Chapter 233： Change not only a little bit

Lupin finally did not agree. Felix, as a bystander, could clearly see the professor's reluctance.

He had a bit of speculation that the form of the patron saint had a lot to do with the state of the wizard. Lupin was a werewolf-although he tried to avoid mentioning the word, the influence of this identity on him had already deepened his bones. The patron saint is likely to be a wolf or a related subspecies.

Felix didn’t know what to say, ‘Severus is really...’

...

One night, Ron crawled in from outside the common room alone.

"Snape is a pervert! He&*..." Ron scolded a nasty sentence, and Hermione yelled uncomfortably, "Ron, don't talk dirty!"

He sat down on the soft chair next to Harry, smelling of detergent.

Harry looked at Ron sympathetically. This was not the first time he had lost his mind because of Snape. When Professor Lupin fell ill and Snape took the place of his class, Ron was fined to clean the school hospital for violating Snape in public. The chamber pot in the room-and you can't use magic yet.

Snape seemed to be deliberately prolonging this painful process. He divided the punishment into three times, and Ron was angry like a grumpy lion at the end of each punishment.

"I mean, Snape is very psychologically distorted. If he hadn't only replaced one class..." Ron said angrily, "I didn't write a word of the paper he left, ha! Sure enough! It was cancelled by Professor Lu Ping!"

Hermione's expression was not very good, most of the people in the class were watching, only she had finished the paper on werewolves early.

Ron said harshly, "Maybe he got his head in the toilet when he was in school, look at his hair, Harry—" He looked at Harry, "You are not staying tonight to ask Lu. Professor Ping, did he reveal any news in this regard?"

Harry said gloomily, "No, I asked him about the dementor, and my mother."

Ron's expression eased. He exchanged glances with Hermione and asked in a low voice, "You heard it again on the day of the Quidditch game..."

"Yes," said Harry, "it's the second time. I am particularly vulnerable to dementors. Professor Lupin said it was because I experienced more pain." He whispered, "He was right. Yes, I heard my mother's dying voice at that time, over and over again."

"But—" Harry cheered up. "Professor Lupin told me a lot about my mother, you know, I only saw her in the photos that Professor Hagrid sent me and the Eris Mirror. Others did not Not much to mention..."

"Harry..." Hermione looked at him worriedly.

Harry continued regardless, "I thought my mother had a very gentle personality. This is what I imagined her to be, but it is not. Professor Lupin said she was very assertive and even a bit aggressive. In those days, she maintained After five years of friendship with the neighbor of the hostile college, Snape, Professor Lupin said he admired her very much."

"Of course! Mom and Snape finally parted ways because of Voldemort!" Harry said excitedly: "Mom always grows up. She didn't know Voldemort's war when she first entered school, but how could she be alone? Live the reality? Every few days, family members and relatives of classmates die, and several classmates drop out every month. This is war, isn't it?"

"She must have struggled and hesitated for a long time, but in the end she ended this friendship. Professor Lu Ping said that she had been depressed for a long time. My dad comforted her and told her a lot about the Order of the Phoenix. They came naturally. together……"

"Marriage, fight against Death Eaters, escape Voldemort's pursuit, and me," Harry's expression darkened, "until they believed Sirius Black by mistake."

Ron said nervously, "Harry, are you okay?"

"I'm okay." Harry said, "Professor Lupin promised me to teach me the Patronus Mantra until after Christmas. But he refused my request for special training. Professor Haipu was too busy to mention it."

"When I wrote the duel system papers, I always used Black as my imaginary enemy, but in fact I didn't have much to do, just a few spells. I'm not proficient yet..."

Ron said, "Harry, we can train ourselves."

Harry stopped chattering, looked up at Ron, and slowly said: "Train yourself?" This made Ron a little uneasy. He said, "I know I am weaker, not your opponent, but if you need If you do, I can be your assistant."

He came up with another bad idea, "It really doesn't work. We can practice with Slytherin students. Malfoy's group is good. Crabbe and Gore look like physiques that can resist a few more spells."

Harry thought of Crabbe with a big waist and Gore who looked like a gorilla, and couldn't help grinning. He narrowed his smile and said sternly, "Thank you, Ron."

Ron flushed. "No, nothing."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Hermione looked relieved. She took out a piece of parchment and quickly wrote and painted on it.

"If we want to train ourselves, we must be fully prepared, choose the time and place, choose the right spell, and prevent accidents...There are many things to do!" Hermione said sharply.

"Hermione?" Ron looked at her dumbfounded.

But Hermione is already at work, "My class schedule is different from yours, but... I should be able to spare time..."

"How do you make time--"

"Don't interrupt me, Ron." Hermione said impatiently. "The choice of spells is best based on the content of the duel class. Harry, I need your paper."

Harry passed her the written essay blankly.

"I'll help you hand it over to Professor Haipu, but I'll take a look first and summarize your duel ideas. And Ron, you can't relax, you can't go too far."

Ron grimaced, "You don't want me to write a paper too, Professor Bins just left a two-foot homework, you know."

"Well, if you don't plan--I mean, I can lend you the homework for your reference." Hermione tried her best not to mention the word "copy".

Ron bit his ear to Harry and said, "She really surprised me."

Harry shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "This is Hermione. Has she surprised us less often?"

Hermione is still thinking hard about Maybe we can pull a few people together. Of course, the three of us must spend the most time together, but other people may also be interested, and they are generally good at duel. The lesson really helped a lot!

Dean’s coma spell is very proficient, Seamus’s explosive spell is also very exaggerated, he must be very talented in this aspect... And Neville, Ginny’s few evil spells are quite good, when I teach her I didn't expect her to learn so fast. We can even ask Percy for help. He owes the twins a favor, and the twins—" She laughed, "They owe me a lot of favors. "

"Wait," Ron called. "What's the matter with Percy and Fred and George?"

"Remember the couple mirror? They gave Penello a 50% discount. She was supposed to give Percy as a Christmas present, but Percy privately found twins..."

"Then how did you get involved with Fred and George?" Ron still couldn't understand, his two brothers couldn't talk very much.

"Oh," Hermione said with a bright smile, "I'm an assistant in the ancient magic text class. They often ask me for reference books, specific to the page number. They say it is to save time, theoretical ancient magic Wen is not worth their time."