Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

He carefully read the contents. Almost all the students expressed their respect for this professor who was not a professor. Even the Slytherin students expressed in their arrogant words that this gentleman from Gryffindor was a good person.

The professors also made fair evaluations when they knew that Lupin was a werewolf, especially Headmaster Dumbledore, who believed that he could be a lubricant between the four major colleges.

"Obviously, before they knew about his origins, everyone loved Remus, but looking at the kids' reactions now, you can think back to how they reacted before and after you found out."

“Prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain!”

As the two discussed, there was also a heated debate among the students in the front. The members of the Charon Detective Agency declared that they had known about this matter a long time ago and argued with the terrified students.

"Oh, I didn't expect the professor to reveal it himself."

"We've been so frustrated. Look at how useless you are. We've known about this for months."

"This was once our society's top secret!"

"Obviously, it's not the case now. I feel it's necessary to suggest to the president that we choose a new secret as our club's shared secret."

"Vice President Ron, what do you think?"

"Has Professor Lupin ever hurt you?"

"Have you ever seen Professor Lupin transform into a werewolf?"

"Really not. Professor Yueyuan never asked for leave. He always taught as usual."

"Could it be that we just heard wrongly? The professor was talking about assuming he has werewolf blood?"

"I swear in the name of Harry Potter, the savior of the Charon Detective Agency, that the professor is truly a werewolf. We knew this a long time ago. If it were a fake, our president would have received zeros on this exam."

"Harry was shivering in the exam room! Haha!"

Lupin just smiled gently and watched the discussion below quietly. There were people questioning him, fearing him, and defending him, but no one left.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see Dumbledore looking at him with a smile in a corner of the audience seats.

The reason why Dumbledore agreed to Lupin revealing his identity this time was, on the one hand, because Douglas's version of the wolfsbane potion had basically been successful both in theory and in clinical trials.

What’s more important is what Douglas said at the time.

"We cannot use one person's sacrifice to change others' views of him... use that last bit of mercy to briefly declare that this is a good person..."

Lupin checked the time and coughed softly:

"Ahem, I'm glad you didn't leave in fear. Children, let's continue this lecture, okay? I'll reserve enough time for you to discuss later, and I'll even participate in your discussion myself."

"Remember? A Boggart will become your worst fear, but when we learn to fight it with laughter, that fear becomes a joke.

But sometimes, our inner Boggarts are more subtle and can become voices of self-doubt: 'You're not strong enough,' 'You're different,' 'You'll never be understood.'"

"As a werewolf, I've been tormented by these voices countless times. I felt like a shadow in the corridors of Hogwarts, a monster that shouldn't exist."

"The arrogance of pure-bloods, the prejudice against 'non-humans', the shadow of fear left by the dark arts - these invisible spells can sometimes be more hurtful than the Cruciatus Curse."

"But Headmaster Dumbledore told me: 'True darkness is not the transformation in the moonlight, but the refusal to look oneself in the eye.'"

"So, true courage is not about hiding scars..."

“The first lesson in wizard psychology is to learn to live with the wolf within you.

Many of you may be feeling insecure about a spell you're having trouble mastering, anxious about your family lineage, or crying in your four-poster bed after failing a Potions class.

But remember, every bottle of potion in the Hogwarts cellar has experienced a moment of bubbling out of control; the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest will also shiver and lick their wounds in a rainstorm.

True strength begins with acknowledging one's own vulnerability—just as a Pensieve can help us sort out chaotic memories, confiding in someone you trust is like opening a window for your soul to breathe.

"And you are the people I trust the most. I will tell you about my vulnerability in the first class, hoping to serve as a role model for you."

"When society's crucible begins to bubble, don't forget that you hold a more powerful potion in your pocket: the speculation of Ravenclaw, the tolerance of Hufflepuff, the defiance of Gryffindor, the resilience of Slytherin—the emblems of the four houses shining on your chests are the best refutation of division."

Chapter 337 This is Professor Morse

As Lupin spoke slowly, the students below seemed to see their own shadows in it.

"Finally, I'll leave you with a quote I learned in the Shrieking Shack: 'The moon will eventually be full, but it's not the moonlight that scares us, but the fear of turning around and seeing the guardian angel behind us.'

May your hearts always be as bright as the fire at Hogwarts, warming yourselves and illuminating the footsteps of those wandering in the shadows.

Now, if you like, you can come to me with your confusion - but first, let me tell you, there is only one Chocolate Frog left tonight, and its wrapper happens to be printed with Merlin who can tell bad jokes.

"This concludes the first part of our lecture today. Thank you all for staying with me through this lecture even though you knew I was a werewolf.

Next, everyone, take a 20-minute break. I hope to see you all here again for the second half. Oh, and by the way, let me remind you that today is a full moon night!

After saying this, Lupin looked like he had completed a prank and smiled at the people who were talking in the audience.

"Oh my god, it's a full moon tonight."

"Remember the chapter describing werewolves? Aren't werewolves always in a state of mania around the full moon? Look, Professor..."

"Is he making up a story for us?"

"Do you think it's more likely that Harry got a zero on the test, or that the professor is a werewolf?"

"Professor, wait for us a moment. We're going to the bathroom and will be back soon!"

"Professor, don't run away. We don't need twenty minutes. Let's continue listening to your lecture!"

Most of them did not move, only a few students quickly ran towards the toilets at the Quidditch field.

The Daily Prophet reporter quickly stepped forward:

"Mr. Lupin, if I heard correctly just now, you mentioned several times that you are a werewolf? But what is your current condition?"

Lupin smiled slightly:

"Sir, would you like to take a picture with me? If I take a picture with a werewolf, I think it will definitely be on the front page tomorrow."

"Don't worry. The next part is about whether I am really a werewolf. I'll give you a little hint. I will stay here until twelve o'clock tonight."

The second lecture started soon.

The magic wand lightly tapped the crystal ball, and five potions of different colors appeared in the air, emitting a rainbow-like halo under the refraction of sunlight.

Lupin's Adam's apple rolled slightly, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning. Although I've already been introduced once, I think for this speech, I need to let everyone know me again. I am Remus John Lupin, the werewolf who once left 350 scratch marks on the stone walls of the Shrieking Shack."

"I stand here today not as 'that dangerous individual who needs to be isolated,' but as a witness, a beneficiary, and a messenger of hope. I want to talk to you about these bottles of new wolfsbane potion that changed the trajectory of my life."

"First, please allow me to thank the maker of this potion, Professor Douglas Holmes, the banana-loving flat-headed fellow. Not only because he improved the wolfsbane potion, but also because he allowed me to share the concept behind the potion's creation with the public today."

"I still remember the day I first arrived at Hogwarts. He found me, his eyes shining like phosphorescence in a crucible, and in his hand was a wrinkled parchment covered with potion formulas combining Chinese and Western medicine:

"Remus, did you know that in the East, people believe that 'sour enters the liver, pungent enters the lungs, bitter enters the heart, salty enters the kidneys, and sweet enters the spleen', and that the five flavors correspond to the healing of the five internal organs."

Sirius, sitting in the back, curled his lips and tried hard to suppress his laughter. Although he wasn't there that day, he had heard from Moony Face that he was eager to ask Snotlout to brew a new batch of wolfsbane potion. (PS: Chapter 207)

It is obvious that a speech with such a rich story must have been written by Doug himself.

"The five colors of potions—red, green, gold, silver, and brown—respectively correspond to the freshness of lime, the spiciness of ginger, the aftertaste of wormwood, the sharpness of sea salt, and the warmth of honey..."

When the students heard this, they immediately remembered Professor Snape cursing in class, and smiled knowingly. It was obvious that this potion was very Douglas.

"Douglas's breakthrough was that he not only improved the taste, but also reconstructed the healing logic of the medicine."

"The cyan potion, infused with lapis lazuli powder and nightshade juice, corresponds to the Eastern theory of 'acid nourishing the liver', repairing liver cell damage caused by long-term transformation..."

Well, as for what cells are specifically, I think you can ask Professor Holmes after class.

Of course, this is not the main point. After taking it twice, I found that the number of gray hairs that fell out when I combed my hair in the morning was reduced by two-thirds, which is a direct reflection of the improvement in liver function.

"The Golden Potion (Xin) is based on ginger and malachite. It targets the accumulation of black magic residue in the lungs..."

"Andrographis paniculata and phoenix feather fragments can slow down the adrenaline rush during transformation, so I won't uncontrollably clench my wand until my knuckles turn white on full-moon nights..."

"Deep-sea salt crystals and basilisk scale shedding repaired the disorder in my potion metabolism caused by long-term use of traditional potions..."

"His most ingenious design lies in the ingenious combination of the theory of seven emotions in Eastern medicine, namely joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, shock and fear, and magic.

When honey and licorice are used as the main ingredients, the sweetness on the tip of the tongue activates the hippocampus in the brain, which is responsible for empathy... Another new word, I miss you... "

The students immediately answered in unison:

"Ask Professor Holmes! Haha!"

"That sounds very Professor Holmes."

At this moment, none of them felt the fear brought to them by Lupin's werewolf identity. Instead, they found it interesting. Perhaps it was the first time that all wizards listened to a werewolf telling them a story so calmly.

Lupin shrugged his shoulders, smiled and continued:

"After taking it for six months, I clearly remember that full-moon night. I didn't transform, but sat in the moonlight and could clearly hear my own heartbeat."

"That wasn't numbness forced down by potions, but true human nature taking over. I could clearly feel the wolf nature lingering within me, but it was no longer swallowing me up like a flood. Instead, it was like a stream gently dammed by Merlin's beard..."

The reporter in the audience asked:

"Mr. Lupin, can the new wolfsbane potion really stop a person from transforming completely? As far as I know, there is no cure for wolfsbane yet. Even the wolfsbane potion can only suppress the werewolf's vicious nature."

Chapter 338 I am a werewolf, but I am more myself

Lu Ping's tone is gentle:

"Yes, in the sixth month of taking it, I dared to walk into the study room at Hogwarts on a full-moon night and watch the students practicing spells under the moonlight, instead of hiding in the office and counting the cracks in the bricks."

Sirius rubbed his head. His old friend had been completely led astray by Douglas. Ever since taking the new wolfsbane potion, every full moon night he spent eating hot pot in Douglas' office was not as miserable as he described.

In the distance, Dumbledore's beard twitched. He had eaten hot pot with them on full-moon nights more than once, and once asked him to count the cracks between the bricks.

Lupin tapped the crystal ball lightly, and a line of words appeared below the five colored potion bottles in mid-air.

“What actually shocked me the most was Douglas’s treatment philosophy: treatment should not be hatred of ‘wolf nature’ but an embrace of ‘human nature’.”

"The traditional wolfsbane potion made us feel like it was a 'mistake that needed to be corrected,' but the new potion made me understand that werewolf blood is not a curse, but a magical chessboard that needs to be calmed and adjusted."

"When we nourish the liver with sour flavors and soothe the spleen with sweet flavors, we are essentially saying to the body, 'I accept every part of you, from the tenderness of a human to the strength of a wolf, and I will take good care of you.'"

"Please pass on my next words to my fellow werewolves in the magical world who are still struggling. When your liver begins to heal, when the haze in your lungs is no longer accumulating, and when your heart can beat peacefully in the moonlight, the outside world's gaze will no longer be like that of a Dementor—because the self you see in your eyes has already learned to accept the world with gentleness."

"As Douglas wrote at the end of the recipe: 'True healing begins with convincing the body that it deserves to be treated gently.'"

"If you're afraid to show your scars to the world, remember there's always a magic light burning just for you in the Shrieking Shack."

Finally, I’d like to borrow a proverb from the East: The best medicine heals the heart, the middle medicine heals the person, and the worst medicine heals the disease. The new wolfsbane potion is the best medicine because it not only heals the body but also teaches us to reconcile with our own shadows.

When the full moon rises again next year, let us stand in the sun not as werewolves barely maintaining their human form, but as complete, healed wizards, and proudly say: I am a werewolf, but I am even more myself... "

"Clap clap clap!"

There was thunderous applause from below.

Regardless of whether they were afraid that Lupin was a werewolf or not, everyone was excited about his speech.

The photographer quickly captured this historic moment - a speech by a self-proclaimed werewolf resonated with so many people.

Lupin kept smiling gently and waved to the crowd below.

"I have a small suggestion. In order not to disturb the other candidates, I wonder if I, a werewolf, could have lunch with everyone here?"

"can!"

"Of course, Professor Lupin!"

"What's the big deal? Don't we have dinner together every day?"

As Lupin finished speaking, most of the students below shouted in agreement. Even though some students still had different thoughts in their hearts, no one expressed any objection at this time.

As Lupin's voice fell, Sirius took out a bell from his pocket with excitement.

When the students around him saw him take out the bell, they subconsciously stepped back.

But as Sirius' bell rang.

Dobby, dressed in a proper and elegant butler's uniform, appeared with twenty Hogwarts house-elves.

The house-elves, wearing scarves with the Hogwarts crest on them and carrying boxes, always kept a distance from Dobby.

It was obvious that they disliked Dobby.

"Dobby, Professor Holmes's loyal butler, is pleased to be of service!"

Although the house-elves felt that Dobby had betrayed the house-elves, they still followed their arrangements for Douglas's sake.

The camping equipment in the boxes was arranged according to areas on the Quidditch field, and various delicious foods were prepared.