Chapter 276 Remus Lupine
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Rui Chen 3499
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound in the alley near King's Cross Station, and a middle-aged wizard gradually recovered from the vortex.
The middle-aged wizard looked dusty, with a tired and downcast feeling between his brows.
Also down and out is the wizard robe on his body. There are many patches on this wizard robe, and the style is also the same as that of more than ten years ago.
It's just that his figure is well maintained, and the wizard robe still fits very well.
He glanced at the badly worn wooden box in his hand, which was seriously peeled off.
There is a nameplate on the wooden box, and the nameplate says "Remus John Lupine". The handwriting of the three words is different, and they come from his student days, three of his best friends.
However, things are different now, even if it is magic, there is no way to smooth out the intrusion brought by the years.
"Huh! Remus John Lupine!" Lupine let out a long breath, "Cheer up! You are going back to Hogwarts as a teacher!"
While speaking, he pulled out the magic wand in his pocket, and lightly touched the wizard robe on his body. With the help of transformation magic, the wizard robe turned into an old-fashioned suit that was also patched.
He leaned down and checked the contents of the wooden box for the last time, making sure that all the things needed for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had been put in the box.
When everything was ready, he fiddled with his pocket again, and took out a train ticket from it—a train ticket to Nine and Three-quarters Station.
This was his first return to Hogwarts in many years, and he didn't want to use Apparation or Floo powder, he just wanted to experience the feeling of taking the train to Hogwarts again.
For this willful act, he exchanged all the rewards he had received from the Muggle construction site for the past three weeks to Gringotts to save enough money for a ticket to take the Hogwarts Express.
Passing through the walls of the ninth and tenth platforms, the Hogwarts Express in the style of a steam train appeared before Lupine's eyes.
He took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, followed by a lonely expression, "It's exactly the same as before... except that I am no longer a student, and they are gone..."
It was more than half an hour before the Hogwarts Express left. Lupine carried the wooden box into the first carriage of the train and kept walking back.
Every car here has not changed much, even blinking, you can still see everything that happened in the car that year.
In the end he came to the last carriage of the train, and according to his seven years of experience on the Hogwarts Express, most people would not choose this carriage first.
Although he longed to return to the magical world, the danger brought by his identity as a werewolf forced him to avoid too much contact with other wizards.
Once there is too much contact, those wizards are likely to deduce that he is a werewolf, and may even ruin his teaching career in advance.
In fact, he has experienced countless times of being fired.
The main reason was that he didn't want to disappoint Headmaster Dumbledore's expectations. After all, Headmaster Dumbledore still trusted him completely, without any doubts, as he did many years ago.
This rare trust alone made him not want to trouble Headmaster Dumbledore.
Putting the suitcase on the luggage rack, he restored the old-fashioned suit into an old-fashioned wizard's robe, curled up in a corner, and tried to put on a posture that strangers should not get close to.
In fact, there should not be many people who would approach him, after all, he was really down and out.
A patched wizard's robe...a wooden box with peeling paint...Everyone will stay away from such a person, right?
Thinking of this, Lupine gradually felt a little fuzzy, and fell asleep unconsciously.
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The Hogwarts Express moved quickly, and the sound of the horn and the vibration of the carriage made Lupine break from his sleep.
He slept in comfort, something like this hadn't happened in years.
Perhaps it was because he took the Hogwarts Express, he felt a long-lost sense of familiarity and security?
"There are people here..." A boy's voice sounded.
"Of course there are people! After all, we were the last ones to board the train." A girl's voice came out, "Professor Lupine?"
"You know him?" the boy asked.
"You look up at the box, where his name is written," the girl explained.
"Professor...professor...what do you think he teaches?" the boy continued.
"If Professor Kong doesn't plan to find another teaching assistant, then there is only a vacancy for Defense Against the Dark Arts." The girl replied.
"He looks like a desperate man..." The boy said with a hint of pity in his tone, "Very down... I hope he can cheer up! I have never met a teacher who can teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for two years, I think this Professor Lupine may stay for a shorter time!"
The boy suddenly changed the subject and called out a name, "Harry, what were you going to tell us just now? Let's just sit here and talk!"
Lupine felt his throat dry and his body shivered unconsciously.
Harry, a very familiar name, can even be regarded as one of the driving forces for him to enter Hogwarts to teach.
However, he did not speak, but continued to maintain a posture curled up in a corner, trying to make sure that this Harry was the Harry he knew.
Harry spoke in a voice that also sounded familiar to Lupine, "Do you know that fugitive Sirius Black?"
"Of course!" the boy replied, "If it wasn't because we won the lottery, he would probably have to work overtime too!"
"Sirius Black!" The girl's tone was rather surprised. "He's so famous recently! Not only have I been reporting on him every day in the "Daily Prophet", but even on TV and radio, there are his reward announcements!"
"Ahem!" The boy coughed twice, "Correct me! I haven't been reporting on him every day. Recently, the new darling of the Daily Prophet is Professor Kong! You should know about the Squib conversion treatment, right?"
"As expected of Professor Kong! I don't even know how he did it! I heard my father tell us that this incident is enough to be recorded in the annals of history!"
"We're almost getting used to the greatness of Professor Kong!" Harry said with a smile.
However, his next sentence became serious again, "Back to the topic just now! Do you know! Sirius has something to do with me!"
"Is it related?" The boy answered quickly, "You still have a relative who is a fugitive? If so, can it be used to scare your uncle? Make them treat you better?"
"Ron, stop it! Snap..." Harry seemed to slap Ron, "I'm talking serious! That Sirius Black! The murderer who killed my parents 13 years ago!"
There was a crisp sound in the alley near King's Cross Station, and a middle-aged wizard gradually recovered from the vortex.
The middle-aged wizard looked dusty, with a tired and downcast feeling between his brows.
Also down and out is the wizard robe on his body. There are many patches on this wizard robe, and the style is also the same as that of more than ten years ago.
It's just that his figure is well maintained, and the wizard robe still fits very well.
He glanced at the badly worn wooden box in his hand, which was seriously peeled off.
There is a nameplate on the wooden box, and the nameplate says "Remus John Lupine". The handwriting of the three words is different, and they come from his student days, three of his best friends.
However, things are different now, even if it is magic, there is no way to smooth out the intrusion brought by the years.
"Huh! Remus John Lupine!" Lupine let out a long breath, "Cheer up! You are going back to Hogwarts as a teacher!"
While speaking, he pulled out the magic wand in his pocket, and lightly touched the wizard robe on his body. With the help of transformation magic, the wizard robe turned into an old-fashioned suit that was also patched.
He leaned down and checked the contents of the wooden box for the last time, making sure that all the things needed for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had been put in the box.
When everything was ready, he fiddled with his pocket again, and took out a train ticket from it—a train ticket to Nine and Three-quarters Station.
This was his first return to Hogwarts in many years, and he didn't want to use Apparation or Floo powder, he just wanted to experience the feeling of taking the train to Hogwarts again.
For this willful act, he exchanged all the rewards he had received from the Muggle construction site for the past three weeks to Gringotts to save enough money for a ticket to take the Hogwarts Express.
Passing through the walls of the ninth and tenth platforms, the Hogwarts Express in the style of a steam train appeared before Lupine's eyes.
He took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, followed by a lonely expression, "It's exactly the same as before... except that I am no longer a student, and they are gone..."
It was more than half an hour before the Hogwarts Express left. Lupine carried the wooden box into the first carriage of the train and kept walking back.
Every car here has not changed much, even blinking, you can still see everything that happened in the car that year.
In the end he came to the last carriage of the train, and according to his seven years of experience on the Hogwarts Express, most people would not choose this carriage first.
Although he longed to return to the magical world, the danger brought by his identity as a werewolf forced him to avoid too much contact with other wizards.
Once there is too much contact, those wizards are likely to deduce that he is a werewolf, and may even ruin his teaching career in advance.
In fact, he has experienced countless times of being fired.
The main reason was that he didn't want to disappoint Headmaster Dumbledore's expectations. After all, Headmaster Dumbledore still trusted him completely, without any doubts, as he did many years ago.
This rare trust alone made him not want to trouble Headmaster Dumbledore.
Putting the suitcase on the luggage rack, he restored the old-fashioned suit into an old-fashioned wizard's robe, curled up in a corner, and tried to put on a posture that strangers should not get close to.
In fact, there should not be many people who would approach him, after all, he was really down and out.
A patched wizard's robe...a wooden box with peeling paint...Everyone will stay away from such a person, right?
Thinking of this, Lupine gradually felt a little fuzzy, and fell asleep unconsciously.
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The Hogwarts Express moved quickly, and the sound of the horn and the vibration of the carriage made Lupine break from his sleep.
He slept in comfort, something like this hadn't happened in years.
Perhaps it was because he took the Hogwarts Express, he felt a long-lost sense of familiarity and security?
"There are people here..." A boy's voice sounded.
"Of course there are people! After all, we were the last ones to board the train." A girl's voice came out, "Professor Lupine?"
"You know him?" the boy asked.
"You look up at the box, where his name is written," the girl explained.
"Professor...professor...what do you think he teaches?" the boy continued.
"If Professor Kong doesn't plan to find another teaching assistant, then there is only a vacancy for Defense Against the Dark Arts." The girl replied.
"He looks like a desperate man..." The boy said with a hint of pity in his tone, "Very down... I hope he can cheer up! I have never met a teacher who can teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for two years, I think this Professor Lupine may stay for a shorter time!"
The boy suddenly changed the subject and called out a name, "Harry, what were you going to tell us just now? Let's just sit here and talk!"
Lupine felt his throat dry and his body shivered unconsciously.
Harry, a very familiar name, can even be regarded as one of the driving forces for him to enter Hogwarts to teach.
However, he did not speak, but continued to maintain a posture curled up in a corner, trying to make sure that this Harry was the Harry he knew.
Harry spoke in a voice that also sounded familiar to Lupine, "Do you know that fugitive Sirius Black?"
"Of course!" the boy replied, "If it wasn't because we won the lottery, he would probably have to work overtime too!"
"Sirius Black!" The girl's tone was rather surprised. "He's so famous recently! Not only have I been reporting on him every day in the "Daily Prophet", but even on TV and radio, there are his reward announcements!"
"Ahem!" The boy coughed twice, "Correct me! I haven't been reporting on him every day. Recently, the new darling of the Daily Prophet is Professor Kong! You should know about the Squib conversion treatment, right?"
"As expected of Professor Kong! I don't even know how he did it! I heard my father tell us that this incident is enough to be recorded in the annals of history!"
"We're almost getting used to the greatness of Professor Kong!" Harry said with a smile.
However, his next sentence became serious again, "Back to the topic just now! Do you know! Sirius has something to do with me!"
"Is it related?" The boy answered quickly, "You still have a relative who is a fugitive? If so, can it be used to scare your uncle? Make them treat you better?"
"Ron, stop it! Snap..." Harry seemed to slap Ron, "I'm talking serious! That Sirius Black! The murderer who killed my parents 13 years ago!"
