a silent, wandless Hemostatic Charm on his arms and knees, and tried to get up from the ground.However, this time he was weaker after trying his best to transform, and he had to hold on to the tree next to him to barely stand up.

'Kacha Kacha' came from not far away the sound of rapid branches and bushes cutting through, as well as the sound of fast running and roaring.

This sound was so familiar to Lupine, his heart sank, and he immediately ran behind the tree as fast as he could, trying to hide in the bushes there.However, neither the frail strength nor the blood on the ground worked against him, and before he could reach the bush, the owner of the voice had arrived.

A huge, agile figure quickly jumped out of the bushes not far away.Is a werewolf, an extremely strong, fierce, blood thirsty (werewolf).For some reason, the werewolf woke up later than Lupine.It was staring at Lupine as if it were its own prey.

He was dead, and Lupine knew this very clearly. He didn't have much magic power left in his body, and he couldn't run or walk normally. With his current situation, he had no chance of winning against this werewolf.

'All petrochemical! Pre-emptively, Lupine tried to stop the werewolf with a silent and staffless petrification spell. However, ordinary werewolves are very resistant to spells, let alone this extremely strong one.

Lupine's spell had no effect on the werewolf, it rushed towards Lupin and pushed him to the ground.The sharp claws pierced Lupine's shoulder, and the sharp nails sank into Lupine's flesh and blood, but at this moment, Lupine didn't feel any pain. He looked at the fierce yellow eyes in front of him at this moment, It's like going back to when he was a baby and one night he was attacked by a werewolf, same yellow eyes, same fierce look, it bit his neck and then he was infected to become a werewolf and stayed like that for the rest of his life .

"If this is destiny, then let it be (If this is the destiny, then let it be)", Lupine thought resignedly in his heart, the werewolf scratched Lupine's chest fiercely with one paw, and bright red blood splashed out.

Just when Lupine felt that his life was about to run out, an unusually dazzling blue light illuminated Lupine's eyes, and at the same time the werewolf in front of him was instantly bounced out by the blue light, accompanied by a painful roar .

Lupine felt his breathing slow, and just when his vision blurred, he thought he saw a pair of very beautiful blue eyes, like the reflection of the twinkling stars on the surface of a calm sea on a summer night.

Lupine had seen those eyes before, in fact, he had never forgotten them.

This is the first time I meet you, but have we ever met before

(This is the first time I see you, but have we met before?)