Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Ivan carried the suitcase and boarded the train. Since he arrived early, there were not many people on the train, and most of the boxes were empty.

Ivan did not randomly find an empty box to sit in, but found someone on the train. When he opened the last box, he happened to see a middle-aged wizard placing the luggage box.

The wizard wore an old patched robe with light gray hair. He looked tall and thin. The side looked pale, as if he might be blown down by the wind at any time.

Remus John Lupin!

At a glance, Ivan recognized the identity of the wizard in front of him, who would appear here at this time, and he was the only one who dressed up.

Perceiving the noise at the door, Lupin turned his head and looked at Ivan.

"Hello, Professor Lupin, may I sit here?" Ivan nodded politely.

"Ah of course, please feel free!" Lu Ping was stunned, looking a little restrained. He remembered that there were still many vacant carriages on the train.

Because of his own experience, Lupin deliberately chose the unmanned compartment at the rear of the car, but he didn't expect someone to follow him right after he came in and put the suitcase.

Lupin sat down as far as possible to the corner, watching Ivan sitting opposite, curious, and asked aloud.

"Can you tell me which college you are a student? And how do you know that I am a professor?"

"I'm Ivan Hals of Gryffindor. As for your identity, of course you can see it from your suitcase." Ivan pointed to the luggage rack above. Lupin's suitcase was printed his name.

"In addition, I think you should be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor! Because this position happens to be vacant, isn't it?" Ivan talked freely, he needed Lupin's help, so naturally he wanted to impress him. some.

"Wonderful!" Lupin applauded and said appreciatively."You are very smart. If I hadn't listened to your introduction, I would have thought you were a Ravenclaw."

"By the way, your name is Ivan Hals? That genius little wizard who made the wolf poison potion? Winner of the Merlin Medal?"

Lupin suddenly thought of something. He took out a daily prophet from his patched robe, and when he was about to open it for confirmation, it stopped.

Because Lupin saw a shining medal hanging on Ivan's chest, it was so dazzling, he obviously didn't need to confirm it again.

"That is indeed me, Professor!" Ivan nodded reservedly. The reason why he has been so angry today is always carrying the Merlin Medal, so that Lupin can recognize himself and make contact easier.

"It's amazing, it's hard to believe that you can do things that many potions masters can't do at such a young age." Lu Ping looked at the little wizard who was only 13 or 14 years old in front of him, and said with emotion.

He felt that the surprise in this life might not have come so much on this day.

"It's not that they can't do it. It's just that these potion masters don't care much about the status quo of werewolf wizards in the magic world." Ivan shook his head and retorted.

"Yes, who cares about the safety of a group of werewolves?" Lu Ping smiled bitterly. After so many years of wandering life, Lu Ping has an incomparable understanding of the prejudice of normal wizards against werewolf wizards.

Whenever you go to a new place, everyone can get along well when no one knows his identity, and finding a job is not difficult.

But because he would run out of control every night of the full moon, even if he could estimate the time to hide in no one's place, the noise that came out was difficult to hide.

So every time he would reveal his identity and be forcibly expelled from each time, very few people were willing to accept a werewolf. This was also the reason why he wandered around in the Ministry. After all, he didn't stay long anywhere.

Because of this, Lupin became more curious about Ivan.

"Can you tell me why you want to develop this potion?" Lupin asked.

Ivan then repeated the excuses from the interview with Rita Skeeter, showing that he lived in Knockoff Alley and often contacted werewolves to know a lot about them, and he also had deep sympathy.

He understands that werewolf wizards are not as brutal as in the legend, many of them are victims of werewolf attacks, and in a normal state, they are no doubt ordinary wizards.

Ivan spoke very sincerely. Although he had a certain purpose, he was more sincere.

He had come into contact with the werewolves such as Walker and Furen during the dump. They honestly did odd jobs in Knockoff Alley, earning a meager salary to survive. Compared to the wicked and cunning dark wizards in Knockoff Alley, he was better. Too much.

Ivan's words greatly increased Lupin's favor, he sighed and said.

"If other wizards think like you do, those werewolves will be better off, and there won't be so many werewolf wizards going astray."

Lu Ping recalled the werewolf wizards he met on the way he was wandering. They were repelled and disgusted by the magical world so that they could not find a job and could not support themselves. They had to rely on theft and robbery to make a living. Many people ended up The mentality was deformed and distorted, and he became a complete dark wizard.

There are more werewolves like this, and it has once again intensified the rejection of normal wizards against them, and the constant cycle has created an untieable knot.

"I think it will definitely change in the future." Ivan said comfortingly.

"Yeah, with the wolf's poison potion you developed, it should be better in the future! It just takes some time." Lu Ping broke free from the memory and smiled at Ivan.

Although Lupin knows very well that it is impossible for the magical world to accept werewolf wizards only with the wolf poison potion, at least it is slowly getting better, isn't it?

Then, the two talked about other things, and it was not until the train was about to start that Lupin stopped talking sleepily.

As a poor wandering werewolf, he really didn't have any extra money to stay in the Broken Cauldron Bar, so he would fall asleep nearby these days, and he was really sleepy now.

Lupin curled up and sat in the corner, nap using another shabby robe as a quilt.

Ivan didn't intend to waste time in the car, took out a sophisticated potion book from his suitcase, looked through it for himself, and made some notes from time to time.

Lu Ping squinted his eyes slightly, watching this scene in his eyes, and had a clear understanding of Ivan's effort. No wonder he was able to develop a potion at such an age.

Hals, if you were still alive, you would be proud of your child, right?

Someone flashed past Lupin’s mind, and after a while, Lupin couldn’t resist falling asleep sleepily.

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