A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"Some blood samples, preferably during the transformation. If possible, we also need those before and after the transformation." Rogge blurted out, and then asked: "Professor, you have been traveling in Europe for many years, can you give me some werewolf locations. Best." It’s from Eastern Europe.”

Lu Ping agreed to the first request without hesitation. If Rogge needs it, he can take blood now.

Even though the possibility of curing lycanthropy was slim, he still couldn't hide his fervent desire, even if it was an arduous and long task.

He knows better than anyone else how discriminated against werewolves are in the magical world and how difficult their lives are. Even though he was able to stay sane with the help of Wolfsbane potion, he still couldn't change his werewolf nature.

In addition to him, there are many wizards in the magical world who are tortured by lycanthropy. Thinking of them, Lu Ping couldn't help but feel sad and depressed.

"There is nothing wrong with the blood sample. It can be done at any time. However, the locations of other werewolves..." Faced with the second request, Lupine hesitated.

Compared to the British wizarding world, Eastern Europe is the home base of werewolves and vampires. During my travels in Europe, I did deal with many werewolves.

They formed their own communities and lived a life of hardship and poverty. Although they attacked wizards and Muggles during their lycanthropy period, that was because of lycanthropy, not their intention.

Lupine stared at Rogge, realizing that the list was not simple.

From wizard to werewolf, all it takes is a bite mark. But to completely cure lycanthropy, what is needed is not a few bottles of wolfsbane potion, but countless dangerous experiments.

He understood that what Rogge wanted was a death list.

"I can't give you their position." Lu Ping took a deep breath and firmly refused.

"Even those notorious guys? You know, a lot of kids died from them."

Lu Ping's eyes were piercing and his inner position was unmoved. He always believed that even werewolves had a chance to change their ways. Their lives cannot be sacrificed arbitrarily because of an illusory hope.

Rogge stopped pressing and respected Lupine's choice. He stood up and apologized: "Excuse me."

Seeing Rogge turning around and leaving, Lu Ping suddenly called out to him: "Wait a moment."

He stared at the other person and said firmly: "I can help if you need it."

Lupine is willing to bravely sacrifice himself to save the werewolves and cure lycanthropy. Even if the work is ultimately unsuccessful, it can leave valuable research records for future generations.

"Your blood is enough." Rogge shook his head and declined Lupine's kindness.

What he needs is a werewolf who knows himself as a wizard, not a philanthropist who cannot recognize himself.

Lupine chose to refuse. Perhaps for him, innocent kindness is more important than empty hope.

After walking out of the office, Rogge sighed in a low voice: "Whose kindness do you think you are rejecting? It is the kindness of a potion genius."

He really couldn't understand that someone would choose to forgive someone who had hurt him. Even if those guys are still committing crimes, even if the children they hurt are dying in pain.

"Goodbye, Professor Lupin." He said softly and returned to Slytherin Tower.

Since he couldn't get the specific location of the werewolf, Rogge had no choice but to activate his cash ability. He believed that as long as Jin Gallon was in place and with Alexander's help, he would be able to capture a suitable experimental subject. It just takes some time.

Looking at the closed door, Lu Ping leaned back on the chair quietly. He looked through the narrow window at the gradually rounding moon in the night sky.

The bright moonlight stretched his memories, as if he were back to the day the war ended. Pettigrew was killed and Black was sent to prison. Carrying a simple suitcase, he left England and began a lonely and difficult life as a werewolf.

Whenever the moon is full, he will hide in a place where no one knows. He has to endure endless pain and is trapped in an inescapable wolf transformation. After the full moon, his body was covered with scars and his body was extremely weak.

This abnormal situation will soon be discovered by other wizards. To avoid being caught, he had to go elsewhere to survive.

Wizards are full of fear and disgust towards werewolves, and society as a whole is discriminating and rejecting them, treating them as monsters unworthy of sympathy.

Lu Ping knew how heavy this injustice was, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

The identity of werewolves made them lose too much and they were unable to integrate into the normal wizard community. As a result, many werewolves began to abandon their wizard identities and believed that they were a completely new race.

Lupine feels that discrimination in the magical world is one of the important reasons that lead werewolves to atrocities. He firmly believes that if wizards are willing to treat werewolves equally, everyone can imprison themselves under the full moon like himself to avoid harming others.

He sighed deeply and continued preparing for his lesson.

This year's Hogwarts Quidditch match was held ahead of schedule, and Mrs. Hooch organized players from the four houses to conduct school team selections.

According to the rules set by the International Quidditch Association, teams in the minor leagues consist of 7 to 21 people. There are seven people on the field, including a goalkeeper who defends the scoring circle, three chasers who advance the Quaffle into the scoring circle, two beaters who are responsible for the Bludger, and a Seeker who chases the Golden Snitch. .

Looking around, there are 28 official team members from four colleges. Including substitutes and other contenders, the number of people vying for a spot is almost 50.

Even with a full roster of 21 players, Mrs. Huo Qi would have to eliminate half of the players. What's more, she believes that a team of 14 people is enough to form a strong school team.

She must be selective and select the first team members for Hogwarts according to high standards. This group of students will take this honor and represent the school in the upcoming secondary league.

The school team selection was on Saturday afternoon, and almost all students from various colleges came. Rogge was also brought here by Daphne to accompany everyone and cheer for Malfoy and the others.

He stood on the high platform and scanned around, and sure enough he didn't see Hermione. Alas, I'm afraid I have to go to class again.

Mrs. Huo Qi blew the whistle to let the team members participating in the selection assemble. In addition to Dumbledore, there were other distinguished guests in the audience stand beside the Quidditch pitch.

"Susan, isn't that Auntie?" Daphne pointed to the high platform and shouted.

Susan looked over there, and it was really Amelia. She sat to Dumbledore's left, chatting with Chairman Hassan Moose.

At a critical moment in the election of the new minister, Amelia came here with a self-evident purpose. No one would believe that she came to watch the school team selection.

"I'm afraid I'll have to call you Madam Minister soon." Rogge cursed in his heart.

"The secondary league is about to kick off in October, and we are all going to have a fierce competition." Mrs. Hooch's voice was loud and echoed on the Quidditch pitch.

She walked slowly in front of the assembled team members with firm steps: "This is the moment for us to show our strength and compete for glory. Although our time is limited and we cannot organize a summer training camp.

But I firmly believe that we have enough talent and perseverance to compete with other magic schools! "

Mrs. Huo Qi looked into everyone's bright eyes and nodded with satisfaction: "Now, I need the 14 best players. This team will represent Hogwarts, win for us, and achieve immortal honor!"

These impassioned words made the students present feel excited, as if they heard the call for victory. With the desire for honor, everyone looks forward to becoming an indispensable member of the school team.

Even if they are selected for the school team, they still have to compete for starting spots. Ever since, team members from the same college began to be wary of each other. No one wants to let the opportunity slip away from their hands.

"First, I want to test your ability to control flying broomsticks." Mrs. Huo Qi pointed to a row of shining Nimbus 2000.

Last school year, they simply couldn't produce so many Nimbus 2000s for everyone to use. If there had been a minor league at that time, Hogwarts would probably have been the worst performing school.

Fortunately, everything has just begun.

"Short-range burst, long-range durability, and flexibility." She said and waved her wand, and rings appeared in the sky instantly.

"You must pass through in the established order, three laps of opportunity, let's start." Mrs. Huo Qi blew the whistle, and everyone set off immediately.

She did not arrange the so-called starting order and let everyone go through the circle in a gentle manner. The secondary league is not just a house game during academy games, everyone has to find ways to move forward under pressure.

Dozens of people crowded together and it was a mess. The seniors relied on their physical advantage to push Malfoy and Harry aside. Everyone is trying their best to compete for the best flight route.