Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 744 Lupine's Secret

  The castle, which was originally deserted due to the Christmas holiday, became lively again after the students returned.

  Gryffindor students gathered in twos and threes to chat about the trivial matters during the vacation, and a few students were working **** their vacation homework.

   After packing up the dormitory, Albert sat with Lee Jordan by the window and played wizard cards. This set of decks is already different from the original set, the classification is more detailed, and even the cards have become very formal, the kind that can already be sold.

  Although wizard cards are not as popular as they were at the beginning, there are still many students in the school who are willing to join the wizard card club.

  Everyone is not just for the championship reward, but more because they can always find friends to play cards with in the club.

  It's a great feeling to get together and play poker together.

  The only regret is that the wizard cards still haven't been mass-produced, and selling them is a loss-making business. Today's Wizards Club relies more on Lee Jordan's enthusiasm for management, and he himself enjoys it.

   "It's really not easy to win you once." Lee Jordan raised his hands and stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "You haven't played wizard cards for a long time."

"Yeah, I haven't played for a long time." Albert put down the wizard card in his hand, looked sideways at Fred and George who were copying their homework, and asked with a smile: "How is it, have you finished copying? "

   "It's almost time, there is one last bit left."

   "It will be finished soon."

   "I really don't know why the two of them just don't want to spend some time on it." Lee Jordan was not surprised by this. After each vacation, Fred and George had to copy homework in surprise to complete the vacation homework.

   "Who saw Harry?"

  Wood looked around the common room and walked towards Fred and George.

   "Wood, what do you want to see Harry? He seems to have something to go back to the dormitory just now, and he should be down soon." Lee Jordan raised his hand to greet Wood, "Oh, he's here."

   "Something." Wood didn't say much, he had already seen Harry.

   "Guess what they are talking about?" Lee Jordan said, looking at the two over there.

"It's probably about Quidditch. Now Wood only pays attention to Quidditch." Albert speculated, "He's probably asking Potter if he bought a new broomstick and if there's any way to deal with the dementors." question."

"I guess so."

  Lee Jordan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, and quietly leaned over to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

  Albert put away the cards on the table and put them back in the box. He turned his gaze to the sneaky Lee Jordan, feeling amused.

   "Firebolt? Seriously? A real Firebolt?"

Wood's voice was very loud, almost roaring, and the atmosphere in the entire common room couldn't help but stagnate. Everyone could feel his excitement and excitement from Wood's voice, and they all looked at where Harry and Wood were. , Quietly **** up your ears to eavesdrop.

   "With a curse? How could there be a curse?" Wood couldn't believe what he heard.

   "No, I'll go talk to Professor McGonagall and let her be reasonable."

   Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Wood seemed to have been stimulated by something, his face was pale, and he hurried towards the outside of the common room.

   "Harry got a Firebolt for Christmas."

After Lee Jordan came back, he told Albert and the twins the news, "But the Firebolt sent was not signed. I don't know who gave it to Harry as a Christmas present. Professor McGonagall thought the Firebolt was suspicious and worried There's some wicked spell on it, so take the Firebolt away and examine it."

"Professor McGonagall would think it's normal for the Firebolt to be suspicious. After all, there is no signature, and the price of the Firebolt is very expensive. If someone deliberately tampers with it, Potter may be in danger after riding a broomstick." Albert She understood Professor McGonagall's approach, and she only cared about Harry Potter's safety, even though the other party didn't necessarily appreciate it.

   "The whole country is searching for Blake, how could he walk into a Quidditch boutique to buy broomsticks?" Ron, who was sitting not far from them, retorted softly.

"Why do you want to enter the Quidditch boutique?" Albert looked at Ron suspiciously, and reminded, "As long as someone is willing to pay and can afford it, let the owl help you pre-order. As for the buyer, just think about it." Just deal with the name."

   "Do you also think that the Firebolt was sent by Black?" Hermione just crawled into the common room through the hole, just in time to hear them talking about it, and couldn't help interjecting.

   "I don't know, as long as the person who gave the Firebolt is not found, everything is possible, right?" Of course Albert knew that the Firebolt was a gift from Black to Harry.

   "Albert, can we have a private chat?" Hermione said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."

"Very important?"

"Very important."

   "Okay." Albert stood up and followed Hermione towards the outside of the common room.

  The two found a secluded and unoccupied hidden passage. After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, Hermione took several deep breaths, tried to calm her emotions and said, "I found that Professor Lupine seems to be... a werewolf."

  Hermione quickly talked about how she discovered the identity of Professor Lupine.

   It turned out that during the Christmas vacation, Hermione finished the homework assigned by Snape on how to identify and kill werewolves, and found that Professor Lupine always took leave when the full moon was full, and his boggart was a moon.

  After Hermione finished talking about her discovery, she noticed that Albert didn't have much reaction, and couldn't help asking, "You actually knew it a long time ago, right?"

   "Well, I guessed it. I guessed it after noticing that Professor Lupine always fell ill during the full moon." Albert did not deny it. As for the excuse, of course he made it up casually. Hermione mentioned the moon balance sheet just now.

   "Why did Dumbledore let a werewolf teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione looked disturbed. Although she came from the Muggle world, she still knew exactly what a werewolf meant.

  In the wizarding world, werewolves are even more notorious than giants, because once bitten by a werewolf, it basically means that a life is ruined.

"Although many werewolves have become very evil due to the torment of lupine disease and the isolation of other wizards, there are still a small number of werewolves with kind hearts." Albert softly comforted Hermione's uneasy emotions, and continued: "Lupine The professor is obviously not an evil wizard, otherwise Dumbledore would not have invited him to serve at the school."

   "But, when I became a werewolf..."

  "As long as it is reasonably controlled, Professor Lupine will not pose a threat to the students."

   "reasonable controls?"

"Yes, since Professor Dumbledore asked Professor Lupine to serve as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I think he should have asked Professor Snape to prepare Professor Lupine's wolfsbane potion. As long as you take this potion, the werewolf will be transformed Still being able to stay sane, it's not going to be that dangerous."

  Hermione remembered that Harry had mentioned that Snape tried to murder Lupine with a potion. The potion at that time should be the so-called "Wolf's Bastard Potion".

"Actually, most werewolves have a hard life, and it's not difficult to see this from Professor Lupine's clothes." Albert sighed softly: "Professor Dumbledore has undoubtedly given Professor Lupine a decent job." work, but you need to be aware of one thing, Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is also a very risky profession."

   "Are you referring to the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Hermione also heard that almost no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor can hold office for more than a year.

"You probably don't know that since I came to Hogwarts to study, except for Professor Bard who resigned early and was not injured, Professor Smith disappeared, Professor Quirrell died, and Professor Lockhart became a fool." Albert Continued: "I guess there are not many wizards willing to come to Hogwarts to serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. This position is too unlucky, and Professor Lupine just needs a decent job, so Professor Dumbledore just happens to be absent. Only people would invite him to serve at the school."

   "Of course, I think in order to prevent Professor Lupine from having an accident, it is best to remind him to resign in advance to avoid possible dangers."

  Hermione opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

   "Help keep it a secret, please?"

   Hermione nodded.

   "By the way, did you quarrel with Potter and Weasley?" Albert asked, changing the subject.

   "Because of Firebolt, neither of them pay much attention to me." Hermione was a little depressed.

"This... It can only be said that we are still young, and some things are not so clear." Albert comforted softly, "Most people actually care more about their own feelings, whether it is you, me, Ron or Like Harry, we're more concerned with our own business."

"I think Harry must know that you are looking out for his own good, but sometimes that's the case. People are complicated creatures, and sometimes they don't want you to be good for him." Albert said suddenly, "I think you look It's very tiring, twelve courses must put a lot of pressure on you. If I were you, I would give up divination and Muggle studies."

   "I can't do it, I don't want to give up." Hermione shook her head.

   "It's like this sometimes." Albert said calmly, "As a friend, all I can help you is to persuade you to give up a few courses and give you some advice, that's all."

   "Of course, I'm not qualified to say these things." Albert laughed at himself.

  (end of this chapter)