Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 138 Full Moon and Lupine (6K Chapters)

John took the book and walked slowly towards the dormitory. At this moment, the intelligent voice of the system rang in John's ear.

[Detected space-time fluctuations, detected future space-time individuals]

[Query the identity of the individual...there are records in the historical data...the identity of the individual has been confirmed...]

[Individual Name: Hermione Granger; Gender: Female...]

John was not used to the beeps of the system's intelligence, since Hermione got the time-turner for learning.

As long as Hermione uses the Time Converter within 50 meters of John as the center, or Hermione in future time and space appears in this range, the system intelligence will issue a prompt.

And I don't know if it's because the system exists in John's pineal gland. In John's eyes, Hermione who came back from the future will be surrounded by a faint blue light, which is very conspicuous.

John looked around, and sure enough, he saw Hermione coming out of a corner not far away.

In John's eyes, this Hermione was shining with that blue light, and it was obvious that this was the future Hermione.

In the future, Hermione carefully checked the surrounding crowd, and then took out the textbook and notes from behind a certain painting on the wall.

Ignoring the complaints of the characters in the painting, Future Hermione hurried towards the classroom as if she was about to go to class.

John withdrew his gaze, and returned to the dormitory with the borrowed "Book of Dementors".

Entering the space, John begins to read the book
"...Dementors are artificially created dark creatures created through a series of exquisite rituals. Because of this, Dementors cannot increase their number through breeding behaviors, they can only use rituals."

"Although the identity of the creator is difficult to investigate because of the long time, according to the handed down documents, Wu still restored the process of how the dementor was born."

"The specific materials needed are as follows: a humanoid corpse with magical powers, a black robe that has been stored in the dark for three months..."

"The procedure of the ceremony is as follows:..."

John concentrated on reading the book in front of him, absorbing the knowledge in it.

While it may seem like the entire book is about how to make a dementor and information about them, there's a lot more to it.

I have to say that the person who wrote this book is really a master of black magic, especially in terms of anatomy, the other party can be said to be the top existence in the world at that time.

This can also be seen from the ravings that kept ringing in my ears during the reading process. It is obvious that some black magic methods were used in the production process of this book.

After closing the last page of the book, John put on the unicorn's robe of blessing, felt his mind become clear again, and took a long breath.

It's no wonder that this book is placed in the restricted area, not only because of the weird content, but also because the ritual of creating a dementor is not so beautiful.

At the same time, it is also because of the ever-present power of temptation that the reader is constantly tempted to fall into black magic and become an evil black wizard.

If it weren't for the spiritual changes brought about by the improvement of John's bloodline, perhaps the previous him would be affected during the reading process, and he would not be as relaxed as he is now.

After recording the required content in the notebook, John stood up, left the space and returned to the dormitory.

"The Book of Dementors" was put together by him with tomorrow's textbook, and he was going to return the book to the library tomorrow.

Afterwards, John started to study again. He had only learned less than one-tenth of the alchemy books left by Mr. Nicole Flamel, and there was still a lot of unknown knowledge waiting for him to learn.

Unlike John, everything was going well, since the last newspaper report about Sirius' attack on dementors, Harry began to gradually feel an unspeakable unease.

Especially as the first Quidditch match was approaching, the weather was getting worse and worse, which made Harry feel like a storm was coming.

Just after Harry and the others completed today's rigorous training under the supervision of Ms. Hooch, rain or shine.

Oliver Wood told Harry and the rest of the team the bad news.

"We're not playing Slytherin!" he told them, very annoyed. "Flint called me just now. We're playing Hufflepuff."

"Why?" the players asked in unison.

"Flint's reasoning is that their Seeker's arm is still broken," Wood said through gritted teeth. "The reason they did it is obvious. Don't want to play in this weather, think it will reduce their chances of winning." Chance……"

The storm raged all day, and as Wood spoke they could hear thunder rumbling in the distance.

"There's nothing wrong with Malfoy's arm!" said Harry angrily. "He's faking it!"

As for Malfoy's arm injury, even a discerning person could tell that the other party was already fine, and now it was only used to achieve his and his father's ulterior motives.

Harry knew very well that as long as Malfoy went to Madam Pomfrey and drank the potion, the arm injured by Buckbeak would be restored.

"I know this, but we can't prove it." Wood said bitterly, "We have been training according to the tactics against Slytherin, but in the end we have to fight Hufflepuff. Their style is completely different. Their new Captain and Seeker, it's Cedric Diggory—"

Angelina, Aaliyah and Katie burst into giggles.

"What are you laughing at?" Wood said, frowning at the frivolity.

"He's the tall handsome guy, isn't he?" Angelina said.

"Strong and quiet," Katie said, and they giggled again.

"He doesn't like to talk because he's too stupid to make sentences," said Fred impatiently. "I don't know what you're worried about, Oliver. Well, Harry caught the Snitch in about five minutes, remember?"

"We were playing in completely different circumstances then!" cried Wood, his eyes popping slightly. "Digory made a great lineup! He's an excellent Seeker! I'm afraid

You all need to realize this!We must not relax!We must concentrate!Slytherin wants to mess us up!We must win! "

"Oliver, calm down!" said Fred, looking a little alarmed. "We're taking Hufflepuffs very seriously. Very seriously."

The day before the race, and the day before the full moon,
The wind was howling and the rain was stronger than ever, and the corridors and classrooms were too dark, so more torches and lanterns were lit.

All the Slytherin players showed gloating expressions, and Malfoy was the most proud.

"Oh, if only my arms would feel better!" he sighed as the wind beat against the windows.

Harry was so preoccupied with the next day's game that he didn't have time to think about other things, especially since Wick was gone during this time, which annoyed Harry even more.

While Harry was looking for Wick during recess, Oliver Wood ran up to him again during recess to give him advice.

Only this time, Wood spoke for too long, and Harry suddenly realized that Defense Against the Dark Arts class had already started for 10 minutes, so he ran away.

Wood was still yelling at the back: "Digory turns very fast, Harry, so you must find a way to wrap him..."

Harry stopped outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, opened the door, and rushed in.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Professor Lupine, I..."

However, it was not Professor Lupine who was looking up at him from the podium, but Snape.

"This lesson started ten minutes ago, Potter, so I think ten points should be deducted from Gryffindor. Sit down."

Harry looked at Professor Snape, who disgusted him, and didn't move.

"Where's Professor Lupine?" he asked.

"He said he was very unwell today and couldn't come to class." Snape said with a smirk. "I think I told you to sit down?"

But Harry still stayed where he was, looked at Professor Snape, and asked firmly, "Professor Lupine, what happened to him?"

Harry had always had the feeling that if given the chance, Professor Snape would secretly attack Professor Lupine, and the reason was definitely not the joke caused by the Boggart.

Snape's black eyes were shining brightly, these empty, hopeless eyes met Harry's eyes, for a long time, Professor Snape turned his head slightly to avoid Harry's sight
"Not life-threatening."

Although Professor Snape said so, everyone could see from his expression that he seemed to hope that Professor Lupine's life was in danger.

"Five more points from Gryffindor, and fifty if I have to tell you to sit down a third time."

Harry walked slowly to his seat and sat down.

Snape looked around the class and said slowly, "Professor Lupine didn't leave any record of what you've learned before Potter interrupted me..."

"I'm sorry, sir, we've learned Boggarts, Red Hats, Kappas, and Grindylows," said Hermione briskly, "and are about to start learning..."

"Quiet," said Snape coldly, "I'm not asking. I'm just criticizing Professor Lupine's lack of method."

"He's the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever taught."

Dean Thomas said it boldly.The other students murmured their agreement, and Snape looked more aggressive than ever at this.

"You are too easy to please. Professor Lupine didn't add any burden to you! I think first-year students should be able to deal with Red Hat and Grindylow. Today we are going to discuss..."

Harry watched as he rattled through the pages of the textbook to the last chapter, knowing they must have missed it.

"...werewolves," Snape said.

"But, sir," said Hermione, seemingly unable to control herself, "we shouldn't be learning werewolves yet, we should be learning Hinkpunk now..."

"Miss Granger," said Snape in a voice that was eerily calm, "I seem to remember that it was I who taught this class, not you, and now I'm asking all of you to turn to page 394." Page."

He glanced at the whole class again, and once again sternly shouted: "Everyone! Hurry up!"

The students rolled their eyes indignantly, and opened their textbooks while muttering in a low voice.

"Can any of you tell me how to tell the difference between a werewolf and a real wolf?" Snape asked.

Everyone sat motionless and without saying a word, except for Hermione, who suddenly raised her hand as usual.

"Who can answer?" Snape ignored Hermione and continued to ask, with that smirk on his face again, "Are you saying that Professor Lupine didn't tell you the fundamental difference between the two..."

"We told you," said Parvati suddenly, "we haven't learned the werewolf chapter yet, we're still learning..."

"Quiet!" snapped Snape savagely. "Yeah, yah, yah, I can't believe I'm going to meet a class of third years who don't recognize werewolves. I've got to tell Professor Dumbledore about you guys." How backward..."

"Please, sir," said Hermione, still holding her hand high, "there are a few small differences between a werewolf and a real wolf. The snout of a werewolf..."

"This is the second time you've spoken without permission, Miss Granger." Snape said coldly, "Another five points from Gryffindor for being an outrageous know-it-all."

Hermione blushed and dropped her hands, staring tearfully at the ground.

The whole class glared at Snape angrily, which was enough to show how much everyone hated him, even though they had all called Hermione a "know-it-all" at least once.

Ron, who called Hermione "knows it all" at least twice a week, was now saying out loud, "You asked a question and she knew the answer! Why ask if you don't want someone to answer?"

The whole class knew immediately that Ron was going to be in trouble, and as expected, they all held their breath when they saw Snape walking slowly towards Ron.

"Retention, Weasley!" Snape said softly, bringing his face closer to Ron's. "If I hear you criticize my teaching methods again, it will be too late for you to regret it."

No one dared to speak out for the rest of the class as they sat copying notes about werewolves from books.

Of course, during the lecture, Professor Snape also focused on introducing the magic and potions created by John, and clearly informed everyone about the hardships of this invention.

Afterwards, Snape walked back and forth between the desks, checking the homework that Professor Lupine had assigned them.

"The explanation is very unclear... It is not accurate, Kabbah is more common in Mongolia...Professor Lupine gave it eight points? I won't even give three points..."

The bell finally rang, but Snape didn't let them go.

"Everyone write a paper for me on how to identify and kill werewolves. I ask you to fill two volumes of parchment on this topic, due Monday morning. Someone needs to take care of this class. Weasley , don’t leave, we need to make arrangements to lock you up.”

Harry and Hermione left the classroom together with the other students. The students held back their anger, and when they got out of Snape's hearing, they began to denounce Snape fiercely.

"Snape never did that to our other Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, though he'd love to get the job," Harry said to Hermione. "Why would he have a problem with Lupin? I don't think so." Because of that Boggart incident, there must be a reason we don’t know about!”

"I don't know," said Hermione worriedly, "I really hope Professor Lupine gets well soon..."

But what Harry and Hermione didn't know was that the Professor Lupine they were talking about was lying quietly on the bed in the Shrieking Shack, and beside him John was sitting by the window and looking at the book in his hand.

Sirius remained obediently lying at John's feet in the form of a black dog, but his eyes never left Lupin, and the worry in his eyes was very clear.

John, who has conducted in-depth research on werewolf wizards, naturally knows how difficult the day before the full moon is for werewolf wizards.

The werewolf wizard can clearly feel the separation of his human nature and animal nature. He must use reason to suppress the bloodthirsty instinct at all times, so during this period, the werewolf wizard will look for a safe place to spend this difficult time.

However, compared to the past, the current situation of werewolf wizards has become better.

Not only because of the lycanthropy and wolf awakening potions created by John, but also because the foundation provided these werewolf wizards with special rooms so that they could spend the day.

For Lupine, the Screaming Shack is his "private room".

While John was reading the book quietly listening to Lupin's low humming, Sirius suddenly raised his head and let out a low growl towards the door.

"Shut up! You stupid dog!"

A low and gloomy voice came from the darkness, and Professor Snape, who had finished his lecture, slowly walked into the room.

Professor Snape glanced at Sirius lying at John's feet in disgust. For him, any black dog was an existence he hated.

John put down the book in his hand, reached out and touched Sirius' back, as if he knew it was not the time for conflict, Sirius gave Snape a last blank look, and lay down on the ground again not to look at him.

John stood up and walked towards Professor Snape's chamber.

And Snape glanced at Sirius, took out a bottle of potion from his arms and handed it to John who came

"Take it!"

John took the newly refined wolf awakening potion from Professor Snape.

The reason why John and Professor Snape appeared here was because of Dumbledore's commission. After all, they were the few people in the school who knew Lupine's identity as a werewolf wizard.

Especially because Professor Snape is one of the top potion masters, and John because of his outstanding achievements in werewolf research, let this matter fall on them.

Looking at the potion in his hand, which was obviously not the right color, John shook it, unplugged it, and smelled it.

An indescribable bitterness came from inside the potion, but even so, John knew very well that the performance of the potion had not been affected.

John looked at Professor Snape helplessly, but Professor Snape chose not to look at John, and instead focused on Lupine.

Obviously, he had considered the taste of the potion when he was researching it. According to the original version of the wolf awakening potion, it would taste like some kind of mellow broth.

And now Professor Snape's improved version probably tastes no better than a pot of swill.

John can still understand Professor Snape's naive behavior. After all, this is the grievance between him and Professor Lupine back then. Professor Snape almost died at the hands of Lupine who turned into a werewolf.

It was a shame that Snape didn't choose to kill Lupine.

After John put away the potion, he also looked at Lupine who was lying on the bed.

In John's perception, Lupine's human nature and animal nature are in a frantic confrontation, but this opposition forms a strange balance, which leads to no one being able to do anything to the other.

But as time goes on, the closer to the full moon, the more this balance will be broken, and when the full moon is stimulated by the spiritual level, the animal nature will completely overwhelm the human nature, and that is when Lupine will become a werewolf. when.

The time soon reached the moment of the full moon the next day, and the bright moonlight spilled into the room through the broken windows of the Shrieking Shack.

Lupine was fully prepared, wearing only a pair of alchemy shorts, standing quietly in the middle of the room, looking up at the full moon hanging in the sky.

Not far from him, Professor Snape was holding a wand with a vigilant expression, and so was Sirius, watching Lupine nervously.

The most relaxed person in the room was John. He stood there casually and looked up at the full moon outside the window, thinking about the scenes of the werewolf wizard changes in the previous experiment.

"Ouch!!!"

Accompanied by a shrill howl sounded from Lupin's mouth, his pupils were the first to change, and the round pupils changed into the shape of a wolf.

The transformation process of the werewolf wizard is actually very painful. After all, this is a forced transformation process. It is not only the pain caused by physical changes, but also the mental pain caused by the suppression of human nature by animal nature.

I saw Lupine's body trembling, and as his head gradually elongated, Lupine's body was also being elongated.

His shoulders were arched, and his spine could clearly be seen growing, and black hair grew from the follicles, and soon covered his face and body.

The original human fingers began to bend, and the neatly trimmed nails began to stretch and harden, bending into sharp claws.

Sirius bent down instinctively at this moment, and let out a threatening roar from his throat, and so did Professor Snape. With a pale complexion, he aimed the wand in his hand at the figure that was equivalent to a nightmare for him.

At this time, the gentle Lupine disappeared, and what appeared in place was the black-haired werewolf wearing alchemy shorts, leaving only the tyrannical instinct.

Lupine's werewolf incarnation stood up on its hind legs, its long mouth opened and closed, its sharp teeth could easily pierce the skin and tear off flesh and blood, and its wolf pupils glowed green in the moonlight.

Saliva dripped on the ground along the corner of his mouth, and the other three people in the room were very aware of the other party's strong desire to attack.

Just as the werewolf Lupine was posing for an attack, growling to attack them, John shouted, "It's now! Professor Snape!"

Almost subconsciously, Professor Snape cast a spell on Lupine the werewolf.

"Wolf Reconstruction"

A light blue ray shot out from the tip of Professor Snape's wand, hitting the werewolf Lupine in front of him, under the effect of magic.

The wolf transformation that happened just now disappeared like going back in time. When all the changes in the body disappeared, Lupine transformed back into a human form.

(End of this chapter)