Chapter 307 The Unsettled Werewolf

Fudge looked happy, and then quickly put on a serious expression on his face. He frowned like a minister: "Change the meeting to New York... Change it to the United States? Didn't we agree to hold it in Britain last time?"

"We don't know the specific situation yet." Umbridge also looked serious. "I think there must be a huge secret hidden in it. Sir, we must rush back as soon as possible!"

Fudge's smile could hardly be hidden. He rolled his eyes and glanced at Dumbledore, and said loudly: "Look, Albus, it's not that I don't want to discuss it with you, but there is something more important." Things. That’s it for today. We’ll find time to talk about Dementors later.

"Goodbye, Albus!"

After Fudge finished speaking, he happily picked up the funny dark green top hat and left in a hurry.

"International Confederation of Wizards..." Dumbledore repeated, and after regaining his composure, he shouted in a deep voice toward the back of the shelf, "Come out, Remus."

There were slight footsteps, and Professor Lupine walked out with a wry smile on his face: "This is really... I just wanted to know something about Peter Pettigrew, but I didn't expect that the Minister of Magic would be visiting."

"Sit down..." Dumbledore picked up the teapot: "Black tea, pumpkin juice, mulled wine or something else?"

"Pumpkin juice, I may not be able to eat anything sweet for the next half month." Lu Ping showed a nostalgic look, "It feels like I'm back to when I was in school 20 years ago. Every time the moon is full and I transform, I will come to you. In the office, you also asked me what I wanted to drink."

"Well, I didn't serve you alcohol back then, and I remember you stopped coming after fifth grade... try my special maple syrup hot drink."

With a soft smile on his face, Dumbledore shook the teapot a little, and what poured out from the spout was steaming brown maple syrup lemonade. "Actually, you don't have to hide at all. If the conversation just now has something to do with you, Help, maybe Connelly has agreed to remove the dementors."

"The case of Greyback's attack on my home was recorded in the Ministry of Magic. The senior deputy minister who proposed the "Anti-Werewolf Act" may know me." Lupine smiled and shook his head, took a sip of the hot drink, I frowned at the sweetness.

Putting down the cup and shaking it gently, Lu Ping fell into silence as he looked at the viscous fluid inside.

This isn't a hot drink, it's just syrup.

"Remus, if she really knew you, even if she just recognized your name, she would have come to the school with the law to arrest you." Dumbledore picked up the syrup and took a sip without changing his expression, "Listen Minerva said you were going to teach the Patronus Charm in the club."

Seeing the principal drinking it calmly, Lupine had some doubts about himself. He took another tentative sip, and then decisively put down the tea cup: "I have this idea, but I'm not sure if it is feasible. The Patronus Charm is good for the little wizard. too difficult."

A sly smile flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, but he said what the principal should say: "I always believe that young wizards have endless potential, and some people have already learned it, right?"

"You are talking about Loren and Hermione...they are quite special." Lupine said with some embarrassment.

After teaching for almost half a month, Lu Ping had already discovered that these two little wizards were leading by a cliff. He was not at the same level as other young wizards of the same grade, and Harry could only barely see the backs of the two people in front of him.

Dumbledore nodded slightly: "How did Harry learn?"

"His situation is very special..." Lupine fell into thinking, "Maybe the deaths of James and Lily had a great impact on him, or maybe it's because of the strange protective spell. His soul seems..."

Lupine frowned, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

Dumbledore was not surprised: "Anyway, let's start the club first. I believe the students will give you a surprise."

"I hope so." Lu Ping nodded, with a serious look on his face, "By the way, regarding the International Federation of Wizards being held in New York, America, is there a conspiracy from a mysterious person behind this?

"Because of the Anti-Werewolf Act, several of my werewolf friends have fled to the United States to make a living. I heard that the werewolf community there is expanding rapidly. There may be someone behind this who is adding fuel to the fire."

"The letter Miss Beetle wrote to me also mentioned this matter..." Dumbledore looked at the slow-flowing syrup in the cup and fell into deep thought, "Werewolves... the International Federation of Wizards changed the venue... these two things are related Do you want to contact me..."

Lu Ping was silent for a moment and said firmly: "I can go there if necessary. With the invitations from those werewolf friends, no one will doubt me."

"Remus, it's far from that time yet," Dumbledore said softly, "I thought you preferred life at school."

"Who doesn't like it...the energetic little wizard, the warm food and the soft bed..." There was a trace of trance in Lupine's eyes, "It is precisely because I like it that I am willing to go there and do what I should do. matter."

"No one should take it for granted, Remus, regarding the Humanoid Restoration Curse..."

"After everything is over, if I can really live a stable life, no one would be more willing to appreciate every full moon night than me."

"It will, Remus, I promise you."

…

In the evening, after the last lesson on Charms.

Loren left a piece of coconut sorbet for Hermione, which was included in the luxury gift bag given by Neville. The filling was coconut milk and bean paste, and the slightly translucent crust was made of glutinous rice flour. It looked pink, sweet but not greasy.

The two of them walked side by side toward the courtyard. Seeing the tired-looking Hermione becoming happy because of the coconut sorbet, Loren smiled and said, "Why do you look more tired than last time? You are obviously experienced?"

"Alas~" Hermione couldn't help but sigh while eating dessert, and said sadly, "Last week, the course just started, and the professors spent a lot of time introducing the course schedule. Although it was a bit awkward to use the time turner for the first time, But it’s quite easy. This week is the formal teaching, and I have to listen to every lesson wholeheartedly. It’s so tiring!”

"Quit the class."

"don't want."

Looking at the stubborn girl, Loren felt distressed and amused at the same time: "It's fine if you don't quit Muggle studies. Why don't you quit divination? Don't you dislike Professor Trelawney?"

Saving the plump bean paste and coconut paste in the middle to the end, Hermione ate it in one gulp and said incomprehensibly: "But she made a real prophecy, so I'm not willing to give in. I want to see it again."

The coconut sorbet was a little sticky, and Hermione chewed it while talking. The glutinous rice skin became sticky to her throat, and her expression began to look uncomfortable.

Loren saw it funny and hurriedly patted her back to help her swallow the last bite: "Would you rather hold on like this?"

"Oh, wait until I study more. I'll give up if I'm too tired." Hermione coquettishly changed the subject and pointed to the horizon, "Look, the Dementors outside the school haven't evacuated yet. .”

"Maybe they are still going through the process." Loren didn't care about the dementors, he was more concerned about the gradually darkening sky.

"The sun has set. I boiled the potion in the Room of Requirement and am going to adjust the heat. I'll leave for a while." Loren patted her shoulder and ran away in a hurry.

Looking at his retreating back, Hermione tilted her head, with pink bean paste and coconut hanging from the corner of her mouth:

"Potion?"