Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Lupin explained patiently:

"Mr. Holmes is well aware that society's prejudices against us are deeply ingrained and will not vanish overnight, like Oblivion, with the advent of a new drug."

The people at the bar, including the three werewolves in the corner, were silent. The only sounds in the air were the crackling of the flickering candlelight and the heavy breathing of the crowd.

Everyone was silent when they heard this.

The answer is self-evident.

Even without the painful transformation on the night of the full moon, they would still be treated as monsters, would still be unemployed, expelled, and tortured with contempt by those self-proclaimed noble wizards.

Lupin said in a firm and unquestionable voice:

“So, we need to build our own channels.

Bypass the Ministry and join us.

This way, everyone can not only get a stable supply of potions at a price far lower than the official Ministry of Magic channels.

More importantly, you will receive systematic training.”

"We don't need the Ministry of Magic or St. Mungo's. We can help ourselves. All you have to do is join Mr. Holmes' company."

Marcus raised his eyebrows:

"Training company?"

Lupin shook his head and said:

"No, after joining the company, you will first undergo three months of induction training. During these three months, everyone will be paid."

As he said this, he took out a piece of parchment from his pocket.

One was discussed by Douglas, Sirius and him.

The "Silver Mane Academy Werewolf Training Class Curriculum Outline" was drawn by Sirius Black himself and then polished and supplemented by Douglas.

Lupin slowly unfolded the outline on the bar.

Patiently explained:

“Because the company’s business is quite broad, it involves the production of magic props, the distribution and sale of magic potions, etc.

But in reality, everyone is aware of their situation and their abilities vary. In order to better join the company, become a full-time employee, and play their part, everyone is working together.”

"We will learn the basics of magical theory and understand the nature of magical energy, laying the foundation for perhaps improving or even creating magical items ourselves in the future."

"We will also learn about magical materials and discern which ones are beneficial to us and which ones may be dangerous."

"More importantly, we will offer courses on magic prop making, from the use and maintenance of basic tools to the production process of simple magic props."

"We will even conduct intensive training in the common language of the magical world to ensure that every companion can communicate smoothly with the outside world and obtain information."

Lupin knew that some werewolves had lost their language skills and even had difficulty communicating because they had not communicated with humans for many years.

His voice began to tremble slightly, which was due to his excitement and his anticipation for the future.

“After the training, the company will not necessarily require everyone to work for the company.

After learning some new skills, you can find a decent job outside.

Instead of always carrying bags at the Muggle docks, or picking up unwanted magical materials in dangerous places.

We can’t stay in the shadows forever, living off the scraps of others.”

Chapter 370: Lupin the Headhunter

Lupin's eyes swept over Marcus, Nightshade, Crescent Moon and Frostpaw one by one.

Everyone's face was filled with shock and disbelief.

He took a deep breath:

"I know that you are filled with doubts and worries at this moment.

This is not a trap, nor is it some illusory fantasy.

I, Remus Lupin, pledge this upon my character and honor.

Everything we are working on is real and exists to help us, a cursed people, regain our dignity and hope!"

He paused, and his tone became more earnest, almost pleading:

"Moreover, your joining is not only for yourselves, but also to help more compatriots like us."

At this time, Lupin transformed into a professional speaker in this dilapidated hotel.

"In this world, there are countless others like me. They hide their identities, silently enduring the pain and torture of the full moon nights. They may not even know that a new potion has appeared, and the opportunity to change their fate is right before their eyes."

"You can be the messengers who bring this message to them. You can bring them to us and let them know that they are not alone."

When Lupin said this, his face showed some unnaturalness, and he didn't know how to start.

After taking a deep breath, I tried to make my expression look serious and professional:

"Every time you successfully recommend a new member, and they stay in the training class for more than three months, you will also receive a certain amount of... um, contribution points.

These points can be exchanged for potions, other necessities, or even gold galleons, such as... well, fresh steaks, or warmer blankets.

Believe me, the value of points within the company is definitely higher than the value of gold galleons outside."

"Of course, we don't require you to join the company or attend training courses to obtain the medicine."

"Those are the company's internal employee benefits. We also have an external sales team."

"We will provide the potion to an agent at a very low price. You can use it yourself or sell it to other werewolves in need.

Every time you sell a potion, you will not only get a commission, but also a downline.

Every time your downline sells a potion, you can also get a certain share of it.

More importantly, the downline they develop will also bring you continuous income. It's like... an ever-growing werewolf mutual support circle."

"Recruiting people?"

A mocking arc appeared at the corner of Yueya's mouth, but the depths of her eyes were not filled with sharp resistance as before, but instead had a subtle hint of...intention?

Lu Ping nodded calmly, not avoiding this slightly utilitarian word.

"You may understand it that way, but our goal isn't to extract Galleons from our companions.

It's to allow more people to escape the endless torment brought by the lycanthropy curse, and to allow us, a despised group, to live...with dignity."

Marcus's deep-set eyes stared at Lupin without blinking.

This companion who once howled in despair with him on the cold full-moon night now brought hope that was enough to subvert the fate of the entire werewolf group.

His rough fingers stroked the hard stubble on his chin, making a slight rustling sound, as if he was weighing something.

When Douglas found Lupin.

The other person was staring at a glass of cold beer.

Douglas patted his shoulder and asked doubtfully:

"Are you thinking about your life as a wolf, or do you think this beer is watered down?"

Lupin sighed and rubbed his brow.

Douglas smiled and said:

"Don't think about it. Now that you've made your choice, you have to trust them, just like they trust you. Besides, it's still a long time before the next full moon.

So, change your mood. Pack up your least shabby robe and let's go to Italy and soak up some sunshine."

London Heathrow Airport terminal.

Lupin was very uncomfortable.

He had never been to such a densely populated place.

Lupin lowered his voice and complained to Douglas beside him:

"Douglas, I must reiterate, why don't we just use Floo powder or a Portkey?

This Muggle... plane sounds like some kind of large metal bird, and it's supposed to fly for hours!"

Douglas looked around and shrugged:

"For them who don't have Apparition and Portkeys, this is the most efficient method."

Then walk to the self-service check-in counter.

Douglas operated this new machine skillfully.

"Remus, relax and experience life.

Besides, when we go to Italy this time, the Ministry of Magic hopes that we enter the country in a low-key manner to avoid attracting unnecessary attention."

Lupin looked at Douglas in surprise and asked doubtfully:

"Keep a low profile? Then why did you let the Ministry of Magic pass on the information that I was going to Italy?

But why are you so familiar with this thing? I see many Muggles don't seem to know how to do it."

Douglas pressed a few buttons, and two boarding passes came out from below. He said casually:

"Maybe it's because I'm smart. This thing won't bite your fingers, unless you enter the wrong password three times, then it might eat your passport and play your embarrassing story on the airport broadcast in a loop.

Um... So, I asked the Ministry of Magic to publicize you, not me, because I am a low-key person..."

Lupin took the boarding pass from Douglas and rolled his eyes at him.

"Hopefully, this metal plane can provide decent tea."

The atmosphere in the security check channel was a little tense.

When it was Lupin's turn, the security guard's metal detector at his waist went off.

The security officer looked at him expressionlessly:

"Excuse me, sir, what's under your coat?"

Lupin was stuck. He couldn't just say, "This is the guy I feed you," which would make you forget who you are in an instant.

Douglas stepped forward, his face showing a standard eight-tooth smile:

"Ah, that's a special massager given to him by an old Italian grandmother. It's handmade, ergonomic, and specially designed to treat all kinds of back pain. The old lady is old, so she likes this retro thing."

As he spoke, he took out Lupin's wand.

Since Lupin's physical condition began to recover, the werewolf blood that had been freed from wolfsbane had shown extraordinary strength.

In order to prevent the wand from being accidentally broken, Sirius thoughtfully wrapped Lupin's wand with a layer of magic metal.

The security officer looked at them suspiciously, then at the vibrator, and finally waved his hand:

"Go ahead, next one."

Lupin breathed a sigh of relief and followed Douglas, muttering softly:

"When did I get an old Italian lady? I thought you were going to use a Confusion Charm."

Douglas was in a good mood:

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do, Remus. Now that you're in the Muggle world, learn how to live without a wand.

Besides, what if you run into an old lady who needs a vibrator?"

Chapter 371 Douglas’s Dark History

In the waiting hall, the two found a corner and sat down.

Lupin picked up a Muggle newspaper that was thrown on the seat, trying to understand the dense text and motionless pictures, his brows furrowed more and more.

Douglas looked up from a thick Muggle novel:

"Give it up, Remus, Muggle news can sometimes be even less reliable than The Quibbler.

Look at that guy over there in the flowered shirt and sunglasses. I bet five Galleons that his suitcase is filled with either Hawaiian specialties or props for a secret meeting on a tropical island.

Lupin put down the newspaper:

"Douglas, we're here to do business."