This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After repeatedly promising not to reveal even a word, Vincent and Hermione were escorted back to the dormitory safely by the professors.

After taking a hot bath, the two of them lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling in tacit agreement.

Regardless of the more complicated ones, everyone is thinking about why they should be kept secret.

Once word spreads about werewolves losing their minds and attacking students, the impression of them in the magical world will definitely deteriorate.

Those in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts are likely to be displaced like most werewolves, living a wandering life without a meal.

Compassion?

No, there must be some other reason.

There are two total werewolves who have lost their minds.

One is the tall and lanky werewolf encountered in the Shrieking Shack, and the other is the werewolf leader Warwick.

And the reason why we were attacked by a large group of werewolves tonight was all because of the voice of the tall and thin werewolf after he was tied up.

Without that howl, the werewolf leader would not have led his companions down the mountain, and in the end he lost his mind and made things worse.

"Who are you favoring?"

With the same questions, Vincent and Hermione gradually fell asleep.

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Not long after dawn, Vincent was woken up by his roommates.

There is nothing more Gryffindor than the professors who dare to sneak out for a night out when they are keeping vigil.

"Old Wen, were you caught by Professor McGonagall later?"

"Yes, I'd better catch you in person when I come back."

The three roommates couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

Vincent accepted it humbly and said that he would continue to work hard and strive for an early breakthrough.

James patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Old Wen, the only person standing in the way of your domination of the school is Professor Dumbledore.

You have to be alert and cautious at all times to stay at the top of Hogwarts. "

Vincent dodged the hand he tried to reach for, "Okay, then you will be my personal little brother, the kind who is responsible for leading the charge."

James shivered inexplicably.

To put it bluntly, personal boys are cannon fodder, and Crabbe and Goyle are the best role models.

"Huh?" Alfred saw the small hole on the left side of Vincent's neck and quickly pulled James into his arms.

"Old Zhan, stop making trouble, there is a wound on Lao Wen's neck."

Vincent felt uncomfortable being stared at by his roommates.

He took off his pajamas and put on his shirt, and even raised his collar.

"Can't you see it this way?"

The three of them shook their heads decisively, including Neville.

Normal scars heal and are difficult to detect without careful observation.

And his scar has not healed at all. Even if it is not bleeding, the slightly outward skin is hard not to notice.

"Old Wen, please go to the school hospital to find Madam Pomfrey."

"Yes, she can brew many kinds of potions, maybe there will be one that can heal this wound."

Vincent wanted to refuse, but then he remembered the werewolf that Hagrid brought to the school hospital last night.

It's already dawn, so the transformation must have been released long ago.

If you're lucky, you might even get a glimpse of her and get to know this true warrior who dared to demolish the Batcave.

After washing, he went to the second floor alone.

There was no sign of Madam Pomfrey when she opened the door, and several hospital beds were empty.

After all, he is a werewolf, so he will definitely not be left outside.

When I opened the innermost door, I saw no one but a small pile of bloody bandages on the ground.

woke up? And then left?

Vincent felt very sorry for this.

As soon as he left the school hospital, he saw Hermione running over.

After confirming their glances, they were all looking at the tall and lanky werewolf.

"He's in there?"

"No, just a bandage on the ground."

Hermione also looked a little regretful.

"Let's have breakfast together?"

"good."

The two of them walked towards the stairs in tacit understanding.

The mode of getting along seems to be the same as before, but something seems different.

"I didn't do it!" An angry shout came from upstairs.

The voice was familiar, it seemed to be Lupin's.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you!" Eerie and terrifying, it could only be Snape.

Vincent looked towards Hermione and immediately took out his wand and cast the Disillusionment Charm.

"Snape, you know where I was last night, I didn't have any extra time!"

"Hey - who knows what else you did before!"

The two of them pressed against the corridor wall and walked cautiously toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office where the quarrel was heard.

"It wasn't me who did it!"

"snort!"

Snape suddenly slammed the door and walked out.

Judging from his gloomy expression, he most likely failed to win over Lu Ping.

Another warrior.

Half full after eating the melon, the two quietly retreated to the stairs.

"What do you think Professor Lupine did to make Snape so angry?"

"Definitely similar to tearing down the Batcave."

Vincent and Hermione suddenly stared at each other blankly.

There were many professors keeping vigil last night, and except for the drunken Trelawney, Lupin didn't seem to be seen.

Let’s make a bold assumption, what if he is the werewolf?

"Professor Lupine was not one of the four students who bullied Snape. He did have sufficient motives and reasons."

"But he is a wizard. I have never heard that werewolves can go to Hogwarts."

Hermione frowned, "I remember his Boggart was something that looked like a crystal ball. What if it wasn't a crystal ball but the moon?"

Vincent glanced back at the corridor on the third floor, then looked downstairs.

After confirming that there was no one around, he motioned Hermione to come closer.

"I'm only telling you this, don't tell anyone..."

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was changed from Nagini to Lupin, of course not just because of Sirius's escape.

On Harry's birthday, the peephole Ron gave him kept ringing.

It wasn't broken at all, indicating that someone with bad intentions was nearby.

The Ministry of Magic couldn't find anything as usual, but instead closely monitored the Dursleys.

Lupin was arranged by Dumbledore to protect Harry in the school. Even if he was really a werewolf, he wouldn't be a werewolf that easily loses his mind.

Vincent's eyes suddenly widened, as if he remembered something.

On his birthday, Snape's gift was a high-level potion recipe, a wolfsbane potion recipe that could keep werewolves sane.

"What's wrong?" Hermione stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of him.

"Um... I seem to know a very big secret."

Will Snape kindly hint to him?

It's obvious that he wants to use him to expose Lupin's true identity and finally drive his old rival out of Hogwarts.

Just when Vincent was about to say it in her ear, there was a crisp sound of footsteps behind him.

They both turned around at the same time and stood apart awkwardly.

Lupin's smile was particularly intriguing, "It's you, have you agreed to go downstairs for breakfast together?"

Hermione blushed, and Vincent seemed a little flustered.

Lupin walked between them, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."

He obviously misunderstood, but the two did not take the initiative to explain anything.

Until he walked away, Vincent whispered to Hermione's ear again.

"What did you say!?"

"Only this can explain everything. The real reason why the professors asked us to keep it secret is probably because of this."

Speculations are speculations, but the truth is too hard to accept.

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