Chapter 590 A Werewolf Father Who Abandoned His Wife and Children? You Found the Wrong Person From the Beginning (1/2)

Chapter 590 A werewolf father who abandoned his wife and children? You found the wrong person from the beginning

"I want to find something to do." Lupin smiled far-fetchedly, "something meaningful."

"Take good care of my wife and unborn child." Aaron said seriously, "For a husband and father, nothing is more meaningful than this."

"But..." Lupin said painfully, "I am a werewolf, do you understand?

I shouldn't marry her, let alone let her get pregnant. These two mistakes are more serious than each other."

"Crackle..."

A grinding sound was heard, and Lupin looked in the direction of the sound.

A skinny kitten was looking at him coldly, and the strong hostility almost came out of his eyes.

"Do you have a cat?"

"I plan to find a companion for Abe, and I happened to meet a stray cat on the street, so I brought it back." Aaron glanced at the black cat and coughed twice, and it reluctantly lowered its head and continued to lick the plate.

Lupin didn't think much about it and continued, "I turned her into an object of rejection by others. A werewolf's wife will be looked down upon wherever she goes."

"Boring." Aaron rolled his eyes, "Is it possible that you are overthinking it?"

"I hope I am overthinking it, but even her parents are against our marriage."

"Hey! You are definitely right about this." Aaron nodded in agreement, "If I had a daughter and knew she was going to get married, I would be reluctant to let her go."

"Your understanding of 'opposition' seems to be different from what I said."

"No, it's actually the same." Aaron sighed softly, "If I were Nymphadora's father, and I knew she was going to marry a man of the same age as herself, I would be unworthy of being a father if I didn't pull out my wand and kill that bastard."

Hearing this, Lupin's eyes were dull, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.

"Wait, shouldn't the focus be on werewolves?"

"Believe me, the identity of werewolves is just another stab in their grief."

"You are really good at comforting people." Lupin was ashamed. He originally felt that he was sorry for Nymphadora, and now he was afraid that he had to add his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Actually, there is no need to be so entangled." Aaron said easily, "You are a werewolf, but who stipulates that werewolves can't marry wizards?

Besides, you and Nymphadora love each other, and no one forced anyone, so why bother about those secular views!"

"You don't understand, you are not me, and you can't understand me."

"Maybe! But I definitely have more say than others." Aaron said with emotion, "Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. My parents made a blind date list for me a few years ago. Guess who is on the list?

The princess of the mermaid clan, the noble of the elf clan, the princess of the vampire clan, if the conditions are not prohibited, they can probably find angels and demons for me."

Lupin's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes looking at Aaron were more incredible.

Nick! Is this a big family? Are all marriages so capricious?

"Although the Gaius family is not well-known in the wizarding world, its status is higher than that of the royal family in the Muggle world. Nearly half of the races on the blind date list of me, the only heir, are not human.

And the Tonks family and the Gaius family are not comparable at all. What else can they be picky about?"

Lupin:......

Something is wrong, but I just can't tell.

"Even if Nymphadora and I don't care about other people's opinions, what about the child?" Lupin seemed to have found the point, and was so excited that he was a little incoherent. "My kind usually don't have children, and the child will be like me."

"No." Aaron said firmly, "Research has shown that the offspring of werewolves and wizards are basically wizards.

Your child may have some werewolf characteristics, but at most he likes to eat meat half-cooked, and will never change his temperament on a full moon night and ignore his relatives."

"Really?"

A little light flashed in Lupin's dark eyes. He had suffered enough from his werewolf identity and didn't want his child to follow in his footsteps.

But after a while, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Even if the child is not like me, he has a werewolf father, a father who will make him ashamed forever."

"Oh!" Aaron suddenly realized, "Helping Harry is just an excuse, your real purpose is to escape from all this."

"Crackle..."

The sharp grinding sound sounded again, and Lupin felt an inexplicable hostility again.

"Is there something wrong with this stray cat?"

"Uh hehe...wild things are hard to tame, wild things are hard to tame." Aaron glared at the black cat fiercely, "Get out if you don't behave yourself."

"Ignore it, what was I talking about just now?"

"I didn't want to escape." Lupin gritted his teeth.

"You are deceiving yourself." Aaron said contemptuously, "You just said that you will be a father that will make him ashamed forever.

Professor Lupin, based on my understanding of you, you will probably think that if you die, your child will no longer have a werewolf father, so you will naturally not feel ashamed."

"Shut up." Lupin slammed the table hard, but he gradually lost his temper when he met Aaron's playful eyes, "I just want to give my child a relatively easy future."

"So you can ignore your life and sacrifice for justice like Sirius and Harry's parents, and your children will be proud of it if you tell others about it."

"Hehe..."

"Huh!" Aaron took a deep breath, "Abe!"

A white shadow immediately jumped out, staring down at the skinny kitten, and then raised a claw to press it to the floor.

The kitten kept struggling, but it was useless under the dragon's claws, and the sound gradually weakened.

"Okay, let's continue." Aaron said lightly, "Professor, I solemnly apologize to you first.

You are not thick-skinned, you are still as cowardly as before.

Fortunately, I didn't plan to help you. Just because you wanted to "die in the line of duty", you would definitely hinder Harry and the others."

"That will never happen, I..." Lupin stammered, "I can be irresponsible to myself, but I won't be irresponsible to Harry."

"What about your unborn child?" Aaron asked meaningfully, "Will he really feel relieved if he loses his father before he is born? Can your sacrifice for justice change your identity as a werewolf? Will Nymphadora hide his father's deeds from the child?"

"Don't say it." Lupin was pale and was beaten to a pulp by these questions.

Aaron remained unmoved and continued, "Even if all this goes according to your ideas, can you guarantee that your child will not seek the truth when he grows up?

Once he knows that his father chose a tragic way to end his life for him, what will he think?

How could I have such a cowardly father? He died a quick death and put all the pressure of the family on my mother."

"Stop it, I beg you to stop it." Lupin said with a sob, and there was more begging in his voice.

"Alas!" Aaron patted Lupin's shoulder, and then handed him a pack of tissues, "Professor, I'm not married yet, but I also have someone I like.

But if I were you, I would never abandon my wife and children.

It is an indisputable fact that you are a werewolf, but the fatherly love of a werewolf is more precious.

The reason for the Order of the Phoenix is ​​indeed high-sounding, but you are a wizard of Gryffindor and a student that Dumbledore is proud of. If you don't even have the courage to face your wife and children, you might as well find a rope to strangle yourself to death."

Lupin's eyes were blurred with tears, and he nodded with difficulty.

"Tell me, what are you going to do next?

Join Harry Potter's team, or go home to take care of your wife and unborn child?"

"I know what to do, and you won't help me, right?"

"That's right, I won't put a time bomb next to Hermione.

I don't want a newly established family to be in danger of being torn apart because of me."

"I understand." Lupin stood up, bowed to Aaron gratefully, and then left the shop slowly.

The door closed again, and the defensive barrier closed automatically.

Sirius started shouting, using a particularly annoying "meow" sound to show his presence, wanting Aaron to let him go.

"Abe." Aaron said impatiently, "beat him up for me."

Sirius was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he heard a crisp sound.

It seemed that one of his ribs was broken, and then severe pain spread throughout his body.

Half a minute later, Sirius recovered, but his nose and face were swollen, and he was embarrassed and couldn't get up.

"Hiss!" Moody walked out of the house, "This is too miserable."

"You have brought this upon yourself." Aaron scolded unceremoniously, "Once is an accident, twice is a warning, but three times is really unbearable.

If I hadn't asked Abe to stop him, he would probably have jumped on Lupin's face and scratched him."

"I was just expressing my dissatisfaction." Sirius said stubbornly, "I thought he really wanted to protect Harry."

"Remus really wanted to protect Harry, there is no doubt about that." Moody said seriously, "It's just that this time he wanted to die to protect Harry."

"That's why I scolded him unceremoniously to wake him up.

Remus Lupin has good abilities in the Order of the Phoenix, but his identity as a werewolf makes him feel inferior, and he subconsciously wants to escape when he encounters difficult decisions."

"James and I used to encourage and guide him, but now he can only rely on himself."

......

No. 12, Grimmauld Place.

There are still two days left before Hogwarts starts.

Harry and the other two had too much free time during this period. Every day, apart from studying Dumbledore's relics, they were thinking about where Voldemort's Horcruxes would be hidden.

If they wanted to collect intelligence about the wizarding world, they could only put on the invisibility cloak, carefully avoid the surveillance of the Death Eaters outside, and find a copy of the Daily Prophet from a corner.

These newspapers all serve the Ministry of Magic. The editor-in-chief is Rita Skeeter. The articles she published have uncovered a lot of Dumbledore's dark history.

Although Harry knew that Rita Skeeter's articles were quite different from the actual situation, he still had some doubts about Dumbledore. He might not be as perfect as he thought.

However, these articles also provided Harry with a lot of ideas. One of the place names interested him very much, Godric's Hollow.

There were many wizard families gathered there. Dumbledore once lived there, and his parents' graves were also there.

He had a strong premonition that Dumbledore must have hidden very important clues there.

Bang!

A loud bang suddenly sounded in the kitchen.

The three exchanged glances and rushed over immediately.

Kreacher and Dobby were wrestling with a man. Although they couldn't see his face, they thought of a man at the first time.

"As you ordered, Kreacher caught the thief back."

Mundungus struggled to stand up, reached into his arms, and grabbed the black wand.

"Expelliarmus!"

Hermione was quick-witted and caught Mundungus' wand in the air.

"What are you doing? You let two house-elves bring me here." Mundungus cursed with a guilty conscience, thinking that they were going to ask for an explanation for Mad-Eye.

"Kreacher apologizes for being late in catching the thief, Master." Kreacher bowed respectfully to Harry, "Mundungus Fletcher is very good at evading capture, and has many lairs and accomplices."

"Dobby just wanted to help." Dobby jumped onto the table, excited, "Dobby saw Kreacher go to Diagon Alley, Dobby was very curious, Dobby heard Kreacher mention Harry Potter's name, and then Dobby saw Kreacher talking to the thief Mundungus."

"I'm not a thief." Mundungus cursed angrily, "I'm a dignified antique dealer."

"Well done, Kreacher." Harry said, "and Dobby."

"We have a few questions for you." Hermione said.

"Listen, I was scared to death that night, okay?" Mundungus immediately put on a mask of pain, looking at the three people who gradually surrounded him, ashamed and frightened, "Mad-Eye fell off the broom, what can I do?

I was forced to do it, and I never thought of dying for you."

"We know that we are looking for you for another matter." Harry said with anger. If Mad-Eye was not still alive, his attitude would definitely not be so kind.

"You took a lot of things from the cupboard. There is a locket in it, right?"

"Why? Is it valuable?" Mundungus immediately became interested.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously, "It's still in your hand, right?"

"No, I think he was thinking whether he should sell it at a higher price at the time." Ron looked at Mundungus indifferently and said.

"I'm at a big loss now, right?"

"What do you mean? Did you really sell it?" Harry's mouth twitched violently. He didn't expect that the clue he had waited for so hard would be like this.

"Tell me, who did you sell it to?"

"Wait, I didn't sell the locket, I...

Fuck! You got the wrong person from the beginning."

"Quibbling, denying, shameless, despicable." Kreacher roared and picked up a spatula to hit him on the head, "You snatched the locket from my hand, and snatched Master Regulus's relics."

"Ah! Stop it, stop it." Mundungus had no wand, so he could only use his hands to protect his fragile head.

"Stop it, Kreacher." Harry shouted, "We need him to stay awake."

Kreacher put down the spatula tremblingly, but the look he gave Mundungus was still sharp and full of warning.

"Explain it!" Ron said, "What do you mean we got the wrong person?"