Harry Potter Reborn

When Lupine heard Mad-Eye Moody's nonsense, he was not angry at all, and had a faint smile on his face that had always been weak.

However, Nymphadora Tonks jumped up as if she had been stabbed in the foot. Due to her anger, her magic power surged, and her hair suddenly changed color because her mood turned into anger, turning into a volcanic heat that was about to erupt.

dark red.

"Moody, you have gone too far! Apologize to Lupin quickly!" Nymphadora Tonks yelled.

Mad-Eye Moody glanced at Nymphadora Tonks with his terrifying eyes, and then laughed strangely: "Quack."

"Okay, Tonks, Moody is just joking, why are you so excited?" Lupine said helplessly.

Lupine's words were like casting some kind of enchanting spell on Nymphadora Tonks. Nymphadora Tonks, who was angry just a moment ago, immediately became angry when she heard Lupin's order.

The anger was extinguished.

He looked at Lupine obediently and said, "Oh."

"Alas..." Lu Ping looked even more sad, his brows furrowed even more, and he sighed deeply.

…………

It's really awesome.

Harry sighed in his heart.

How charming is Lupine to make Nymphadora Tonks so devoted?

But Harry didn't see anything special about Lupine. He was neither spirited nor sunny. Instead, he was unshaven, weak and thin, and his whole body was filled with a melancholic aura of a young man who had gone through vicissitudes of life in the arts.

Please, this is not a werewolf.

Aren't werewolves supposed to have simple minds but well-developed limbs? The muscles in their arms and thighs will explode, and they will use their claws to scratch people when they disagree.

But Lupine looks more like a vampire, extremely weak and suffering from kidney deficiency every day.

Harry shook his head. Could it be that Nymphadora Tonks's generation of witches, especially the rebellious aristocratic little princess, liked the taste of a frustrated prodigal like Lupin?

Well, very likely.

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"Harry." Lupine smiled warmly at Harry and called his name.

"Uncle Lupin." Harry shouted the last two words inaudibly, which was too awkward.

Lupine looked at Harry and sighed.

He really wants to work hard to play the role of an uncle who cares about his children.

Both myself and Sirius Black were close friends of Harry's parents. It was fine that Sirius Black was imprisoned in Azkaban because of injustice, but because he was living in the pain of the past, he also left Harry alone for more than ten years.

He lived alone in that terrible Dursley's house for so long, and was ridiculed and looked down upon by them. (Dursley and Dudley:???)

I felt deeply guilty and uneasy.

James, Lily, I'm sorry for you, I didn't take good care of Harry.

How could he be qualified to stand by Harry's side and teach him as an uncle after Harry had grown up? Even if he showed concern, it would be difficult for him to open his mouth.

He forced a laugh and found a topic: "Harry, today is the Quidditch final, right?"

Lu Pingcha felt for a moment that he was so witty, and silently praised himself in his heart.

My God, Merlin, this is absolutely perfect. Even the prisoners and Aurors in the prison might be able to talk a few words about the word "Quidditch".

In the magical world, there are three things that wizards cannot avoid no matter what: birth, death, and Quidditch.

Harry said: "How do you know about the Quidditch match today?"

"Of course I pay attention to it. For example, the Quidditch final at Hogwarts will be published in the Daily Prophet a few days ago, occupying a medium-sized page. If there are outstanding players this year, it will be

I will focus on the description. This year I wrote about Ginny Weasley. Maybe professional teams will come to today’s game just to see Ginny’s strength.”

"It seems that some wizards from outside the school appeared in the audience and took pictures with cameras." Harry said.

"The Ministry of Magic is also planning to include the results of the Wizarding School's Quidditch match into one of the Ministry of Sports' welfare lotteries," Lupine said.

Harry looked shocked: "Is this an official admission ticket?"

"How can this be considered gambling?"

Harry's eyes widened: "Because this is not an ordinary lottery for guessing numbers. There are people participating in the competition, so it will be more maneuverable. In case there is a dirty PY (friend) transaction..."

"Why do you think so?" Lupine said dissatisfied, "That's Quidditch, it represents nobility and holiness."

Harry rolled his eyes, okay, you are noble and awesome.

Maybe he found that his tone was a bit harsh, so Lu Ping said calmly: "Quidditch is a sport full of passion and struggle, and those who truly love it will not have bad character. Especially those professional athletes, I believe them

Its quality shines brighter than pure gold.”

Hey, it seems that the Prisoners of Azkaban were the only remaining wizards in the wizarding world who didn't love Quidditch.

And Voldemort is someone like himself who has no interest in Quidditch at all.

Hiss! It’s so terrifying.

Could it be that it was revealed somewhere that he would become a dark villain like Voldemort?

Let’s practice with two villain laughs first, Jie Jie Jie Jie (jie)...

In the end, Harry still didn't tell Lupine what he said to Lupine, because it would be bad if Lupine was so angry that he vomited blood.

So Harry nodded: "Uh-huh."

It seems that Lu Ping's statement was accepted by default.

Lupine looked happy because of this and said: "I know that although you only participated in the Quidditch game once, you performed very well. You are exactly the same as your father. You are a natural seeker. Why don't you join Quidditch? This year...

Fifth grade, after you reach sixth grade, you may not have so much time to play Quidditch again."

"Uncle, I actually don't like flying around on a broomstick." Harry said leisurely.

Lu Ping was silent for a while and said unwillingly: "What about watching? Don't you even want to watch? You are not in the arena today, but in the Forbidden Forest."

"If we were sent to solitary confinement by the teacher during the Quidditch final in our time, we can't guarantee that we would do anything daring just to sneak out and take a peek. Besides, the Quidditch final is the most important moment for everyone.

It is a symbol of the end of the school year, and the academic oppression of the year can be released on this day."

Harry confided: "Actually, I have no interest in Quidditch at all..."

The wind blew and the leaves rustled.

It was like the sound of a sword being pierced into the heart.

"Alas..." Lupine sighed with a heavy heart, then glanced at Harry, "Alas..." and slowly shook his head.

It made Harry feel as if he had done something extremely sinful and heinous.

Lupine patted Harry's shoulder, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. He said in despair: "Quidditch, that's the burning youth."

After that, I looked up at the invisible sky above my head alone, as if reminiscing about my lost youth.

Maybe it was a big mistake for me to talk to Harry about Quidditch.

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Luobei: I am a sand sculpture. I am a sand sculpture.

I actually wrote this chapter thinking Lupine was Harry's godfather, then deleted and rewritten it.