The card draw starts in Azkaban

Dumbledore waved his wand, and Duwey's head was pulled out of the wall. When Dumbledore pulled out his own Duwey Jones' head, he also thoughtfully held his head to prevent it from happening.

Something happened to his cervical spine.

Immediately, he skillfully waved his wand again, and the shattered walls around him, as well as the tables and chairs that had fallen to the ground, were all restored to their original state.

It's like going back in time.

Only Du Wei's condition has not improved in any way.

He still looked like he was about to die. His entire face was pale and without any blood, but his eyes looked as if they wanted to bleed.

It looks terrible.

Even Dumbledore frowned when he saw Dowey Jones in this state.

"Maybe you should go see Madam Pomfrey, Jones, you're not feeling well right now."

He picked up the applewood wand from the ground and put it into Dowey Jones's hand.

This is not a Lupine cypress wand.

Duwei returned Lupin's wand to him.

"Thank God, Mr. Principal," Du Wei said, "Of course, if you are willing to take me there.

Now I see you have three of them. Mr. Principal, stand them up. There are three of you. They look so interesting.

So where are you?

Also, leave the wand here. I can't perform magic in my current condition.

Put my old friend there, what if it bumps into it and breaks?"

Dumbledore bent down, and the tall old man said: "I'm right by your side. Don't worry, your wand won't break. And, Jones, hold my arm."

He stretched out his arm, grabbed Dowey Jones's hand, and put it on his arm.

"Don't let go."

Dumbledore to Dowey Jones.

"Ah, I hope so."

Dowey Jones said casually, but his hands obviously had no strength.

Dumbledore grabbed his hand and twisted it, and Duwei felt the pain in his mind getting even worse.

The severe pain caused everything in front of him to turn black.

He heard someone speaking in his ear.

But he didn't know who was speaking.

He didn't faint, he was still conscious, maybe staying awake, even though he was in severe pain.

Madam Pomfrey looked at this difficult patient and was also very sad.

Obviously, even Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse who has seen many scenes, this is the first time she has seen this scene.

Anyone who dares to take advantage of his own soul is a truly ruthless person. Just like Avada Kedavra, a magic that can harm the soul, such wizards are extremely rare and powerful wizards.

Du Wei, he seems to be very powerful, but he doesn't seem to have anything to do with it.

He is just more ruthless.

This is true for yourself, and it is true for others.

"Principal, why don't you send Professor Lupine to St. Mungo's Hospital?"

Madam Pomfrey said.

"No need to go to St. Mungo's Hospital, Madam Pomfrey, you can do it here."

Du Wei said on the bed that he felt as if he had lost his vision, but he still spoke very calmly. At least he could hear the sound, right?

This is a good thing.

"Professor, are you sure? You look like you have been permanently damaged by a curse. You need to go to St. Mungo's Hospital."

Madam Pomfrey said firmly.

"Yes, I'm sure, ma'am. I've heard about the permanent curse ward in St. Mungo's Hospital, but as far as I know, the people in this ward can only maintain the status quo at best...

I can’t be cured there.”

Du Wei felt as if the blood vessels on his forehead had thoughts of their own and were trying to jump out of his head.

Want to explode.

Beating the drum to the beat of my own heartbeat.

Chug tug tug.

Chug tug tug.

The feeling of being on the verge of death, the beating of the heart, and the bulging of the eardrums in both ears.

An extremely rare experience.

Du Wei licked his teeth. There was no smell of blood, but there was already a smell of blood and rust in his nose.

That's the smell of blood.

Maybe it's bleeding somewhere else.

He didn't ask himself to laugh.

He coughed.

"So, ma'am, is there any magic potion in the school that can make people feel a little calmer?

It's okay to relieve the pain for a while.

It affected my thinking."

Du Wei asked.

Pomfrey looked at Dumbledore, who nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Du Wei smiled again.

It seemed that the side effects of this potion were not small. Du Wei felt a little bit of the cooling potion appear on his dry lips and poured it into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his soul had been comforted to a certain extent.

It was like a clear spring on a high mountain, soothing my burning mind.

It's really not an easy thing.

"I think it's okay for Professor Lupine and I to be alone for a while, okay? Ma'am?"

Fortunately, Duwei couldn't see at this time, otherwise, he could see that Dumbledore was a little timid when facing the powerful Madam Pomfrey - especially in Madam Pomfrey's own domain.

shrink.

"Okay, you are the principal, you have the final say."

After Madam Pomfrey finished speaking, she thoughtfully closed the door of the school hospital when she walked out.

There were only two people left in the entire school hospital.

Du Wei.

Dumbledore.

The school hospital at Hogwarts is deserted most of the time. The busiest time here is when Hagrid has finished his classes and there is a Quidditch match.

Of course Hagrid took the class because when Hagrid was in class, he thought that the physical qualities of those students were the same as his own and as strong as his own.

Not everyone can face his cute little ones.

After what happened to Malfoy.

Hagrid has indeed restrained himself in educating students, but this restraint is compared to when he gave students hippogriffs like Buckbeak to practice, some of which were very harmful to students.

Magical animals, Hagrid also openly placed them in the classroom.

As for the Quidditch game.

Do you think that every time something goes wrong, it's the Quidditch players?

No, to be precise, not entirely.

The mutual harm between students was mainly reflected in the finals.

If it is the final between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, or any two of the three houses: Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Gryffindor, the finals will be held.

Then the students in the college are relatively harmonious.

But if the final battle is between Gryffindor and Slytherin, then every now and then, one or several students will come to the school hospital to lie down and receive treatment.

The reason is that Hogwarts is full of martial virtues.

There are always students who are in the middle of fights and lying in the hospital being rescued.

It's not the Quidditch final yet, and Hagrid has been very busy recently helping Mr. Bob negotiate with centaurs.

So there aren't many people here.

Just two.

Although Hagrid's theory class is not easy, after all, he has to face a furry "Monster Book" that looks like a big spider. Reading it carefully is a matter that needs to be dealt with carefully.

"Oh, I must tell my dad, this book is too dangerous." Pansy Parkinson's words, the original language should have been spoken by Malfoy. It is a pity that Malfoy is studying very seriously now, even if

It was Hagrid's course, and he studied very seriously.

"He doesn't seriously act like a Slytherin, he should go to Ravenclaw."

Some people commented so bitterly on Malfoy, but obviously, no one dared to say that in front of Malfoy, because now Malfoy is a good player in duels.

Even the buck-toothed Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, suffered several big losses at the hands of Malfoy, and he dared not speak out in anger!

Lying on the bed, Duwei hummed softly, it was the Hedwig Variations. He hummed the Haider Variations. Dumbledore sat next to him and looked around his body.

"You also became Tom's Horcrux, didn't you?"

Dumbledore asked, getting straight to the point.

Du Wei chuckled.

"Isn't it obvious, Professor, so, how does it feel to cut out your bones?"

Du Wei asked.

His voice didn't sound provocative - because Du Wei really wasn't provocative. He really wanted to ask Dumbledore how it felt to cut out the bones.

"Not very well, I'm afraid, Mr. Jones."

Dumbledore also answered his question, but this is not the question now.

The question now is.

Dumbledore looked at Dewey and said, "How long have you been at Hogwarts, Mr. Jones?"

"Always here, my principal.

This is not a strange thing. When all the Aurors are trying to capture me, Hogwarts is the safest place.

I think you should know about this."

"I do know about this. Sometimes I also think about where you and Sirius hid when the Aurors captured you. I originally thought you should hide in the Shrieking Shack.

It was a place Blake knew well and no one would go there.

Sirius wants to see Harry, so that's a good choice."

Dumbledore said, he took out a chocolate from his clothes, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and stuffed another piece into Duwei's mouth and said: "I have observed that you like eating chocolate very much, Jones.

"

"Yes of course."

Du Wei said vaguely.

"So, my dear professor, you also know that Sirius was wrongly accused?"

Du Wei showed a smile and said casually.

Dumbledore's hand paused.

"Yes I know."

Dumbledore said.

"So, after you learned the truth, you didn't try to get poor Sirius out of Azkaban?"

Du Wei then said more relaxedly.

"Yes."

Albus Dumbledore said, this time, his answer was particularly concise.

Du Wei was silent. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

The school hospital became extremely dull for a moment.

A kind of dullness that shouldn't belong to this season.

Dumbledore's voice came over.

"So you hate me because of this, Mr. Jones?

Are you resenting me for not coming forward to testify?"

"No, to be honest, I'm not surprised by this, my professor.

You were a coward at some point, and I can understand that.

Moreover, in Azkaban, I asked myself countless times whether there really is a God in this world.

My answer is, no.

You didn’t come forward to testify, I can understand your logic, because it is necessary for you to come out to testify, so, professor.”

Du Wei exhaled softly.

"The living people still have the courage to overturn the verdict. So, professor, are you willing to restore the honor that the dead person deserved?

Are you willing to open your eyes for a dead man?

I have no reason to blame you for not coming forward to testify and prove a person's innocence, because this matter is too difficult.

But now, professor, there is another thing standing in front of you, that is, do some people really have legitimacy when they use their own lives to fight against Voldemort?

Did he do the right thing?"

Du Wei said softly: "Sirius is still alive, and I will redress Sirius' grievances. There is no doubt about this.

But who will tell the stories of the dead?"

Du Wei asked as if he was talking in his sleep.

Dumbledore sat next to him and looked at Du Wei's face. At this moment, there was no madness on his face. Du Wei's expression was as calm as a lake in late autumn, indifferent and solemn.

"who?"

he asked.

"Regulus Arcturus Black."

Duwei said: "Sirius's younger brother, Regulus Black.

The true glory of the Black family.

A warrior with conviction."

…

Slytherin, common room.

The matches in the fireplace were buzzing, and Malfoy was curled up on a chair covered with a blanket.

In front of him was an astronomical table.

He was looking at something on the astronomical watch.

On the other side of him, it was Professor Lupine's leave time. The more he investigated these things, the more serious Malfoy's expression became, and in the end, he was even more livid.

He had a guess in his mind, a terrible guess.

But he didn't want to prove this, because he couldn't imagine that the teacher who taught him how to deal with werewolves would be a werewolf wizard.

He stood up, carefully inserted the wand into his waist, and walked out in his robe.

"What are you going to do, Draco, it's almost time to go to bed?"

Ms. Parkinson said on the side.

She saw Draco Malfoy standing up suddenly and didn't know why, but Parkinson still reminded him that after the lights go out at Hogwarts, students had better not wander around the school.

"I'll be back soon."

Malfoy said, striding out of the Slytherin common room without looking back.

He walked straight to Professor Luping's bedroom.

He stood outside Professor Luping's bedroom. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little panicked.

A trace of confusion appeared on Draco Malfoy's face, when he realized that Professor Lupin's request for leave was a bit fishy - no one's illness was so regular, and it always disappeared at a certain time of the month.

One week, when he noticed this, for no apparent reason, he took out his astronomical watch and began to compare it with the astronomical watch to investigate the days when Professor Luping fell ill.

After comparing the astronomical table, the expression on Malfoy's face finally turned into panic.

He discovered that the time when Professor Lupine fell ill was almost a week away from the time of the full moon on the astronomical watch, after each full moon disappeared.

Professor Lupine will go to class again. He looks exhausted, and the werewolf wizards described in the book - "Because of turning into werewolves, these werewolf wizards will always look extremely tired. Turning into werewolves is very important to werewolf wizards."

It's also a kind of mental torture..."

This is the text written on top of Lockhart's books.

The information in these books corresponds to Professor Luping!

Thinking of this, Malfoy no longer hesitated and knocked hard on Professor Lupin's bedroom door.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong."

But what he didn't expect was...

Professor Lupine is not in the bedroom.

Looking at the time again, Malfoy felt very strange.

It's almost time to turn off the lights. Not to mention students, even many professors should go back to rest.

Professor Lupine, why aren't you in your bedroom?

Where is he?

He was very surprised and went to the teachers' lounge. Professor Lupine was not here either.

No one knows where he went.

"I don't know either, Mr. Malfoy."

Professor Binns said that he seemed to be reading a book, but whether the ghost could really read some information was a matter of opinion.

Many people think it can't be done.

Malfoy gritted his teeth and decided to go to the hunting lodge to have a look.

He stood on the verandah near the hunting lodge, looking out through the window.

The dark forbidden forest contains danger.

A moon did not illuminate the outside, but called the outside of the castle, showing even more danger.

Get out now.

Draco Malfoy also knew that if he went out now, he would most likely be caught by Filch and put into solitary confinement due to lack of time.

but……

but!

However, for ordinary things, Malfoy can take a breather, but this matter involves his bottom line - he cannot allow his beloved Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts to be a werewolf!

When things involve werewolves, blood finally defeats reason!

He strode outside, but at this time, it was obvious that it had exceeded the time when a student should appear in the castle.

Snape came out of the pharmacy and met Malfoy who was about to leave the castle.

"You should be grateful that it's me you met here."

Snape looked at Malfoy and said coldly.

He stopped in front of Malfoy, opened and closed his lips and asked: "Give me a reason not to punish you, Malfoy, you appeared in the corridor in the middle of the night, well, you should have left the castle, Malfoy, give it to me

A reason not to punish you."

Malfoy was keenly aware that the professor was not in a good mood at this time.

His feeling was right.

Snape's mood was more than bad now.

His mood was extremely bad.

In his hand, there was a bottle of magic potion.

"Severus, look for some potions on how to heal people's souls." Dumbledore used the Phoenix Patronus to send him a message. This was nothing at first, but it was the last sentence that made him extremely uncomfortable.

"To Lupin."

"To Lupin!"

Snape was in the pharmacy room at the time, gnashing his teeth!

He wished Lupine would die!

How could he call Lupine into trouble!

But he had to listen to what the principal said!

In this dilemma, he felt extremely sick!