Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Snape seemed to have been up all night.

In less than an hour, Hedwig flew back with his reply.

Parsley has a certain inhibitory effect on werewolves. This is not something that is hidden and unknown. There are similar records in very old potions books-of course, Snape also read Harry's letter Finally, I realized that I had seen it many years ago.

But this effect is too small.

Ancient wizards discovered that studying parsley is far less convenient than studying how to kill werewolves.

In modern times, wizards followed the thinking of ancient wizards, focusing on killing werewolves.

This is indeed a fairly good research direction.

When it was getting brighter, the sun floated up.

Lupine reverted to his human form again, sitting naked on the ground.

Sirius handed him the clothes, and comforted him: "Remus, it's okay, this is just the first method."

After speaking, he paused, and then took out his underwear from his pocket: "And it's not completely ineffective, it's just that the effect is not that good, but it's an idea anyway."

"Thanks," said Lupine softly as he put on his clothes, "but I'm not that fragile."

They go home.

Harry continued to exchange letters with Snape discussing "dire wolves".

Hermione provided them with written support - many times, Snape and Harry didn't have as much reading time as Hermione.

Even during the summer vacation, Professor McGonagall was very relieved to hand over the time-turner to Hermione—this little witch was the person she trusted the most in Gryffindor, not one of them, even Mr. Potter wasn't worth it trust.

Sirius seemed to be a little bit of a spring heart, and he sent a lot of letters in the past half month. He borrowed Hedwig several times, and made the little girl so angry that he pecked his head fiercely at night.

Forced Sirius to buy himself an owl.

Harry and Lupine were curious. When they saw the signature on the letter - "Dumbledore", they immediately lost interest.

until the end of July.

Harry had finally spent a month with the Dursleys.

They packed up and saluted, the two dog kennels were not taken away, they stayed behind after being cast with the dust-free curse.

"Apparition?" Harry asked, "Or a motorcycle?"

"Someone will come to pick us up later." Sirius rubbed his hands and put his suitcase down on the street. "You can't imagine what Professor Dumbledore made during this summer vacation."

Harry said blankly, "It's not that I haven't read your letter."

"Then you must have never imagined that Mr. Dumbledore asked me to borrow something." Sirius quickly became excited again.

Harry looked at him: "You only have money now, but Professor Dumbledore is obviously not short of money."

"As for the rest"

Lupine also pondered hard, and he found that apart from being rich and being a very good friend, Sirius had almost no other advantages. What could Dumbledore borrow from him.

"Is it your house?" Harry said suddenly.

Sirius stared blankly, his expression sullen: "How did you guess that?"

"Professor Dumbledore wants to gather people to deal with Senior Tom, and to find those things, he needs a gathering place." Harry explained simply, "Hogwarts can't, it's a school."

"Not our home, or someone else's home."

"As for Professor Dumbledore... I doubt he has a home."

"After thinking about it, since he asked you to borrow something, it is probably Black's old house."

Sirius muttered, "Harry, you're still so sharp."

"Here we come." Harry looked up, looking at the sky.

Sirius and Lupine also looked up and followed his gaze, but the sky was empty, and there was nothing, not even a passing owl.

Harry's gaze sank slowly.

On the opposite side of the road, with a "bang", something landed gently.

The magic spilled out, the aura rolled and dissipated, and a royal blue car appeared in the field of vision.

With a "click", Arthur opened the car door, stepped down, and waved at them: "Harry, Sirius, haha, I didn't expect it to be me to pick you up."

"Arthur!" Sirius excitedly went up to him, "Did you fly here by car?"

Harry said hello politely: "Uncle Arthur."

After a brief response to Harry, Arthur couldn't wait to show off to Sirius: "Of course, this is the speeding car I told you about, how about it?"

"The style is not very good." Sirius was embarrassed, "It's a bit too old-fashioned."

Arthur looked confused: "Style?"

"Cars, like clothes, come in different styles?"

"Of course!" Sirius looked at him incredulously, "When you bought the car, you didn't know about it."

Arthur lowered his voice: "I used some slightly disgraceful means to get this car."

He noticed that both Harry's and Sirius' eyes had grown sharp and odd.

"I gave the money." Arthur bit his pronunciation immediately, speaking very seriously.

Sirius nodded.

Harry's eyes were still sharp.

Arthur was ashamed and annoyed: "I admit, I'm a little confused about Muggle currency, but I asked the man to count it with me, and I promise it's okay."

They discussed.

The door was pushed open again.

A witch with gray-black hair and a heart-like face struggled and finally opened the door: "Mr. Weasley, you can keep it simple next time."

"This thing is too difficult to open."

She leaned her head over the car, and there was a person in her eyes, and her hair immediately changed color, turning into a brilliant and vivid violet. She raised her hand and waved it happily: "Professor Remus, long time no see."

Sirius was willing to move his eyes away from Arthur and the old Ford, and fell on the girl.

"Remus, she is." He was surprised, his tone twisted.

As Remus Lupine's only remaining best friend, he didn't know that Lupine knew such a lovely little girl.

Lupine was about to explain.

Harry took the first step: "This is Nymphadora Tonks, my senior sister, who graduated the summer before I entered school, and is a famous figure in Hufflepuff."

"Although I have never met her, I have often heard her from others, especially George and Fred."

Tonks tilted his head: "The two of them, mention me?"

"Great queen of pranks! Unpredictable Boggarts!" Harry said these words in the tone of George and Fred with a blank face, "A great monument in the history of hogwarts pranks."

"No, don't say any more." Tonks stretched out his hand forward and slammed into the car, holding his head and stomach, and covering his feet, "Mr. Potter, don't say any more, it's too embarrassing."

"George and Fred really need to improve their language skills." Harry swallowed back the remaining seven or eight words, "but they have always had a good eye for people."

Tonks is unlovable, his hair is as dark green as seaweed: "If there is a chance, let me meet them"

"Uncle Arthur is here." Harry coughed twice to remind her.

Tonks immediately smiled sweetly: "I will give them some life advice from my senior sister who graduated six years ago."

Arthur's eyes became strange.

"I don't think they need it," Harry replied softly.

Tonks was taken aback.

"Don't you know they have a store in Diagon Alley?" Harry asked her back.

Tonks took a deep breath and looked at Arthur: "The Weasley brothers' joke workshop belongs to George and Fred?"

"I think we are the only Weasley family in the wizarding world." Arthur spread his hands helplessly.

Tonks looked puzzled: "Sorry, but really."

The Weasleys are almost insulated from "money", and everything related to Gold Galleon, or even Silver Sickle, will not make people think of "Weasley", even if the joke shop has a bright signboard—— "The Weasley Brothers Joke Workshop".

"I understand, I understand." Arthur nodded and sighed, "Actually, many people find it hard to believe that George and Fred did it."

"It's hundreds of Galleons a month."

Tonks clutched his chest, feeling some pain. He had graduated six years ago and had just passed the Auror training. He became an official Auror and received a salary of sixty Galleons a month.

Look at people!

Six years at Hogwarts, not yet graduated, and now a successful shopkeeper.

"How did you and Remus meet?" Sirius interrupted, squinting, scrutinizing Tonks like a father.

Tonks liked this very much, stood at attention, and replied obediently: "Remus and I met at a joke store. Auror training is very boring. I have to find some fun."

"Weasley Joke"

Sirius interrupted her, emphasizing one word: "Brother."

"The products of the Weasley Brothers' Joke Workshop are very good." Tonks corrected immediately, "And they are very novel and of high quality. I have frequented them, and I have gotten to know Remus well."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully: "Then what do you think of Remus?"

Tonks's hair turned red, covering his slightly flushed cheeks and ears: "What's the matter? He...he has been working very hard and patiently, and he knows all industries very well."

"No, I'm not asking about work, I'm asking what do you think of other people?" Sirius shook his head violently, "People are about personality and appearance."

"Don't worry about his income, don't worry, he has me and Harry, and he has no shortage of money."

Lupine couldn't hold back, and walked over to hold Sirius' head: "Okay, Mr. Black, it's not gossip time, should we leave early?"

He looked at Arthur.

Arthur looked serious: "Actually, I also really want to know about Sirius."

"Mr. Weasley?" Lupine called out his last name as he did to Sirius.

When the person who used to call your name intimately suddenly calls you so formally, it is definitely a harbinger of danger.

Arthur didn't hesitate to change his words: "It's not early, we really should start early, Molly is cooking, and it's almost time when we pass."