Chapter 330 End of Semester
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"What happened to Professor Lupin?" Hermione blinked.
"You must not believe it, Professor Lupin... is a werewolf!" Harry swallowed and finally blurted out the words, his expression was very unbelievable.
Oh, that’s it~
Soul thought it was something big. For example, Professor Lupine was attacked by a dark wizard as soon as he took a ride out of the castle.
He lowered his head to drink the drink without interest, the purple juice rising and falling in the translucent straw. Well, now his date with Hermione was also interrupted.
Soul knew the fact that Professor Lupine was a werewolf, and he had also sent Wolfsbane potion to Professor Lupine, but Hermione didn't know that, and neither did anyone else.
The soft whispers in Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse seemed to disappear for a moment.
"Who said this?" Hermione asked doubtfully.
Ron bubbled up at this moment and said quietly, "Harry and I heard it very clearly at the Three Broomsticks. Malfoy and his men were there to spread the word to other young wizards that Lupine was actually a werewolf."
"Malfoy said that?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"It's not just Malfoy who said it." Harry nodded, "Snape 'accidentally' let it slip when he went to the Slytherin common room early this morning. Many Slytherins know about it."
"Ahem..." Suer choked on his throat with a sip of drink and couldn't help but cough a few times. Did he accidentally let something slip?I think it was intentional.
Facing the gazes of the three people, Soul waved his hand, "It's nothing, you continue, Harry."
"Snape had a very bad relationship with Lupine and Sirius. I initially suspected that Snape was telling lies." Harry looked sad.
"But the evidence Malfoy said is very convincing, and many people believe what he says."
"Werewolves transform every full moon. When Professor Lupine was teaching in school, he was always very weak around the 15th of every month. When I couldn't come to Hogsmeade, Lupin I met Snape delivering medicine to Professor Lupin at the professor's place..."
"The few times Snape taught as a substitute, there were no werewolves in the teaching content, but he insisted on telling us how to deal with a werewolf."
Everything that happened in the past year, plus what Malfoy said today in The Three Broomsticks, were all connected. Even if Harry didn't want to believe it, he had to believe that what Malfoy said was , may be true.
"So what?" Suer said lazily at this time, "Professor Luping has resigned. I'm afraid this has nothing to do with him."
I am afraid that Professor Snape disclosed the fact at this time for this reason. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is for revenge...
Professor Snape's mind was clear to Little Soul.
"And, will you stay away from Professor Lupine because he is a werewolf, Harry?"
"Of course not!" Harry shook his head decisively, "Professor Lupine is still a good friend of Sirius, and a good friend of me...my father."
"Then what's the problem?" Soul rolled his eyes, "You're interrupting my date with Hermione just because of this?"
Harry: ...
The last Hogsmeade weekend of the third year was over, and in the following days, the castle was buzzing with the sensational news that Professor Lupin, who had taught them Defense Against the Dark Arts all year, was a werewolf.
Every day, a lot of owls would fly over the castle with letters, probably from the parents of the little wizards to protest.
Oh, it’s so scary. If your child is bitten by a werewolf, his life will be ruined!
When a brave little wizard went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to check, he found that Professor Lupine was no longer in the castle.
After it was confirmed from other professors that Professor Lupine had resigned and that Professor Black had also left, most of the young wizards expressed regret. This school year's Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most they had learned since coming to Hogwarts Castle. Happy year.
They generally believed that Lu Ping was the most conscientious professor, bar none.
The hot search in the castle was quickly covered by another news - the Quidditch World Cup is coming soon!Everyone was very eager to discuss which team would win the championship.
"My dad has bought the VIP ticket for the top box. Do you know what the VIP ticket for the top floor is? That is the best viewing position among all the auditoriums! It has an unobstructed view! Our whole family will go there to watch the game."
Malfoy proudly showed off to his classmates on the long table.
Just as Harry and Ron walked in from the auditorium, Malfoy caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, immediately turned his gun and said loudly,
"What a pity. I think the poor Weasley family can only listen to the noise outside the stadium? Or wait for the news to be delivered from the newspaper in their small and narrow home?"
"What about you, Potter? I'm afraid none of your Muggle relatives have heard of Quidditch, right?"
"Don't bother, Malfoy." Ron choked back with rare confidence. He had already learned from Harry that Black had given him a stack of tickets.
"Is your confinement over? I just found some water stains in the bathroom that haven't been wiped off. If I were you, I would immediately go over with a mop and wipe it clean, lest Filch himself comes to catch you later. .”
"The term is over, Weasley." Malfoy sneered, "You haven't answered whether your family will have to live in a poor house..."
Malfoy's sneer was still on his face, and he stiffened when he saw Harry taking out a wad of bills from his pocket with an expressionless expression.
"Did you see it? Malfoy?" Ron arrogantly took the ticket from Harry's hand and shook it gently. "Do you want me to get it closer and show it to you?"
"Oh, no, no, for someone who can pretend to be a dementor on the Quidditch pitch and scare people, I was worried that you would tear up these tickets when you got them."
"You..." Malfoy's expression quickly darkened, "Weasley, it's hard to say whether these tickets are genuine."
"Then you don't need to worry, Malfoy, I have already verified these votes, and they really can't be true anymore." Ron immediately retorted.
"At least I won't pretend to be a dementor to scare people after the dementors have left Hogwarts."
Malfoy's face turned blue and white, and he was roaring in his heart. Are you done yet? How many times do you have to say the same thing?
"Don't be too proud, Weasley, you are nothing!"
After saying that, Malfoy quickly left the auditorium with Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron waved from behind, "See you at the Quidditch World Cup, Malfoy."
Malfoy walked faster upon hearing this.
When Harry saw Malfoy leaving, he took the ticket back from Ron and put it in his pocket. He walked towards the long table of his college with a smile on his lips.
"You must not believe it, Professor Lupin... is a werewolf!" Harry swallowed and finally blurted out the words, his expression was very unbelievable.
Oh, that’s it~
Soul thought it was something big. For example, Professor Lupine was attacked by a dark wizard as soon as he took a ride out of the castle.
He lowered his head to drink the drink without interest, the purple juice rising and falling in the translucent straw. Well, now his date with Hermione was also interrupted.
Soul knew the fact that Professor Lupine was a werewolf, and he had also sent Wolfsbane potion to Professor Lupine, but Hermione didn't know that, and neither did anyone else.
The soft whispers in Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse seemed to disappear for a moment.
"Who said this?" Hermione asked doubtfully.
Ron bubbled up at this moment and said quietly, "Harry and I heard it very clearly at the Three Broomsticks. Malfoy and his men were there to spread the word to other young wizards that Lupine was actually a werewolf."
"Malfoy said that?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"It's not just Malfoy who said it." Harry nodded, "Snape 'accidentally' let it slip when he went to the Slytherin common room early this morning. Many Slytherins know about it."
"Ahem..." Suer choked on his throat with a sip of drink and couldn't help but cough a few times. Did he accidentally let something slip?I think it was intentional.
Facing the gazes of the three people, Soul waved his hand, "It's nothing, you continue, Harry."
"Snape had a very bad relationship with Lupine and Sirius. I initially suspected that Snape was telling lies." Harry looked sad.
"But the evidence Malfoy said is very convincing, and many people believe what he says."
"Werewolves transform every full moon. When Professor Lupine was teaching in school, he was always very weak around the 15th of every month. When I couldn't come to Hogsmeade, Lupin I met Snape delivering medicine to Professor Lupin at the professor's place..."
"The few times Snape taught as a substitute, there were no werewolves in the teaching content, but he insisted on telling us how to deal with a werewolf."
Everything that happened in the past year, plus what Malfoy said today in The Three Broomsticks, were all connected. Even if Harry didn't want to believe it, he had to believe that what Malfoy said was , may be true.
"So what?" Suer said lazily at this time, "Professor Luping has resigned. I'm afraid this has nothing to do with him."
I am afraid that Professor Snape disclosed the fact at this time for this reason. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is for revenge...
Professor Snape's mind was clear to Little Soul.
"And, will you stay away from Professor Lupine because he is a werewolf, Harry?"
"Of course not!" Harry shook his head decisively, "Professor Lupine is still a good friend of Sirius, and a good friend of me...my father."
"Then what's the problem?" Soul rolled his eyes, "You're interrupting my date with Hermione just because of this?"
Harry: ...
The last Hogsmeade weekend of the third year was over, and in the following days, the castle was buzzing with the sensational news that Professor Lupin, who had taught them Defense Against the Dark Arts all year, was a werewolf.
Every day, a lot of owls would fly over the castle with letters, probably from the parents of the little wizards to protest.
Oh, it’s so scary. If your child is bitten by a werewolf, his life will be ruined!
When a brave little wizard went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to check, he found that Professor Lupine was no longer in the castle.
After it was confirmed from other professors that Professor Lupine had resigned and that Professor Black had also left, most of the young wizards expressed regret. This school year's Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most they had learned since coming to Hogwarts Castle. Happy year.
They generally believed that Lu Ping was the most conscientious professor, bar none.
The hot search in the castle was quickly covered by another news - the Quidditch World Cup is coming soon!Everyone was very eager to discuss which team would win the championship.
"My dad has bought the VIP ticket for the top box. Do you know what the VIP ticket for the top floor is? That is the best viewing position among all the auditoriums! It has an unobstructed view! Our whole family will go there to watch the game."
Malfoy proudly showed off to his classmates on the long table.
Just as Harry and Ron walked in from the auditorium, Malfoy caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, immediately turned his gun and said loudly,
"What a pity. I think the poor Weasley family can only listen to the noise outside the stadium? Or wait for the news to be delivered from the newspaper in their small and narrow home?"
"What about you, Potter? I'm afraid none of your Muggle relatives have heard of Quidditch, right?"
"Don't bother, Malfoy." Ron choked back with rare confidence. He had already learned from Harry that Black had given him a stack of tickets.
"Is your confinement over? I just found some water stains in the bathroom that haven't been wiped off. If I were you, I would immediately go over with a mop and wipe it clean, lest Filch himself comes to catch you later. .”
"The term is over, Weasley." Malfoy sneered, "You haven't answered whether your family will have to live in a poor house..."
Malfoy's sneer was still on his face, and he stiffened when he saw Harry taking out a wad of bills from his pocket with an expressionless expression.
"Did you see it? Malfoy?" Ron arrogantly took the ticket from Harry's hand and shook it gently. "Do you want me to get it closer and show it to you?"
"Oh, no, no, for someone who can pretend to be a dementor on the Quidditch pitch and scare people, I was worried that you would tear up these tickets when you got them."
"You..." Malfoy's expression quickly darkened, "Weasley, it's hard to say whether these tickets are genuine."
"Then you don't need to worry, Malfoy, I have already verified these votes, and they really can't be true anymore." Ron immediately retorted.
"At least I won't pretend to be a dementor to scare people after the dementors have left Hogwarts."
Malfoy's face turned blue and white, and he was roaring in his heart. Are you done yet? How many times do you have to say the same thing?
"Don't be too proud, Weasley, you are nothing!"
After saying that, Malfoy quickly left the auditorium with Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron waved from behind, "See you at the Quidditch World Cup, Malfoy."
Malfoy walked faster upon hearing this.
When Harry saw Malfoy leaving, he took the ticket back from Ron and put it in his pocket. He walked towards the long table of his college with a smile on his lips.
