Chapter 122: Within Calculation, Beyond Plan

Just as Lupine, who had turned into a werewolf, rushed towards Maca ferociously again, Maca stepped back while steadily pointing the tip of his wand at the ground between Lupine and him.

"Break to pieces!" "Bang!"

With a bang, large pieces of mud and rocks mixed with the turf splashed up, and Lupine, who was rushing towards him, was completely enveloped in it.

Although the momentum is quite loud, it obviously won't cause any harm to the werewolf, and such behavior seems a little unnecessary.

But at the next moment, Maca pointed his wand in Lupin's direction again - more precisely, he aimed at a large lump of mud that hit Lupin's arm!

What is he going to do?

If someone is watching from the sidelines at this moment, there must be such doubts. It's just a pity that there is no audience present here, and no one can see the spell application skills he will show next.

The lump of mud deformed in mid-air, quickly wrapped around Lupine's left arm, and turned into an iron ring shining with metallic luster.

"Floating into the sky!"

This was the last spell, and Maca controlled the hoop to lift Lupine's feet off the ground. Immediately afterwards, he flicked his wand violently, and the iron ring dragged Lupine to fit him and fell to Maca's feet.

Maca, who had been waiting there for a long time, raised the syringe tightly held in his left hand, stabbed it steadily on the side of Lupine's neck, and pushed the medicine into his body.

This is a set of beautiful spell combination applications, each spell is closely linked to the next one, quickly and accurately, cleverly weakening and avoiding the effect of the spell directly acting on the werewolf.

And the spells used in it, no matter the type or power, are not beyond the scope of ordinary students. In theory, any senior student at Hogwarts could do it.

Lupine, who had been injected with the potion, was still struggling, trying to get up from the ground, and finally fell into a deep sleep after a while.

It has to be said that the various resistances of werewolves are really terrifying.

Seeing that Lupine had calmed down, he had time to take a look at the castle, and then dragged Lupine all the way to Hagrid's hut with the Levitation Charm.

Soon, he found Black who had changed back to human form under the Whomping Willow, but he didn't find Scabbers here.

"Where's Peter?" Maca asked Black, who was sitting next to the secret passage.

In fact, he had roughly guessed it without asking.

"...He ran away again!" Black's eyes flashed with anger, and his dirty face was terrifyingly hideous.

Maca glanced into the secret passage that had been opened, but it was so dark that he couldn't see anything. Needless to say, Blake must have searched the Shrieking Shack, but obviously couldn't find it.

He turned his head and glanced at Lupine who was still in a coma, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

Although Maca didn't know when Peter Pettigrew escaped, it definitely wouldn't be now.

To be honest, he didn't care too much about this matter, because he had already made up his mind to face Voldemort with his own strength - that guy would definitely return, the result would be the same with or without Peter Pettigrew .

But now things are still somewhat deviated from his expectations, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"Although we have reserved our hands, the inexplicable advance of Peter's escape time has added an unknown factor to the original plan out of thin air..." Maca kept thinking in his heart, and shook his head after a while. "Forget it, let's find out about Lupine first!"

"I'm afraid this has something to do with Peter Pettigrew's escape..." he couldn't help thinking.

Wolf's poison potion needs to be taken in advance, and it will definitely not work if it is poured now, so it can only wait obediently.

As for the period of weakness after returning to human form, it doesn't matter much.

At Maca's urging, Black took Lupine with him to the Shrieking Shack, lest they be found by searchers.

It wasn't until the sky brightened that Lupine gradually recovered his human body.

"Professor Lupine?" "Lupine."

Maca and Black called out to Lupine who had just opened his eyes.

"Hmm...why..." Lupine had just finished speaking, and he understood by himself, "I transformed again? And it's still...did the wolfsbane potion not work?"

He raised his head hastily, just about to ask something, but he saw Black immediately.

"Sirius?"

Blake nodded silently as a greeting.

Lupine watched him intently, with a certain repressed emotion in his voice: "Why did you come out, Sirius?"

Blake had no expression on his face, he sat there motionless. After a few seconds, he said dully: "I have to do something..."

Maca on the side couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Professor Lupine, he came out to catch Peter Pettigrew."

"What?" Lupine suddenly turned to Maca.

"Do you know Ron's pet mouse?" Maca asked back, "The one called Scabbers."

There was a look of surprise on Lupine's face, but that was all. It can be seen that, in fact, he had already had some kind of speculation in his mind.

"That is to say—but—" Lupine turned back again, looking at Black intently, as if reading his mind, "why didn't he reveal the truth before?"

"Unless—" Lupine's eyes widened suddenly, as if looking at something other than Black, the focus of his gaze wandering in the air before his eyes.

"Unless he's the one...unless you guys...changed it without telling me?"

Black looked up into Lupine's face, then nodded slowly.

Regardless of the weakness of his body, Lupine struggled to get up and walked to Black, grabbed his hand, pulled him up hard, and then they hugged like two brothers.

"Friendship between men?" Maca touched his chin, showing a pensive look.

The two patted each other on the back and sat apart, looking like they needed to have a good chat - especially about Peter Pettigrew.

"Professor Lupine," Maca said first, "I think, before that, I need to find out about the Wolfsbane potion... Is the bottle still on you?"

"It's in my office, but it hasn't been lost yet. We'll go and have a look later," Lupine said. "Actually, I'd like to know what's wrong... I hope I haven't hurt anyone. "

Maca shrugged and said: "Probably not, you jumped out of the window as soon as the howling of the transformation ended, and then you ran towards me, there is no chance to hurt others."

"Oh—" Lupine asked nervously, "are you all right?"

"Of course, I injected you with some medicine that can make you sleepy, there is no problem." Maca said, spreading his hands to express that it was nothing.

Lupine had long been used to Maca's strange behavior. After he confirmed that Maca was not injured, he couldn't help tapping the iron ring still hanging on his arm.

"So, what did you do to me?" He couldn't help asking.

"You know, the werewolf's skin has a strong anti-magic effect, so... I can only use other things to bring you down." Maca explained, "Otherwise, it is really difficult to get close to a standing werewolf. It's a very difficult thing."

"...I really want to add some points to you." Lupine said with a bitter face.

"Then there's no need," Maca said, and stood up. "Professor Lupine, and Uncle Blake, you are here to catch up, and I'll go back to have breakfast first."

Looking at Maca's leaving back, the two couldn't help but look at each other with a trace of wonder in their eyes.

...

The Easter break isn't really about relaxing.

There had never been so much homework for a third year student, and Neville seemed to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and he wasn't the only one.

"It's called a holiday!" Seamus Finnigan yelled in the common room one afternoon. "The exams are far away. What the hell are they doing?"

No one was as busy as Hermione, though.

Even though she no longer took divination classes for some reason, she still took more classes than anyone else.

She was usually the last to leave the common room at night, and the first to the library the next morning. She already had shadows under her eyes like Lupin's, and the endless busyness seemed to strain her spirits a little, giving the impression that she might cry at any moment.

Ron had already taken over the Buckbeak case.

When he wasn't doing his homework, he was engrossed in reading thick dossiers with titles such as The Hippogriff Psychology Handbook, Bird or Monster? ", "Studies on the Barbarism of Hippogriffs" and so on.

He's been so engrossed in it lately that he's even forgotten to be aggressive with Crookshanks.

Meanwhile, Harry had to find time between Quidditch practice and homework every day, not to mention endless discussions of tactics with Wood.

By the way, the game between Gryffindor and Slytherin will be played on the first Saturday after Easter.

As for Maca, after he detected the sugar in the potion bottle of Wolfsbane Potion, he already knew it in his mind-it must have been secretly done by Peter Pettigrew.

Although I don't know when he did it and how he did it, but the suspicion is almost clear at a glance.

And now, he's probably gone to show his loyalty to his old master - or simply seek refuge, who knows?

It was useless to think about it any more, and Maca decided to settle Buckbeak's matter first. Although he missed a whole day because of the accident, it was not that urgent after all.