HP: For a better world

Sirius walked a few steps into the room. He was still worried that Lupin would feel bad for biting someone, so he didn't dare leave him alone.

Moreover, he had just been released from Azkaban, and his emotions were always fluctuating. From time to time, he felt that the whole world had gone dark, the Dementors were still there, and it was as if he had never been released from Azkaban, nor had he seen Harry. It was all just a dream...

"Cough cough cough cough cough--" Suddenly a burst of cursing came from the dusty floor next to him. As the sound vibrated, the dust covering the picture frame fell down, as if there was a person in the portrait pushing the ground hard to support himself, but unfortunately, the portrait had no hands.

“——Unfilial descendant!” A vague angry curse buzzed from the ground: “Hurry up and pull me up! How can you throw your own ancestors to the ground! You bastard! Do you hear me?”

He cursed under his breath.

"--If I had known I should have been alive, I would have added a permanent sticking spell to the back of my portrait--unfilial son!"

He coughed angrily, and a gasp sound came from the flipped portrait, followed by a series of coughs as if he was really choking.

But the dust on the ground did not move or decrease at all.

Phineas Nigellus wanted to curse a few more times, but when he heard the footsteps going away without stopping, he suddenly became anxious: "Ahem... bastard! Ahem... come back to me..."

It was obvious that if he kept talking, this little bastard would really leave him here. If it weren't for something else, he would have scolded this junior. Seeing that he couldn't call anyone back, Phineas surrendered and shouted, "Wait!"

Hearing the footsteps that didn't stop, as if to say "I'm just passing by if you say anything casually", Phoenix said angrily, "Dumbledore asked me to come!"

Sirius then stepped over and picked it up from the ground. He rubbed the dusty portrait with his sleeve perfunctorily: "What's the matter?"

Phineas cursed angrily, but when he was picked up, he quickly looked away, his nose turned up, with a look of disdain.

...cursing about the dust on the portrait, but keeping silent about asking him to give up covering the portrait.

Phoenix hadn't been to the old house at Grimmauld Place for a long time.

This place has been unpopular for a long time, so naturally, not many people come here... Phineas only comes back here occasionally when he is annoyed by the noise in Hogwarts - this is because Phoenix was instructed by Dumbledore to come here and deliver a message, otherwise he would not be willing to come back - he has never been liked by children, and he had a quarrel with Sirius when he just came back.

Unexpectedly, instead of seeing the familiar portrait, he saw a row of large light-colored squares suddenly appear on the dark wall behind his great-grandson. The wall had been violently damaged, and there were traces of several places that seemed to have been torn out. He hesitated when the words came to his lips: "... Dumbledore asked me to pass on a message."

He felt annoyed as he looked at the disappearing marks of the picture frames on the wall. At the same time, he was worried that Sirius would throw his portrait into some dark place... These were the only portraits of him left, and he didn't want to stay in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts all day, unable to go anywhere.

Neither of them saw Kreacher quietly passing by with two plates in his hands in the background of their conversation - Phineas reluctantly uttered the news: "Dumbledore asked me to ask if you have any news about Lupin, and there is a message for him."

Sirius felt guilty: "No," he lied with his eyes open: "He disappeared after leaving Hogwarts. I'm looking for him too."

He pretended to be innocent and asked, "What message?"

Phineas nodded, pretending that he hadn't heard anything before he coughed, and his voice suddenly lowered to imitate Dumbledore's tone: "'Tell Lupin that he has a new job waiting for him.'"

"...That's all?!" Sirius asked curiously, "If I can get in touch with Remus, I will let him know. Does Dumbledore have any other instructions?"

"No more, 'Open the owl link and remind him to pay attention to the newspaper.'" Phineas replied uninterestedly, as if he couldn't stand the dust on the portrait, and soon disappeared in the portrait.

The portrait returned to being blank.

Sirius did not forget to cover the portrait again.

He walked up the stairs and opened the door. "Remus—" He stared at the two plates of dead rats and bats on the table. They looked like they had been slightly processed, stained with blood, and looked like they were still alive. "What is this? Where did you find a substitute for Wormtail and Snotlout?"

Lupin turned around and looked at him innocently, "...Kreacher sent it over, saying it was dinner - I thought your taste had changed over the years."

Lupin looked at him teasingly.

Sirius smiled a little, rubbed his head, walked over, picked up a rat's tail with disgust, and sniffed it like a dog: "I don't want to eat this kind of thing anymore, ugh - I was wondering why it suddenly became so obedient..."

"Don't you think Kreacher has gone mad?" Lupin couldn't help but say, "Think about it, it has been alone in the old house for so many years, talking to itself and only accepting orders from your mother... I even suspect that it usually eats this."

Sirius raised his eyebrows, "I'm not surprised that he went crazy after staying with my mother for more than ten years." He picked at the rats and bats that died with their eyes open on the plate: "But I still think he did it on purpose. You heard what he said - I don't think he is crazy." He curled his lips.

Lupin laughed softly. "I heard you communicating with Phineas's portrait down there - Dumbledore is looking for you? He probably doesn't know I'm hiding here with you yet."

His smile was light, revealing a sense of loneliness.

Sirius coughed, "I guess he knows now - he told me to tell you there's a new job on the way for you, open the Owl Link and keep an eye on the newspapers."

"Work?" Lupin asked in surprise. "Now?"

He reconnected to the deactivated Owl Messenger.

Soon an owl flew over from a distance and dropped a newspaper from the window.

They both unfolded the newspaper and read:

[Open recruitment! The victim who survived by chance announced the news of recovery.

"This is a job that belongs to him." Mr. Winston White, the potential werewolf patient in the Hogwarts werewolf attack case, responded to the questions of reporters who came to interview him after he made public the information of his recovery. "I have applied to the Ministry of Magic to lift the wanted order for him."

Remus Lupin was the one who sneaked into the school and attacked Mr. White.

Our correspondent has learnt that the two men had previously been on good terms and had a period of close contact, and the correspondent suspects that it was this period that confused Mr White.

"I believe this accident occurred as a misunderstanding."]

Winster White was wearing a black suit with gold trim and smiling shyly in the photo.

[“Maybe some people have bad intentions, but I believe this is not his intention at all. Werewolves cannot control themselves when they transform. This is something everyone knows.”

Mr White explained.

"I have always known about people's prejudice against werewolves... but I think something will soon break everyone's fear."

Recently, the Pharmacist Association held a private inquiry meeting on new potions and decided to look for volunteers. It is said that this inquiry meeting is related to Mr. White. This is also one of the reasons why our reporter came to visit.

Is this the main reason that a werewolf victim is able to escape lycanthropy?

Or has the rumored potion to cure lycanthropy really been invented?

In response to the reporter's question, Mr. White raised his finger and shushed him, then replied with a smile, "This is a secret, Mr. Reporter. I can only tell you that Professor Lupin's work is indeed closely related to this. The sooner we reach a settlement with him, the sooner the news will be released."

Faced with the reporter's excited questions, Mr. White was unwilling to answer too many questions. At this time, the healer from St. Mungo's came in and drove us away.

They will examine Mr. White's body and make sure he is healthy. We believe that as things continue to progress, we will have more opportunities to learn how a tragic case that could have been tragic was reversed.

At the request of Mr. White, this newspaper is also actively looking for Mr. Lupin. We hope that Mr. Lupin who sees this newspaper will contact Mr. White as soon as possible.

(Continue to follow our reports, our reporters will continue to bring you the latest news.)]

Sirius turned to the recruitment section of the Daily Prophet and indeed saw Lupin's name, sandwiched among a sea of ​​densely packed recruitment notices, and was not very conspicuous.

"The warrant has been cancelled, that's good news." Sirius turned back the newspaper and handed it to Lupin. "Is White recruiting you? Are you going to take the new job?"

Lupin was both excited and relieved, "He's okay?! I didn't know…this is great."

He shed tears quietly, and the huge stone that had been weighing on his heart was lifted.

He had been in a state of despair since he left Hogwarts, and even the belated arrest warrant from the Ministry of Magic only made him smile bitterly, and Sirius dragged him to live temporarily in Grimmauld, but things did not get better.

Sirius himself was still under the influence of Azkaban, so he could only try his best to divert Lupin's attention.

Neither of them could go out. Although Sirius had been released from the wanted list, it was still done in secret. On the surface, he should be being hunted like Lupin, so naturally he couldn't go out either.

In addition, because Lupin harmed students, Hogwarts directly revoked his professorship, and his salary would normally be cancelled.

But Dumbledore thought that he was partly responsible for this matter, so he decided to leave some money for him.

But this amount of money was not enough for Lupin to live on. If Sirius hadn't taken him in, he would probably still be sleeping on the streets.

It was impossible for him to accept Sirius's financial support completely. Purely relying on friends for support? Lupin was only worried about Sirius, although the two of them could not explain who was accompanying whom.

Lupin was already planning to leave.

He didn't want to face the fact that he had hurt someone, because it reminded him of how Greyback had destroyed him.

Lupin felt guilty and dejected, thinking that he should always stay on the edge of society to avoid hurting more people.

But this job does come from his victim... Lupin whispered, "I need to contact Dumbledore first to find out more."

"I'm with you, Remus," said Sirius. "It's just a job, no big deal."

So the next day they received a reply from Dumbledore.

"He said that the job is to assist in potion experiments. Winster is indeed out of danger of lycanthropy." Lupin murmured, putting his heart aching.

"Let me see!" said Sirius, snatching the letter.

He frowned as he watched.

"No, Remus, you can't go!" He shouted, furious. "He wants you to participate in this potion experiment as a werewolf and to be a test subject!"

"…I am an assistant." Lupin corrected him patiently, sighed, and felt complicated: "It's just that I was responsible for biting those experimenters."

"As a werewolf, bite those experimenters?" Sirius asked back.

"This is definitely Snotlout's revenge! They don't even consider you a wizard! He just wants everyone to know that you are a monster that is good for nothing except biting people!"

Lupin stared at the wand lying flat in his palm and whispered, "But he's not wrong."

"!" Sirius kicked over the stool next to him in anger, and then he was able to control his emotions a little. After he came out of Azkaban, he never restrained his violent emotions in front of Lupin.

"That's not what I meant." Sirius widened his eyes: "I'm not saying you're a monster, I'm saying--" He wanted to argue hurriedly.

Lupin stopped him.

"I understand what you mean, Sirius. It's just that Dumbledore wrote in the letter that he needs a stable and reliable werewolf to help them complete the experiment during the full moon." Lupin sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "This job is perfect, isn't it? No academic qualifications or magic are required... just a werewolf identity is needed."

Werewolves were not allowed to attend school. After Lupin's identity was revealed, his education was revoked. The wizarding world did not recognize the authenticity of his education.

"And I am indeed a werewolf... and this is the only job the wizarding world is willing to offer me right now - I can't rely on you for support, Sirius."

Lupin anticipated Sirius's words that he could support him without even thinking about it.

This conversation had already happened once before the war, but Lupin had his pride.

He let out a low breath.

"I can't avoid my identity as a werewolf anymore. Since they need a werewolf, what difference does it make for me? I hope I can make up for my mistakes. Dumbledore said that this potion is related to the solution to lycanthropy." Lupin raised his head and looked at Sirius with disapproval in his eyes and said, "I want to give it a try."

"But they are treating you as a clown, letting you bite others when you transform into a wolf, just like a circus putting a wild beast in a cage for display, and the performers put their heads into their mouths and come out unharmed!" Sirius stared at Lupin: "They show the gentleness of wild beasts and then praise their beautiful fur!"

"…You're a wizard! You can do so much more!"

Lupin gently stopped him from saying the next thing: "Thank you Sirius, but I have made up my mind."

He had a complicated expression: "Dumbledore neither encouraged me to accept nor made it clear for me to refuse..."

Lupin lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"He left this choice entirely to me, hoping that I would go."

"Make an eye."

Sirius slammed his fist on the table.

"Are you really going?"

Lupin said sadly: "If they really need a werewolf... maybe it can be a kind of compensation for me."

"I hurt people and then ran away. I need to do something to make up for the pain I feel inside."

"It's not your fault." Sirius said, "It's Peter, the traitor. That's what he was thinking!"

He let out a long sigh: "Yeah, I know..."

Sirius said angrily, "Well, I can't stop you. What is this potion called? I have to know."

Lupin was stunned for a moment and then looked at the letter: "...It seems to be called something

——Anti-wolf potion?"