The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

It only took Remus-Lupin a few days to conquer almost all the students in the school.

He is very knowledgeable, his lectures are very interesting, and he is very responsible to every classmate... Of course, the more important thing is to rely on the former Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers like Lockhart and Quirrell to set off!

"Professor Lupin is the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher I've ever met...except Professor Dumbledore!" Jon heard this voice more than once.

Just wonder if they'll keep making that sound when they know Lupin is actually a werewolf?

But it is also normal, the werewolf is too dangerous; as long as it is bitten by it during the full moon, it will either die or be cursed! I am afraid that very few people would be willing to stay with such a creature, no matter how kind and harmless he behaves.

Jon had read the book "Under the Shadow of the Moon" borrowed from the forbidden book area as early as the summer vacation, and had a certain understanding of the physiological structure of werewolves.

He also came up with some solutions:

For example, the saliva of Lupin on the night of the full moon is drawn, inactivated and injected into the body of African green ape or chimpanzee, and then the blood of chimpanzee is drawn... I wonder if such a simple immunization method can be used to extract from blood that can resist wolf poison Immunoglobulin.

But the risk of this kind of experiment is too great. With the terrible power of wolf venom, if you are not careful, you may be infected.

So although there is a certain interest, Jon decided to postpone this kind of exploration experiment to a few years, and then consider it when his strength is stronger.

...

Some other courses are basically the same as last semester.

For example, the Charms class and the Transfiguration class are completely connected to the content of the previous semester, and even the textbooks have not been changed much; the astronomy class and the history of magic class are basically the same.

At noon on Friday, Jon came into the hall and sat down at the Hufflepuffs table to start lunch.

A large group of students in yellow and black Hufflepuff uniforms entered the restaurant together.

"Good noon, Jon!" Zacharias-Smith walked at the front of the crowd, holding his head high.

"Hello!" Jon greeted lazily.

"I said buddy!" Zacharis hurried to Jon: "Can you look me in the eye?"

"Ah?" Jon turned his head suspiciously and asked in surprise, "You're on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team?"

"Yes, the preliminaries passed!" Zacharis laughed, "Seeker!"

"Seeker?" Jon repeated in disbelief.

"Substitute!" Cedric said with a smile as he walked over with the rest of the Hufflepuff Quidditch players.

"As a substitute...a member of the Quidditch team after all..." Zacharice grinned, "There are only 226 sophomores who have been selected for their respective college teams in this century, and I am honored to be one of them. member!"

"By the way, Jon!" Cedric stopped. "Do you need to retake your flying lessons?"

Jon was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"Draco Malfoy!" Cedric glanced at Slytherin's dining table: "He will say you want to retake flying lessons when he meets people these days. Now the whole school basically knows!"

Jon curled his lips, but he didn't care much about it... It's not ashamed to pass a subject based on his ability, and to improve his class based on his ability?

"We're going to have Quidditch training this afternoon!" Cedric said earnestly, "Why don't you come and practice together!"

"Yeah!" Zacharis added quickly: "Practice more, it will definitely help your grades."

Looking at the sincere expressions of the two, Jon is not too easy to refuse, anyway, he has no class in the afternoon... This week, there are only flying lessons on Saturday afternoon and potions in the evening...

So he nodded: "Okay, thank you!"

...

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Cedric and Zacharis returned to the Hufflepuff common room against a mummy-like thing covered in bandages.

"Huh?" Hannah Abbott shouted in surprise in the common room, "Did you start the Halloween set so early?"

"No... Hannah..." Cedric shook his head and said in a low voice, "This is Jon..."

"Jon?" The innocent Hannah didn't react for a while.

"Jon Hart!" Zacharis sighed.

"Four Bludgers hit..."

"Six times fell off a broomstick..."

"And hit the goal post once..."

The two of you talked about the tragedy that happened in the afternoon.

"Jon, are you okay?" Hannah asked quickly.

"Mrs. Pomfrey said that they were all skin injuries...you can recover after a night's rest..." Zacharis answered for him.

"It's my fault!" Cedric bowed his head in shame. "I shouldn't have taken him to the Quidditch training ground... If I didn't take him to the Quidditch training ground, then..."

"How in this world... how can... Quidditch... such a stupid sport..." Jon said in a trembling voice, struggling under the bandages.

According to the character of Zacharis, it is usually necessary to come to the theory.

At this point, he just gave Jon a sympathetic look, then shook his head.

...

Saturday morning.

Astoria Greengrass came to the library early.

"Are you injured?" she asked Jon with a concerned look as she hurried to a desk in the library.

"It's okay...it's basically recovered now!" Jon smiled reluctantly.

Astoria caressed the scar on the boy's face that had not yet fully healed, and said quietly, "Let's go find Madam Pomfrey again!"

"No need!" Jon shook his head with a serious face, and then said: "Astoria, I have realized one thing through yesterday's events... that is, in my life, it should not be possible for me to pass the flying class. Exam!"

"Don't lose your confidence like this, Jon!" Astoria said quickly, "Believe in yourself, you can!"

"No, I didn't lose confidence!" Jon said confidently: "I found a shortcut!"

After he finished speaking, he handed a piece of parchment to the girl: "Look at the part I drew a circle."

"Article 67 of the rules of Hogwarts!" Astoria read softly: "Students who have made outstanding contributions to this course can pass the final exam of this course without taking the exam..."

She raised her head in confusion: "Jon, I don't quite understand?"

"Do me a favor!" Jon didn't explain, but moved his gaze to the pile of scrolls on the desk: "Help me sort out the data on these scrolls..."