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

He had some speculation that the form of the patron saint has a lot to do with the state of the wizard. Although Lupin, as a werewolf, tried his best to avoid mentioning this word, the impact of this identity on him had already penetrated into his bones. His 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 cursed with an ugly word, which made Hermione unwell and shouted: "Ron, don't swear!"

He sat on the soft chair next to Harry, with a strong smell of detergent.

Harry looked at Ron sympathetically. This was not the first time he had lost his composure because of Snape. When Professor Lupin was sick and Snape substituted for class, Ron was punished to clean up the chamber pot in the school hospital because of public confrontation with Snape and could not use magic.

Snape seemed to have intentionally lengthened the painful process. He divided the punishment into three times. Each time Ron ended, he was angry like a grumpy lion.

"I mean, Snape is a very psychological distorted person. If he hadn't only had one class for him..." Ron said angrily, "I didn't write a single word of the paper he left, ha! It was indeed cancelled by Professor Lupin!"

Hermione's expression was not very good. Most people in the class were waiting and watching, and only she completed her paper on werewolf early.

Ron said harshly: "Maybe someone would have his head stuffed into the toilet when he was in school. Look at his hair, Harry." He looked at Harry, "Aren't you staying tonight to ask Professor Lupin? Did he reveal any news about this?"

Harry said gloomyly: "No, I asked him about the dementors, and my mom."

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

"Yes," said Harry, "It's the second time. I'm particularly vulnerable to the dementors. Professor Lupin said, because I've experienced more pain." He whispered: "He's right. I heard my mother's voice at the time of death, over and over again."

"But" Harry was excited, "Professor Lupin told me a lot about his mother, you know, I only saw her in the photos given by Professor Hager and the Eris Mirror, and no one else mentioned it..."

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

Harry continued to say ignorantly, "I thought my mother was very gentle, which was what I imagined her, but it was not. Professor Lupin said she was very independent and even a little bit stingy. In that era, she maintained her friendship with Snape, a neighbor of the hostile academy for five years. Professor Lupin said he admired her very much."

"Of course! Mom and Snape eventually parted ways because Voldemort!" Harry said excitedly: "Mom always has to grow up. When she first entered school, she didn't know the war initiated by Voldemort, but how could a person be able to resist reality? Every few days, classmates' family members and relatives die, and several classmates drop out of school every month. This is war, right?"

"She must have been hesitating for a long time, but in the end she ended the friendship. Professor Luping said that she had been depressed for a long time. My father comforted her and told her a lot about the Order of the Phoenix. They naturally got together..."

"Get married, fight against the Death Eaters, escape Voldemort's pursuit, and me," Harry's expression darkened, "until they mistakenly believed Sirius Black."

Ron said uneasyly: "Harry, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," said Harry. "Professor Lupin promised me to teach me the patron sacred spell and wait until after Christmas. But he refused my request for special training. Professor Hepp was too busy and I had no nerve to mention it."

"When I write the essay on the duel system, I always use Black as my imaginary enemy, but in fact I don't have much to do, just a few spells. I'm not proficient..."

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

Harry stopped talking nonstop, looked up at Ron, and slowly said, "Train yourself?" This made Ron a little uneasy, and he said, "I know I am weaker and not your opponent, but I can be your assistant if you need it."

He came up with another bad idea, "If it really doesn't work, we can practice with Slytherin's students. Malfoy's people are good. Crab and Gole look like they can resist more spells."

Harry couldn't help but grin when he thought of Crab, who was big and round waisted, and Gole, who looked like a gorilla. He restrained his smile and said seriously: "Thank you, Ron."

Ron blushed, "No, nothing."

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

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

"Hermione?" Ron looked at her with a little dumbfounded.

But Hermione has already entered work, "I am not the same as yours, but... I should be able to take time..."

"How do you take time?"

"Don't interrupt me, Ron." Hermione said impatiently: "The choice of spell is best to refer to the contents of the duel class, Harry, I need your paper."

Harry handed her the written paper blankly.

"I will give you to Professor Heip for you, but I want to take a look first and summarize your duel ideas. And Ron, you can't relax, it's not possible to be too far."

Ron had a bitter face, "You wouldn't want me to write a paper, right? Professor Bins just left a two-foot homework, you know."

"Well, if you don't plan to do it, I mean, I can lend you homework for reference." Hermione tried her best to prevent herself from mentioning the word "copy".

Ron bit Harry's ear and said, "She really surprised me."

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

Hermione was still thinking desperately, "Maybe we can pull a few more people. Of course, the three of us must have the most time together, but others may also be interested, and their level is generally good, and duel lessons have really helped a lot!

Dean's coma curse is very skilled, and Semo's explosion curse is also very exaggerated. He must be very talented in this regard... and Neville, Ginny's few little evil curse are quite good. I didn't expect her to learn so quickly when I taught her. We can even ask Percy for help. He owed the twins a favor, and the twins," she laughed, "they owe me a lot of favors."

"Wait," Ron shouted, "Percy and Fred, what's going on with George?"

"Remember the couple's mirror? They gave Penelo a 50% discount. She was going to give Percy a Christmas gift, but Percy privately found twins..."

"Then why are you related to Fred and George?" Ron still couldn't understand. His two brothers were hard to talk to.
Chapter completed!