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"I think this...can't be generalized,"

Devereux protracted his tone, his eyes pretending to be serious and swept around Lupin's hair, and then he showed a confident smile.

"But one thing I'm sure of is that your hair is smoother than Snape's, I'm sure of that."

Lu Ping couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth after hearing this.

"So, what you're saying is... I do look a little old, huh?"

Devereaux spread his hands, looking innocent.

"I didn't say that, you just thought too much."

Lupine sighed, shook his head, but suddenly laughed.

"Haha, just kidding. Devereaux, you get nervous too easily."

He paused and his tone softened.

"Actually, how could I just leave like this? The principal and Professor Snape are so kind to me. I'm not the kind of person who gives up halfway. And -"

He paused, with a hint of sincerity in his eyes.

"I quite like the feeling of teaching. It's really meaningful to be able to discuss magic with students. So, don't worry, I won't leave."

Devereux finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He smiled as he patted Lupine on the shoulder (elbow, actually).

"That's good. After all, a reliable colleague like you is a scarce resource. I rely on you to support me in my fishing days!"

Lupine looked at him dumbfounded, shook his head and sighed.

"You are such a rude person."

Lupine's smile just disappeared without a trace, and he pulled out a heavy book from the drawer. The words "Research Data on the Treatment of Lycanthropy" flashed on the cover with magic.

When Devereux saw the book, his expression froze instantly.

"Lupine, what do you want to do?"

Lupine's expression became extremely serious.

"Devereux, hurry up, let's check the data and format again. They must not catch any loopholes by then."

As he spoke, he put the book on the workbench, opened the first page, and began to look at it carefully.

Devereux held his forehead helplessly and sighed.

"Mr. Teaching Assistant, you don't really believe Professor Victor's nonsense, do you? We are an important project personally appointed by Sir Granger! No matter how hard those people jump, they don't dare to really cause trouble for us, right?"

Lupine didn't even look up and spoke firmly.

"No. Since they dare to come and say these things, it means they are well prepared. We must ensure that the data is foolproof and cannot leave any room for them to talk."

Devereaux almost laughed in anger.

"Lupin, these data were already mailed to the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists on Monday. It's too late to change them now! Besides, I am solely responsible for this entire project. Are you still worried?"

Lupine then stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at Devereux with a meaningful look.

"...It's just because you are in charge that I feel uneasy."

Devereux was stunned, and it took him a long time to say something.

"Lupin, you...I..."

He opened his mouth and pointed at himself, then at Lupin, and finally he could only sigh helplessly and slumped down on the chair.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. But you have to remember, I'm a student, not a coolie!"

Lupine showed a faint smile, lowered his head and continued to check the book.

"Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain. I'll treat you to butterbeer later as compensation."

Devereaux rolled his eyes.

"You want to bribe me with a cup of butterbeer? You're too stingy! You were paid yesterday, why are you still like this..."

Lu Ping couldn't help laughing: "Then just two drinks, okay?"

Devero muttered "really stingy", but obediently moved to Lupin's side and began to help check the data.

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The next day, England, London, Leaky Cauldron pub

The Leaky Cauldron is busier than ever.

The International Exchange Conference is about to be held, and wizards from all over the world are flocking to London. As an important gateway connecting the Muggle world and the wizarding world, the Leaky Cauldron has naturally become a gathering point.

This time can be said to be an unprecedented event, because this time it is claimed to have completely solved lycanthropy, and the Ministry of Magic has specially made a big publicity in this regard.

The solution of such an important disease immediately attracted the attention of wizards all over the world. Therefore, even though there were a lot of troubles in Britain during this period, there were still many foreigners willing to come.

The bar was bustling with people, and the air was filled with the aroma of butterbeer and dragon liver schnapps.

Several wizards in colorful robes were sitting around a round table in the corner, arguing fiercely about the latest tactics for the Quidditch game.

A tall German wizard was discussing the new potion on display with a wizard who looked like a Slavic man in fluent English.

"If you ask me, this event is probably more thunderous than rainy. It's not the first time the British have done this kind of thing. How to solve lycanthropy..."

"And Durmstrang really has something this time. Karkaroff's transformation potion. To be honest, if it wasn't for participating in this event, it would have been sold out in the market a month ago!"

"Yes, if you ask me, if it weren't for Sir Granger, then this event would probably have been held in Norway. When did Hogwarts come up with such an innovative transformation potion?"

In the middle of the bar, an American wizard in a feather cape was showing a dancing mini magical creature to the people around him, which aroused amazement.

"This is a new species cultivated by our Miskatonic University. You can take a look. There will be more similar products at the exchange exhibition!"

The bartender was very busy, using his wand to direct the wine glasses to fly to the guests automatically while greeting the new guests.

The floor in front of the fireplace had been stepped on and was shining. The green flame had hardly been extinguished, and one or two wizards would be spit out every few seconds.

In this lively scene, the fireplace spurted out a burst of green fire again, and then three figures were thrown out.

There were two adults and a child, led by a gloomy wizard with black hair and black robes.

"Here, this is the room key."

Snape, as always, was expressionless and handed two brass keys to Lupin.

"You two, go upstairs and put your things away first."

Lupin nodded and took the keys.

Devereux patted the dust off his robe, looked up at the bustling bar, and had a lazy smile on his lips.

Snape glanced at him coldly.

"I'm going to talk to Tom about the check-in. Don't run around before I come back."

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