HP Wendy's crossing running account

"What do you think?" Tom sat at the dining table and finished reading Dumbledore's letter, then took a sip of black tea.

Wendy believes that coffee is a functional drink. Except when staying up late to catch up with work, the whole family usually drinks black tea.Leonard and Alice fight over the buttery biscuits on the plate.Jerry was only a few months old, and he slept soundly with his little mouth puckered.

"Cough." Tom coughed lightly, and the two children who were scrambling for food quickly sat upright, looking like little gentlemen and young ladies.

Wendy finished adding tea to the family's cups before replying, "Go and have a look."

Wendy's heart was far less peaceful than it appeared on the surface.Dumbledore said in the letter that a little boy was bitten by a werewolf, and he hoped that Tom and the "wisdom tree" would help.

"It's not easy. People who have been bitten by werewolves over thousands of years will become werewolves, without exception."

However, Tom usually doesn't refute Wendy's decisions. She rarely decides on one thing, but if she does, it must be a big deal.

The three children were given to the children's grandfather, Tom Riddle Sr.

"Me? I, I, I... I can't do it... Take care of the children..." Old Tom turned pale, shaking like a sieve in front of his son and daughter-in-law.

Wendy comforted the man who hadn't really grown up until old age: "It's okay, Dad. The two house elves will also live in with them: cooking nutritious meals, changing clothes, cleaning, and security. They can do everything." Do it. Dad just needs to talk and play with the kids more."

Old Tom's face turned even paler: "Little... little... elf?"

"Otherwise." Tom's tone was a little cold, "You didn't take care of me when I was a child. Now you don't want to take care of my child?"

Old Tom couldn't say anything against it at once: "Well...well then."

Leonard patted Old Tom's leg. "Grandpa, we're all very well raised. I'll keep an eye on Alice so she won't make trouble."

Alice: "...Grandpa, don't worry. I will control Leonard submissively."

Then the two children said in unison: "We will take good care of our little brother!"

Jerry... Jerry was sound asleep in the stroller.

Things were so happily decided.

Not to mention how the old Riddle house was flying around, Tom and Wendy had already arrived at the cottage where the Lupine family lived.

Surrounded by swamps and deserts, this solid half-masonry and half-timbered building stands away from the crowd, like an unidentified monster in the dark night.

Mrs. Lupine stood at the door holding an old-fashioned oil lamp, and the light from the fire made her face pale.

"Mr. and Mrs. Riddle?" she said aloud, her voice trembling.

"Yes." Wendy shook the mother's cold hand politely, but she held it tightly.

"Dumbledore... Mr. Dumbledore told me that you might have a way..."

"Just maybe, ma'am." Tom cut her off mercilessly, while shielding Wendy behind him.

Mrs. Lupine stared blankly at the empty right palm for a moment, then turned around, regaining her politeness. "Of course, sir. If you have a way, it will be the greatest luck for our family." When she said this, she twitched her shoulders, as if suppressing her own sobs, "please come with me... I will show you Look at my poor child."

They bypassed the rough stone house with traces of new construction, and entered a backyard tied up with thick wooden stakes and chains. The courtyard was empty, except for the stones and hardwood strips scattered on the ground, only a tall and thin man squatting sit on the floor.

"My dear, this is the Riddles. This is my husband."

Lyle Lupine came silently and shook Tom's hand.

It was only after he left the spot that Wendy saw clearly that there was an iron cellar entrance where he was originally squatting.The dark metal shone mockingly under the full moon.

"You locked the child in the cellar?"

"What can be done, ma'am?" Mr. Lupine lifted his exhausted eyelids, "we're in such pain that we can't put another family in the same pain. We can't let Remus go out and bite. "

Disgust was as evident in his eyes as paternal love.

For this couple, all comforting words are superfluous.Wendy didn't talk too much nonsense, she pulled out her wand and pointed at the ground: "Perspective development."

In an instant, the ground and the iron plate at the entrance of the cellar became transparent, and the bright moonlight clearly illuminated the situation in the cellar—a furry cub curled up in the corner of the cellar.On the side were water and bread that had never been touched.

As the light penetrated, he became visibly excited, raised his completely wolf-like head, and let out a creepy wolf howl.A pair of red eyes are shining.

Mrs. Lupine clasped her husband's arms and began to weep.

"Very sensitive to moonlight."

"Not only." Tom looked down at the little werewolf with interest, "It's very sensitive to the moonlight of the full moon. You can block different wavelengths, right?"

"I don't think it's because of the light waves. The light will only make him more energetic. Considering that the werewolf will transform even on a rainy full moon night, it means that there is a biological cycle in his body, perhaps affected by the moon's gravity and magnetic field .”

Tom nodded, agreeing with Wendy's statement.

"Excuse me," asked Mr. Lupine, puzzled, "what are you talking about?"

Tom smiled and replied, "Nothing, sir. But for this case, we took it."

Before Mrs. Lupine could feel the joy, Tom stepped forward and opened the entrance to the cellar.The huge basilisk patron saint condensed into a solid body, tightly entangled the little wolf cub that was just about to rush out.Remus wanted to howl, but his upper and lower jaws were bound tightly together, making it difficult to even make a sound.

A sharp knife cut open his upper arm, and dark red blood gushed out, all of which was magically introduced into a crystal bottle that had been prepared long ago.

The werewolf's wound healed very quickly, and the bleeding stopped after two seconds.

The Patronus of the Basilisk threw him back into the cellar, and Tom took the opportunity to lock the door.The whole process took less than half a minute.

Tom put the bottle of werewolf blood away, ignoring the howls and crashes from below.He glanced at the Lupine couple with complex expressions, and said in a forceful tone without emotion: "Tomorrow, when he regains his human form, we will come back to collect blood again."

In front of outsiders, Wendy would not easily reveal her differences with Tom, but it was not necessarily the case when the two were alone. "You are very rude," she said to her husband. "That child is only about Alice's age."

Tom is unimpressed: "Alice has more self-control than him."

"Alice's self-control? Are you serious?" The father filter is a bit serious.

Tom wisely decided to approach the topic from a different angle. "You care about that child? Oh, to be precise, besides caring, there is guilt."

Wendy: ...

"You predicted that he would be bitten by a werewolf?"

"..."

"Yet you failed to stop it before it happened."

Wendy raised her hand as a sign of surrender: "You are right, okay, Tom."

The corner of Tom's mouth curled up into a smile. He was more and more able to understand Wendy's thoughts, including her prophetic ability.

"I only knew that little Lupine had already turned into a werewolf before entering school. But I didn't expect it to be so early..." Wendy lowered her voice.

"Don't worry, we'll find a way."

"Ah."

Remus Lupine in daytime is a clean and polite child, a little haggard, but with a good temperament and demeanor.He would obediently show his arm and let Wendy use a syringe to draw blood. He would not cry or make noise during the whole process, and would whisper "thank you" when it was over.

While Mrs. Lupine was sobbing in his arms, he comforted his mother in turn.

It's painfully precocious.

"Ma'am, my son..."

"He'll be fine." Wendy said, "We've got an idea."

There are two ideas:

The first one is the idea of ​​chamaejasma reagent.By strengthening the neural activity of the cerebral cortex and cutting off the influence pathway of the werewolf's blood on the central nervous system, the werewolf can keep awake and rational on the night of the full moon.

But Wendy's ambition is even bigger. She hopes to find out the law of black magic in the werewolf's blood, and prevent the werewolf from transforming once a month from the source.Even, turning werewolves into normal people once and for all.

The first potion was produced three months later. With the current mature research system of the "Wisdom Tree" and the integration of the ingenuity of dozens of potion masters, the Wolf's Poison Reagent is really not difficult.According to the usual practice, the research group tried to simplify the formula, reduce the cost and extend the shelf life of the potion.The final product fully meets the requirements of mass production.

Remus was the first beneficiary of the "Tree of Wisdom" version of the wolfsbane agent, or "White Peach No. [-]".In return for his donation of werewolf blood, "Tree of Wisdom" announced that he would provide him with the most advanced werewolf treatment medicine for free for life.

"I really don't know how to thank you." The little boy's face was flushed. He rarely behaved so healthy and lively the day after the full moon. "Mother hugged me to sleep last night."

Sleeping with a wolf cub, if the wolf cub is not aggressive, isn't it similar to sleeping with a puppy?Once you are familiar with this setting, it is quite touching.

The Riddle boys apparently felt the same way.

Alice: "I heard that you will turn into a puppy every night when the moon is full. Is it true?"

Lupine, who hadn't made friends since becoming a werewolf, was in a bad mood: "No...it's a wolf...no, how do you know?"

"Because Alice eavesdropped on the conversation of Mom and Dad." Leonard exposed his sister every day, and then expressed his views on this matter, "It's amazing, I thought only Animagus could turn people into animals .”

Lupine: "...no... wait..."

Alice: "Can we watch you transform when the full moon is next month? I've wanted a puppy since I was a kid, but Dad won't let me."

Lupine tries to regain communication: "Why doesn't your daddy let you have a puppy?"

Alice shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe it's because I'm afraid that the dog will kill the nearby snakes? However, if I can have a St. Joseph, I will definitely teach it to be obedient and not to eat randomly..."

Lupine: Wait, who's St. Joseph?dog?There is no dog hair, and you even have a name?No, you don't have dog hair but you have wolf hair, it seems to be me...

Lupine gave up on further communication with Alice.

The author has something to say:

Author: Tom, Alice eavesdropped on your conversation, why didn't you stop it?

Tom: She's eavesdropping on her own merits, why stop her?