A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts: Fanwai Lupin

"Can you tell me, why are you here?"

A little wizard sat primly in a chair. "I came here on Wolfman's suggestion. He said that you are a very wise man who runs the world's largest multinational company and is the person that Mr. Mr. trusts the most; more than that, you are still... "

He secretly looked at the opposite person with his eyes.

"Still your kind," Lupine added. "Yes, yes," said the man. Lupine looked at the wizard kindly. It was the first time they met, but he felt a sense of familiarity. Maybe it was because the wizard wrapped himself in the old and patched robes, cloak and scarf, with a sickly face and mixed feelings. With white hair and restless eyes. This is so similar to him back then.

"Mr. Lupine," the man was encouraged by Lupine's gentle eyes, and he spoke more smoothly, "I have been living in isolation and living in the wild for more than ten years, and I only recently heard about it from a group of explorers. It's unbelievable, it's like a dream, marginal people like us..." He opened his mouth.

Lu Ping stopped him, nodded in agreement, and said:

"I've seen many examples similar to yours. They come in with a sad face, probably the most helpless expression ever, at a loss for the changes in the world, but after the exchange, they leave contentedly and start a new life. According to me I know they are living well now."

"That's right!" the man said eagerly, his eyes revealing hope, "Wolfman said the same! He said that you have a very good way to make a werewolf reborn."

Lupine smiled.

"I don't remember having any secret recipes that I had to keep secret. I did separate out some practical techniques from werewolf transformation magic, and almost everyone in the werewolf community had a share so that they could help each other learn; I also founded the werewolf The rights and interests association, as long as you follow the above regulations, you can receive a monthly wolfbane potion with very little money; by the way, the association is currently training its own pharmacists, and we have mastered four of the seven wolfbane potions Law. These benefits are available to everyone, and you don’t need to see me to get them.”

The man looked at Lupine in confusion, looking bewildered, he couldn't help leaning forward slightly, and said tentatively: "But I think, there must be something special about you? Otherwise, why do all werewolves respect you?" You? Well, the above alone is completely worthy of respect, but these two kinds of 'respect' are completely different, and I can feel it."

"Oh," said Lupine with a slight smile, "I'm honored by your trust. I do have a few stories and a few suggestions that might help you blend in better, but it's nothing special at the end of the day. ...I would love to hear your story."

When Tonks came in from the outside, he saw Lupine and the wizard coming out of the study. As happened countless times before, the strange visitor walked with ease, as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Lupine handed the man a business card.

"You can contact Miss Temple, she will arrange you properly, her working ability is beyond doubt."

"Thank you, Mr. Lupine, thank you very much." The wizard said gratefully. He looked at Tonks who was walking over. "You must be Mrs. Lupine, right? People as ignorant as me have heard of it." The love story between the two is really enviable, Mrs. Lupine seems to be a kind-hearted person..."

"I figured it out." After the wizard left, Tonks raised his eyebrows and said, "The evaluations I get from your friends all have a 'good heart', as if I am because of this It's like being with you!"

"I know. It's because of love." Lupine said seriously, "but in the eyes of other werewolves, love is a luxury, not to mention having such a beautiful and intelligent witch as his wife."

Tonks hummed happily.

Lupine held her with open arms, unchanged from the way he had held her at the wedding eleven years earlier. He is happy with everything now - a smart and considerate wife, a healthy and lively son (without any wolfish traits, inherited his mother's Transform Magus), a godson (Harry's youngest son Albus) , a bunch of relatives and friends, a good career and social status, there is nothing to be picky about.

He was extremely grateful that he accepted Dumbledore's invitation back then.

Because he's been 'getting' ever since. His heart is so full that he has been able to do something for the same kind over the years—including the Werewolf Rights Association and the Simplified Werewolf Transformation Magic, as well as talking in the study room almost once a week.

Over the years, every year, werewolves muster up the courage to come out of the mountains, jungles, and wilderness, and observe the strange environment in front of them with a timid and vigilant heart. And as possibly the most famous werewolf in the world, Lupine helped and comforted countless people.

The warm moment didn't last long. A ten-year-old boy rushed in and stomped on the stairs. Lupine and Tonks glanced at each other, at their child.

"Dad, Mom, Sirius asked me to ask when you're going to be there!" Teddy Lupine yelled.

"Immediately," Tonks scowled, "if you don't make trouble."

"But if I don't make a sound, you will definitely hug each other forever!" Teddy cried.

Tonks pouted, looking up and down the little boy.

"What's wrong with your hair?"

Teddy's hair was a brilliant fiery red, not the same **** color as he had had for breakfast. But he inherited his mother's ability to change his appearance at will, which naturally included adjusting the color of his hair, so what his mother said was tantamount to finding fault. He shook his head triumphantly, "I met a little girl with red hair, she was so silly, and I told her that I was a relative of Wes's family!"

Tonks and Luplane looked at each other.

"What's the name of that little girl?"

"Could it be little Rosalie?"

"Why?" Teddy looked incredulous, "Sirius brought her to our house for at least half a month, and we met at Harry's godfather's house for the other half of the month—"

"Victoire?" Lupine asked.

Teddy pondered for a while, then slowly said: "It seems to be called this name."

"My God," said Tonks, "that's Bill and Fleur's kid. You used to play together when you were kids."

Ten minutes later, when Lupine came out of the living room, he saw Tonks and Teddy, a mother and son, staring at each other in the living room, their hair color changing like a carousel. This is Tonks' specialty, but Teddy is not to be outdone. This is the first skill he has learned since birth, before he yelled the first word.

Lupine leaned against the windowsill, admiring the scene with great satisfaction. Another ten minutes later, Teddy was defeated, his hair frozen in black reluctantly. Tonks, by contrast, looked triumphant.

"Let's go," she said cheerfully.

The sun was shining outside, and the hotel was packed with tourists, who came to the banquet hall on the third floor. At the entrance, a burst of deafening music was heard before entering the door. Lupine was a little dazed, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. The next second, this premonition came true.

Sirius is singing happily on stage, holding a guitar in his hand, in hippie attire; behind him is Bill, fingers gliding across the keyboard, ponytail wagging from side to side, and small fan earrings on his ears Appearing and disappearing; Rove's drum set was obviously a little out of tune, as if he was rushing ducks to the shelves. Lupine wondered if he had come earlier, would it be him who sat there, but it was more likely that he would Like Neville, who looked around with his saxophone in his arms, and seemed to have bought a standing ticket on stage.

Lupine suddenly had the urge to close his eyes.

It's Sirius' 'Furkids Band'. Even more unfortunate, he realizes that he is also part of the band (forced). Even the band's name was invented by Sirius as a joke on his new moniker, 'King the Hairy Kid'.

The expressions of the audience are different. The family members of the performers all looked like they wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh. Maybe only Luna really liked it. She held a bird with rainbow feathers on each of her arms~IndoMTL.com~ her head was intoxicated and followed the rhythm lightly point; Wesley sat with the whole family together, with focused expressions, and Ginny desperately grabbed a boy, James, trying to stop his growing desire to perform; Mrs. Wesley and Fleur stared at Bill's swinging Ponytails, but dare Lupine say they think very differently - it's written all over their faces! Severus sat in the corner with his mouth slightly open; next to him the potbellied Slughorn chatted with Draco and Astoria with a smile; whistle.

"To be fair, it's not bad." Mad-Eye Moody near the door asked in a low voice, "What are they singing?"

"A great victory." Lupine subconsciously said.

"That's right, that's it." Moody laughed and hummed along with the melody. With his hoarse voice in contrast, Lupine could also hear the beauty of Sirius' singing.

When Harry, the organizer of the banquet, appeared, what he saw was the scene of everyone singing in chorus. Sirius and Bill's stage style became more rough, which made him a little confused. My godfather really has a talent for singing? Didn't Amelia say that only Kreacher praised him?

Harry took that to mean 'unprincipled flattery', like if he asked Dobby, who absolutely thought his singing was fantastic.