HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

When Dumbledore announced that Remus Lupine would be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Snape already realized that the task of preparing the wolfsbane potion Lupine needed would inevitably fall on himself.

Sure enough, when the sky darkened and the professors took their leave one after another to go home, Dumbledore called out to Snape who was also about to leave.

Madam Pomfrey, who stayed last because she was not ready to leave the school, glanced at the Potions Professor who had stopped in her tracks, nodded to Dumbledore, stood up and walked out.

"Severus," Dumbledore said helplessly, and called out to Snape who stopped in his tracks but refused to turn around, "I know you and Remus have some grievances—— "

"No," said Snape, "I have nothing against them." He turned, but he did not want to look at Dumbledore.

In all fairness, Snape was unwilling to brew Wolfsbane potion for Remus Lupine.Not to mention the complicated brewing of Wolfsbane Potion, which will inevitably take up too much of his time, just talking about the expensive potion ingredients needed for Wolfsbane Potion-he doesn't believe that Lupine, as a werewolf who has to transform every month, Can earn enough to pay for these medicinal materials.

But Snape also knew in his heart that Dumbledore would definitely have a way to persuade him to agree to this matter in the end, and his current resistance was completely meaningless.

But so what?

Dumbledore, who was pushed back, paused for a moment, his expression unchanged: "Anyway, the danger of letting a werewolf spend the full moon in school is too great, Severus, it's not just It's Remus's problem, and it's more about the children's safety."

"You could have invited another person to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Snape said without hesitation. "Need I remind our great Mr. Headmaster? The person standing in front of you sends you a letter every year. There is an application to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Dumbledore dissatisfied.

"But a good Potions professor is far more rare than a good Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," he said. "Severus, you have to realize that you are very important to us in your current position."

This answer was obviously not enough for Snape to be satisfied, and he put on his trademark annoying mocking smile almost immediately: "Sorry? Excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I'm afraid you don't mean someone so stupid that the Dark Lord has half his mind, or some disgraced ex-famous writer who's still at St. Mungo's after being hit by his own Oblivion Curse?"

"Severus," Dumbledore called him a little harshly, "I don't think it's very polite for you to say that." He said, feeling a little helpless himself.

"You know, the saying that Voldemort put a curse on this position has become more and more widespread because of the constant replacement of professors. In the past few years, I have hardly received an application for a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." He looked at the staring Snape glanced, "Well - except you."

"Anyway, Remus is at least a professor with real abilities. As long as we have enough Wolfsbane Potion, we don't need to worry about the safety of the students at all. What's more, Black escaped from prison this year—I think, with Remus and Black Based on the relationship back then, he probably knows Blake better than anyone else. This can effectively prevent him from breaking into the school and hurting the students."

Snape scoffed at that. "I don't think so," he said.

"You know, Lupine and Black used to have a very good relationship—" the Potions professor said meaningfully, "As far as I know, the good student in your mind has hidden a lot of pretty great things, how do you Surely he wouldn't—"

"Severus." Dumbledore interrupted him quickly, "I don't think the possibility you raise exists, and I hope you can let go of some—prejudice, at least, and Remus getting along peacefully shouldn't be a big problem for you?"

The corner of the man's mouth twisted in displeasure, and he stared at Dumbledore. After a while, he was defeated by the other party's eyes mixed with tolerance for the tantrum young man, and turned his face away.

"I'll try my best." He lowered his eyes and whispered, puffing his cheeks unwillingly.

Dumbledore smiled in satisfaction, looked at Snape's back and said, "I will tell Remus that he will discuss with you the time to get the Wolfsbane Potion."

Snape, who had already reached the door, paused, and opened the door silently, after all, he did not resist Dumbledore's arrangement.

Seeing this, Dumbledore couldn't help smiling again.

For Remus Lupine, knowing that Snape was willing to provide him with the wolfsbane potion was really a very good thing.

Even with Dumbledore's promise before, he was once worried that the other party would refuse to help because of the grievances of his youth-for Lupine, although he had almost no involvement with Snape and James Potter and ...The open and secret struggle between Sirius Black.But as a friend of the two, at least in the eyes of the vengeful Snape, his own identity as an accomplice cannot escape.What's more, there was that time...

All these factors combined made him especially grateful to Snape.But Snape didn't like to see this werewolf who robbed him of his coveted position. Even the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who came to attend the opening dinner in a long way, just snorted softly when he greeted him.

Dumbledore noticed the movement on their side, and turned his head to look at Lupine: "Remus, I heard that the way you came was not peaceful?"

"Yes," Lupine smiled wearily, "I'm afraid the dementors don't follow the Ministry of Magic's command very much. Sir, are we really going to have dementors stationed near the school? I'm worried..."

Dumbledore's expression turned cold for a moment. He raised his head and glanced at the ceiling of the auditorium projecting the sky that was extraordinarily gloomy due to the dementors outside, and silently took a sip of the drink at hand.

"It's not up to me to decide." The old man said quickly and calmly.

"I only hope... after hearing my warning, our students can know how to restrain their curiosity that is sometimes too exuberant."

Snape turned his head to the side - he found that the old man seemed to be extremely disgusted with this kind of creature, and whenever he mentioned the dementor, his emotions would become extraordinarily intense.