Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts

"Robert."

Then, old Lupin also turned to look at Severus.

“I know you. I listened to the whole trial at the Ministry of Magic on the radio. They all call you the prodigal son of the wizarding world. Your speech was brilliant.”

After the three had established a basic understanding and trust with each other, Severus spoke loudly.

"Alright, gentlemen! Our objective is clear now: for the safety of our son, daughter, and students, we must find the werewolves as soon as possible!"

"According to Robert's discovery, their base in Nottingham is in Sherwood Forest, not far from us!"

"This search for our child is extremely dangerous, but I believe we are willing to make any sacrifice for our child! And we can help each other and move forward hand in hand!"

"If there are no other questions, then—"

"set off!"

After he finished speaking.

And so, a Muggle dentist, a magic school professor, and an elderly wizard.

They began their journey to find their child.

The wind is strong here, the air is extremely humid, and there's a strong smell of the sea.

Harry groped his way through the dim light, then leaned against the wall to stand up. He had just fallen on a rock and almost cracked his tailbone!

"Hermione?"

He called out the girl's name.

"I'm here!"

Hermione's tense voice came from his right. She still hadn't realized what had happened. Even if the little girl was smart, her mind was blank at this moment.

Harry took a deep breath; he was trying to stay calm!

'Think about it, Harry! Think about what the teacher would do if he were in this situation!'

He thought for a moment, then immediately found Hermione nearby and grabbed her arm tightly, giving her a reassuring support.

"Don't be afraid, we must have encountered an emergency. My teacher will find out we're missing and he'll find a way to locate us!"

Harry didn't show his nervousness and anxiety; he knew he had to step forward at this moment.

"Calm down, Hermione. We need to figure out where we are right now and if there's anyone else around!"

After hearing his voice and taking Harry's hand, Hermione clearly struggled to overcome her fear.

She could tell from Harry's words that he clearly knew more.

"Do you know what brought us here?"

“I don’t know about the glass marble, but that plush toy isn’t a platypus,” Harry explained. “It’s a magical creature! It’s called a Niffler. Normal people could never have one. The person who gave it to your father was a wizard!”

"A wizard?" Hermione's voice was clearly filled with disbelief. "You're a wizard too?"

“No, my teacher is, and a very powerful wizard!” Harry said firmly. “So don’t worry, he’ll definitely find us!”

Harry's words encouraged Hermione.

They began to support each other as they touched the cold stone wall.

Hermione's intelligence hadn't vanished at this moment, she told Harry.

"We can walk in the direction the wind is blowing! If the wind blows in, we can walk out!"

Chapter 74 Signs of Magic

Harry and Hermione felt their way along the stone wall, slowly moving in the direction the wind was blowing.

Throughout the journey, whether Hermione was trying to distract herself from her fear or was genuinely interested in everything about wizards, she kept asking Harry questions about the wizarding world.

But Harry didn't know that Hermione would definitely go to Hogwarts and become a young wizard.

He quickly regretted revealing his knowledge of wizards and magic to the girl. Harry wasn't sure if his actions, like those of Bloodny, violated the International Wizarding Secrets Act.

Therefore, when Hermione pressed him for answers, he remained evasive and spoke vaguely.

Just when Harry felt he was losing his grip and Hermione's questions were becoming increasingly pointed.

Finally, a faint orange light shone in from the top of a stone wall in front of them!

"Hey! Wait a minute! Hermione, look at this!"

Harry shouted excitedly, interrupting Hermione's question about whether "wizarding" was a natural profession or something that could be learned, a question that even she herself didn't fully understand.

Hermione noticed the light too, and she exclaimed happily.

"We haven't gone to the wrong place! This is the exit!"

Using the light, she looked around and saw their current surroundings.

It resembled a stone cave in the mountains, with uneven stone walls showing no signs of human excavation. However, on the ground in front of the light-transmitting stone walls, there were some discarded items, such as baseball bats and jackets, clearly indicating human activity!

Harry was carefully examining the stone wall that seemed to be blocking the exit.

He soon discovered that the rock was not originally in the cave, but rather that someone had deliberately placed it there, blocking two-thirds of the cave's exit, leaving only the top third open!

But the boulder in front of us is six or seven meters high, and it's hard to imagine what kind of person could block it without the help of machinery.

Staring at the boulder and confirming that there were no other exits besides the gap on top, Harry took a deep breath and made his decision!

"We have to find a way to climb out of this rock!" he said, as he moved closer to the boulder, preparing to climb.

Hermione turned pale after realizing what had happened.

"No! Dudley! It's too high! What if you fall from it?"

But even as she spoke, Harry was already searching for protrusions on the boulder and began trying to climb up.

"Don't be afraid." Even at this moment, he didn't forget to comfort Hermione. "We can't just rely on our teacher; we have our own hands and feet too."

He struggled to climb up from the bottom of the boulder.

The protruding parts on the rock were not sturdy, and Harry nearly slipped and fell off several times, which made Hermione cover her mouth in fright.

Harry was also soaked in sweat!

He was just a child whose body was still developing and had not received any professional training. When he was less than half a meter away from the top of the boulder, he felt his arms trembling. Even though he had grabbed a foothold with his right hand, he could not muster any strength.

Harry swallowed hard and couldn't help but look down.

It was only then that he realized just how high he had climbed!

His head spun, and his throat felt like it had been burned, incredibly dry!

But he knew there was no turning back; he had no choice but to keep going upwards.

Harry forced his arms to continue exerting force, and he lifted his left foot, which felt like it was filled with lead. However, before he could place his raised foot on the suitable landing spot that he had already found in advance, he was still struggling.

He suddenly felt the protruding rock that he was holding in his right hand loosen!

"Dali!!"

He felt his body arching backward uncontrollably, and heard Hermione's terrified screams from below.

In that instant, Harry suddenly felt as if he had gained some kind of special ability!

This ability appeared when Aunt Penny angrily tried to cut his hair short, only for it to grow back overnight, and also when he suddenly teleported to the roof of the school kitchen while his real cousin Dudley and his gang were chasing him around as usual.

There was even an instance where Aunt Petunia insisted he wear an old pullover sweater, and the more she tried to put it over Harry's head, the smaller it shrunk, until it was so small that it could only fit a hand puppet!

He blinked instinctively, and when his closed eyelids reopened, Harry was surprised to find himself standing on top of the boulder!

The orange glow of the setting sun shone on his face, and he saw the view outside the cave.

It was an endless ocean.

The enormous, orange-yellow sun, resembling an orange, had only a tiny edge remaining on the horizon. The brilliant sunset inexplicably reminded Harry of the orange juice he drank with his teacher, Sherney, and Wolpe at noon.

The salty sea breeze rushed towards him, but Harry couldn't help but smile and take a deep, enjoyable breath.

When his teacher took him away from the Dursleys' house, he had always doubted whether he was a wizard or not.

Compared to the amazing magic that Severus had shown him, his perpetually uncut hair, being bullied by his cousin and running off in a panic, and his increasingly shrunken and ugly sweater made it impossible for him to associate them with magic.

But now, Harry is absolutely certain: he is a wizard!

Severus had told him that such miracles could only happen to true wizards!

"Dali! Dudley!! Where are you! Where did you fall?!"

Just as Harry was experiencing an unprecedented and overwhelming joy, Hermione's tearful voice brought him back to his senses.

He responded instinctively.

"I'm okay! I'm up there, I'm up there! Hermione!"

Just as he was about to turn around and wave to Hermione below, his gaze suddenly met that of two pairs of eyes peeking out from the stone steps outside the cave!

Harry felt like he had fallen into an ice cave!

"Two more have arrived?" one of the eyes belonged to, a young man with brown curly hair and a face full of freckles, who said excitedly.

"It must be thanks to Pierre and his team. I heard that they gave away one key a couple of days ago, but it was really unexpected that they brought back two."

Another older man with dark hair also looked at Harry, who was frozen in place, with great interest.

"Moreover, this boy is actually a wizard who didn't make it into Hogwarts!"

"Aha! We'll be rewarded for bringing them back to Greyback!"

Hearing their conversation, Harry felt no joy whatsoever.

His once vibrant heart, like the sun at the horizon, has completely sunk to the bottom!

Chapter 75 Reappearance of Corpses

Beech Point.

This is a cliff located in southern England, and it is the highest seaside cliff in the UK.

Fenrir Greyback, the werewolf, led his men on a long tour of England with the Aurors, eventually choosing this secluded clearing surrounded by reefs at the foot of the sea cliffs as their base.

He had a head of brown hair combed back and flowing down his back, with a thick, bushy beard on his chin that connected with the side beards. Clearly, his men were all vying to imitate his appearance.

As the most notorious werewolf in the wizarding world, Greyback himself has a ferocious appearance.

He was strong and wiry, and almost no one had ever seen him use a wand or cast any spells. Whether he was a werewolf or not, his deliberately sharpened claws and fangs were his most powerful weapons!

Greyback is a natural-born pure-blood werewolf.

He was not transformed by the bites of any other werewolves, but was born with the ability to transform into a monster that terrifies countless people on the night of a full moon.

This also means that even when he is in human form, his super magic immunity is comparable to that of a troll, but he is not as clumsy and mindless as a troll. For the past thirty years, he has caused great trouble for the Ministry of Magic, and the Aurors have never been able to truly capture him!

And now, he is clearly preparing to make a big move.

There were six or seven dilapidated tents pitched on the open ground, and the poorly dressed werewolf wizards were packing up their belongings inside.

In the middle of the tent, a campfire was burning brightly.

Greyback sat by the campfire, opposite a tall, thin man with gray hair and a disheveled appearance—Remus Lupin.

“I’ve already told you, Remus, you should thank me for my leniency.”

In his daily life, Graybury was not as crazy and noisy as many people imagined. On the contrary, he was very quiet, sitting on a short-legged chair, chatting quietly with Lupin in the firelight.

Lupin had no wand in his hand, and he was dressed very lightly. There were still some bruises on his face, and the sea breeze made his messy hair sway wildly, in addition to the floating campfire.

Hearing Graybuck's words, he didn't say anything, but remained silent.

"According to the plan, these children were supposed to be converted and become one of us on the full moon day in July. At that time, the entire Ministry of Magic would be focused on that foolish professor at Hogwarts, which would be our best opportunity."

"But because you were too soft-hearted, the plan was ruined!"

His cold, pressing question made Lupin raise his head, and the calm and mature man simply explained.

“What you wanted was to turn those children into werewolves, not to kill them. But everyone was gathered together that night, and if they all transformed at the same time during the full moon, none of those children would survive; they would be torn to shreds.”

“Even so, that’s something I should be thinking about!” Graybury lowered his eyes, revealing his fangs as he said coldly, “yet you took it upon yourself before the full moon to hide them all underground!”

“You punished me for this too, didn’t you?” Lu said calmly.