In the Hogwarts Quidditch stadium, Gryffindor and Slytherin were engaged in a fierce battle. Ravenclaw was very concerned about the course of the match, because it involved the targeted adjustments to their tactics for the next match.
Although the deans of the two academies pretended to be free and easy on the surface, they were secretly determined to see their side win. Professor McGonagall waived Gryffindor's homework a week before the match. Professor Snape's bias was also obvious: he always rented a stadium for Slytherin, making it difficult for Gryffindor to find a place to train.
Gryffindor's goalkeeper was replaced by Ron, but Slytherin's original batters, Derek and Bor, had already graduated. They were replaced by two of Malfoy's lackeys, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Gower. The match was very intense. Both sides gave it their all, but Slytherin seemed to be pinning their hopes of victory on Ron's mistakes.
A loud song rose from Slytherin's silver and green sea in the stands:
Weasley, that little fool, he can't block a single ball. Slytherin sang loudly: Weasley is our king.
In the song, Ron's expression was stiff and his face was ashen. Slytherin's Warrington got the ghost ball and flew towards the goal he was guarding. The wandering ball could no longer catch up with him, and Gryffindor could only rely on Ron. However, Ron threw himself forward with his arms outstretched, and the ghost ball flew under his armpit and went straight into the center ring.
Slytherin's people sang even louder: Weasley was born in a dustbin, he always put the ball in the goal …
"Despicable means, using such a method to disturb Ron's mind." Jenny was so angry that her face turned red.
Hearing Jenny's complaint, Lavender Braun swapped seats with Romida Vanni, who was sitting next to her. "Ron sometimes performs well during training. He should practice ignoring other people's gazes more."
At this time, Slytherin's song became a chorus that resounded throughout the stadium as their team scored a goal.
In the following game, Ron was affected by the outburst of the song, and his performance turned into a disaster. His serious lapse allowed Slytherin to complete their attacks very easily, and Gryffindor were hit several times in a row by them.
Harry's motivation to look for the Snitch was partly due to fear. he could only hope to find the Golden Snitch quickly and end the game.
Just when Gryffindor was leading by 120 points, Harry ran around the field and desperately searched. Finally, he saw the small, flickering Golden Snitch hanging a few feet above Slytherin's end of the field. Harry swooped over. Although Slytherin's ball seeker also flew towards Harry with all his strength, it was obvious that his flying skills were far inferior to Slytherin's original main player, Draco, not to mention Harry Potter. He could only see Harry catching the Golden Snitch in front of him — Gryffindor had won.
Although they won the game, Harry did not feel relaxed at all. Instead, he was very worried. According to Ravenclaw's previous performance, they would undoubtedly become the team with the highest total score, and if Gryffindor could not perform well because of the pressure that he forced to promote Ron, then even if he could catch the Golden Snitch in every game and barely win all the games, they would not be able to compete in the Quidditch School Championship. They might even perform worse than Hufflepuff this year and become the team at the bottom of the rankings.
In the evening, in Demstrand's library, Allen stretched his body and found that Luna, who said that she was going to hang out in the school during the day, was already sitting at the other end of the long table. She seemed to be in good spirits after playing for the whole day. It was obvious that she was no longer affected by the bad effects of lard and vodka.
Allen walked behind Luna and found that she was engrossed in reading a book with exaggerated descriptions. After a few glances, Allen saw that the content was similar to singing a different tune. It recorded some strange things, such as the speculation about the prehistoric wizard civilization. It said that the most powerful wizards at that time could flatten a mountain and then turn it around to build something called a floating city, and then live on top of it. There were also some legends of strange creatures that even wizards in the magic world would think were too untrue.
"Oh, the record of Viktor's Devil's Palm is also in there. If the records about them in this book are to be believed, it originally came with something like the Eye of Viktor. If you equip it at the same time, it will be even more powerful … However, you have to dig out your own eyes and cut off your own palm to equip it, and the penalty of death after taking it off is not worth the loss. In addition, there is also the side effect of gradually losing your mind and becoming chaotic and evil." Originally, Allen planned to wait quietly behind Luna for her to finish reading, but he did not expect to see the original record of the Lord Voldemort replacing Bellatrix's severed limb in the last match of the Goblet of Fire.
Luna looked up and tilted her head to look at Allen's chin. "Mrs. Pins does not allow these reading materials to be placed in the Hogwarts library. She thinks that the things in the singing a different tune are all fictional."
"Well, and if we did not set up the training class, the establishment of the forbidden book section in Hogwarts has almost cut off a lot of knowledge that should have blossomed more from the little wizards. They are used to a one-size-fits-all approach. The British wizards are too conservative, or Dumbledore is too protective …" Allen was suddenly interrupted by the message from the mark on his arm. He looked up at the sky outside the library window.
Tonight was the night of the full moon.
In the village of Hogsmeade, dark clouds covered the originally shining moon. The sound of branches breaking broke the silence of the night. A group of people walked quickly in such a dark night.
"Madam Umrich, are you sure that he is in the secret passage and has transformed?" Josephine Harris's cold voice sounded. She needed to pretend that she did not know about Lupin's identity and the conspiracy in front of others.
"Of course, Director Harris. After half a semester of investigation, I have confirmed his identity, and I personally followed him into the secret passage today." Umrich's voice was sickeningly sweet. Although she had only sent an anonymous letter, her words were resolute and decisive. "I found out that Snape personally concocted the wolfsbane potion for him, and it was Dumbledore who told him to do so. Obviously, the teachers and the principal of Hogwarts are in the know. I can't deal with all of them by myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to trouble your colleagues from the Werewolf Control Bureau to come over, and I wouldn't have dared to trouble Director Foggy to go to the school to stall Dumbledore. "
Josephine nodded. No wonder Umrich didn't wear that pungent perfume today. "But you have to know that because of the chaotic management of the Werewolf Control Bureau and the lack of relevant laws before I took office, even if Remus Lupin really is a werewolf who hasn't registered with my Mysterious Creature Control Bureau, as long as he takes the wolfsbane potion properly and maintains his sanity, and can prove that he has no record of harming anyone, according to the regulations, he won't be punished too severely."
"Although Principal Dumbledore has the authority to recruit school employees, he hid it from the school board and secretly used the safety of those cute children as a stake to recruit a werewolf as a professor. His actions have crossed the line."
"In order to ensure the safety of the Hogwarts students and verify the situation you said, it's fine for us to work a little harder," Josephine said righteously as she straightened her wide-brimmed hat that had been blown askew by the wind.
The group quickly arrived at Honey Duke. The large and bald shop owner ran out in fear. Before he could say anything, Josephine's staff took out their credentials and pulled him to the side to explain the situation.
Umrich rushed to the front of the shop and impatiently opened the door. A seemingly innocent smile appeared on her chubby face. "Director Harris, it's here." Josephine put her hands into her pockets and restrained her gaze from constantly glancing at the bloody lollipops made for vampires on the shelf.
Umrich brought them to Honey Duke's warehouse and opened a trapdoor. Vaguely, wolf howls came from the depths of the tunnel.
"Looks like it's inside." Josephine pouted at the secret passage and signaled for her subordinates to start moving.
"Flicker of light." The staff from the Werewolf Control Bureau, who was in charge of capturing werewolves, stepped into the tunnel with nets and ropes. Umrich followed behind them, wanting to personally confirm Lupin's capture.
Josephine and the Aura guards assigned to her continued to stay in Honey Duke, guarding the secret passage and exit. Josephine didn't want to get too close to Dumbledore to prevent the light Magus from discovering her identity as a vampire. Although Harris no longer cared about this with his current power, avoiding trouble was still a good thing.
After a long while, a staff member came up to inform them that the werewolf had been subdued. From the staff member's torn sleeves, it was obvious that Lupin had lost his mind and had fought with them.
Twenty minutes later, the Hogwarts, which had been quieter than usual due to the students expending too much energy in Quidditch during the day, was now bustling with noise. Harry, Hermione, and Ron followed the bustling crowd to the plaza outside the castle. The three of them squeezed their way through the crowd. A werewolf stood on its hind legs, its long mouth opening and closing, revealing two sharp, wolf-like fangs. Harry's eyes widened in fright. He stood there in a daze, until a sharp cry reminded him —
Moonlight suddenly shone down on the plaza. Harry raised his head and saw the moon peeking out from a large patch of clouds, hanging high in the sky.
At this moment, the werewolf seemed to have been stimulated by the moonlight. It raised its hairy face and let out a wild howl towards the moon. This howl was even louder than before, and many of the young wizards who had just gathered around were scared half to death. The terrifying howl silenced the entire plaza. This terrifying sound was so loud and so close, rising from the silent air and falling down. This sound was too frightening. Many of the young Magi raised their hands to cover their ears.
Harry frantically tugged at Ron's sleeves, "That's Professor Lupin." Ron's mouth was wide open. Hermione frowned and looked at the Ministry of Magic's Dean Foggy and Umrich in the plaza with triumphant expressions, demanding an explanation from Dumbledore.
"How could Professor Lupin be this werewolf?" The young Magi listened in disbelief as Umrich loudly criticized Dumbledore.
At this moment, the werewolf's shrill howl pierced through the night sky. The screams of the young Magi, led by Lavender, made Neville's face turn pale and his knees tremble. It was difficult for him to equate this crazy and terrifying werewolf with the tolerant and gentle Professor Lupin who usually treated him with kindness.
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