Faced with Dumbledore's sudden appearance, Lupin didn't seem surprised at all, as if he had been waiting for Dumbledore's arrival on purpose.
"How do you feel about him?"
As soon as they met, Dumbledore did not exchange pleasantries, but instead asked directly.
Facing Dumbledore's question, Lupin smiled and said as if jokingly: "Principal Dumbledore, if nothing else, at least he is much more generous than you."
As he spoke, Lupin raised the stack of gold Galleons in his hand and gestured to Dumbledore.
Seeing this, Dumbledore laughed indifferently and responded:
"I don't have as many followers as Gellert, nor do I have as much wealth as the Grindelwald family. My funding comes more from the Hogwarts Board of Directors."
In response to Dumbledore, Lupin just smiled indifferently. At this moment, his eyes were attracted by a bottle of potion that Dumbledore took out from his arms.
"Take it. This is what I promised you."
Dumbledore handed the potion in his hand to Lupin, and there seemed to be a trace of pity in his eyes as he looked at Lupin.
Lupin did not act pretentiously and took the bottle of potion directly from Dumbledore's hand. After a moment of silence, Lupin said softly: "Thank you!"
In response to Lupin's thanks, Dumbledore simply said, "No need to thank me. This potion was made by my Potions Professor, who you should be very familiar with."
Hearing Dumbledore's words, Lupin sighed and said with emotion: "Of course, of course we are very familiar with each other."
Just as Dumbledore and Lupin were discussing Wentworth, Wentworth had already returned to the Hufflepuff common room with Cedric. After saying goodbye to each other, they returned to their own dormitories.
Wentworth returned to the dormitory and saw that there was no one in the dormitory, so he immediately took out his quill and writing paper.
Although Wentworth and Cedric kept discussing today's gains on the way back, Wentworth's heart was actually filled with anxiety.
He couldn't wait to know whether the killing of the wizard hunters was caused by Rosier, Abernathy and others! Wentworth didn't think Rosier and others were wrong, he was just worried about them. After all, the strength of the wizard hunters was not low! Wentworth didn't want them to die because of him.
Just as Wentworth was about to start writing, he found an envelope on his desk with a note on it.
The note was written by Green, who left a message for Wentworth saying that he saw an owl deliver a letter to Wentworth this morning. Green knew that Wentworth and Cedric would go to learn spells with Lupin today, so he helped Wentworth receive the letter.
Seeing that it was the letter that Green left for him, Wentworth finally felt relieved. He opened it and found that it was a letter from Abernathy.
In the letter, Abernethy did not hide anything and told Wentworth everything that had happened recently. At the end of the letter, Abernethy also wrote his own judgment and repeatedly emphasized that Wentworth must be vigilant.
Seeing this, Wentworth couldn't help but slap himself on the forehead. At this time, Wentworth was thinking:
You can kill those wizard hunters if you want, after all, they have no good intentions towards themselves. But why do you want to provoke the Ministry of Magic?
But thinking of this, Wentworth recalled the night when he just traveled through time, and thinking of the reactions and behaviors of Rozier, Abernathy and others, Wentworth suddenly felt that Rozier and others' behavior this time was not surprising.
After carefully reading Abernethy's letter again, Wentworth suddenly discovered something that Abernethy, Rosier and others had overlooked: there seemed to be a fish that slipped through the net of the witch hunter that night! Immediately, Wentworth wrote his discovery in the letter and told Abernethy and Rosier to be careful!
After writing the letter, Wentworth walked out of the Hufflepuff common room and headed alone to the tower at Hogwarts, which was a special resting place for owls. But just as he was about to go upstairs, Wentworth met a familiar figure.
"Cassandra? Long time no see, what are you doing?"
Cassandra, who had been lowering her head, raised it in surprise when she heard Wentworth's call. There seemed to be a flash of panic in her eyes, and she subconsciously put the things in her hand behind her.
"Oh, I came here to send a letter home."
Cassandra quickly explained.
But Wentworth always felt that Cassandra's tone was a little strange.
"Hey, Cassandra, I'm really not used to you talking to me in this tone!"
Wentworth said with a smile.
"What I do is none of your business. Get out of my way! I'm going back to the dormitory!"
Wentworth breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved!
Then Wentworth and Cassandra waved goodbye and walked up the tower.
But at the moment when the two of them crossed paths, Wentworth glanced secretly behind Cassandra and found that what Cassandra hid behind her was just an unopened letter, but there was no sender's name on the letter.
A trace of doubt flashed through Wentworth's mind. Cassandra seemed to have said that she came here to mail a letter, right? Then who sent this letter?
Seeing Cassandra's figure disappearing around the corner of the tower, Wentworth had to put his doubts aside and went to the top of the tower to mail the letter.
While Wentworth was looking for an owl to send a letter, Cassandra also returned to her dormitory. Seeing that no one was in the dormitory, Cassandra quickly opened the letter in her hand and read it carefully.
After a moment, Cassandra seemed to let out a long sigh of relief, then took out her wand and pointed it at the letter.
"To pieces!"
Then, the letter turned into fragments all over the sky.
That night, Abernathy received a letter from Wentworth. After reading the contents of the letter, he couldn't help but slap his head and looked a little annoyed.
"Abernathy, what happened?!"
Someone nearby saw this and asked.
Abernathy replied with some regret:
"I think we made a mistake!"
Hearing Abernathy's words, everyone around him couldn't help but stop what they were doing and gathered around him. Abernathy held Wentworth's letter in his hand and said slowly:
"The young master reminded me of one thing in the letter, that is, there is still one fish that has escaped the net among the wizard hunters!"
(End of this chapter)