At night, Harry went to sleep as an Animagus.

He began to understand why many people who knew Animagus preferred to use it - it was indeed more comfortable to stay in animal form than in human form.

As for the reason...

Harry felt that it was most likely because in animal form, the brain was not as developed as that of humans, and forcing the mind to be empty without so many messy thoughts naturally made one feel more comfortable.

The reason why people’s lives are painful is that they have too many things in their minds.

Turned into a wolf, Harry couldn't think too much and slept comfortably.

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed.

After the exercise, he pulled Sirius and Lupin, who were still sleeping, out of bed.

After breakfast.

In Harry's room.

The three of them sat side by side.

Lupin stretched out his hand and was about to take off his clothes.

"Uncle Remus, please respect yourself." Harry waved his wand to stop him.

"Remus?" Sirius also asked him cautiously.

Lupin was also confused: "Don't you need to check my body?"

Harry shook his head: "I have a few ideas in mind. Let's try them first. If they don't work, let's see if there are other reasons."

several?

The word made Lupin feel a little dizzy.

Lupine disease can almost be labeled as an "incurable disease". For thousands of years, countless potion masters and healing masters who have attempted to cure lupine disease have all failed.

The only thing that can alleviate the condition is the "wolf poison potion" that has been developed in recent years, which can only allow the werewolf to remain rational when it goes berserk.

The first thing Harry asked was “how many”?

The gap between people can really be this big.

Harry fished a piece of parchment from his pocket and spread it out on the table.

He had encountered many werewolves during his journey as a demon hunter.

It’s not unique to this world.

The werewolves in the two worlds are also extremely similar.

The werewolves in this world suffer from a disease called "lycanthropy".

In that world, werewolves appear because of a disease called "lycanthropy." The forms of werewolves in the two worlds are almost exactly the same.

During the full moon, they will uncontrollably transform into werewolves, lose their minds, and kill indiscriminately.

only……

In that world, some lycanthropy patients can remain sane while transforming into a wolf - much like the effects of taking wolfsbane potion. Some werewolves can even freely control their transformation.

Since the werewolves in both worlds are so similar.

You can also refer to the treatment methods.

"The first method." Harry picked up the quill and wrote on the paper, "Five leaves of parsley are sewn into clothes. When you turn into a werewolf, you can wear them and spend the night safely."

"Parsley?" Lupin repeated the words, hesitatingly.

Harry nodded.

"They don't even seem to be magical materials?" Sirius also hesitated, but he was not sure of what he said.

"It's definitely not a magical ingredient." Harry assured him, "It's just an ordinary ingredient. It was also a side dish last night."

"Will that thing work?" Sirius continued to hesitate.

Harry said calmly, "I don't know if it will work, but let's give it a try. Apart from the pungent taste, parsley has no side effects."

Lupin nodded.

Harry finished writing this one and continued, "The second method is to use virgin tears to prepare a potion. I will persuade Professor Snape to help with the research."

Lupin and Sirius both had indescribable awkwardness on their faces.

Ahaha…

Ask Snape to help.

Sirius wanted to say something but stopped, clenched his fists, and finally turned his head away, pretending not to hear what Harry said. He really didn't want to ask Snape for help, but if Lupin's lycanthropy could be cured, he felt he could accept it all.

"The third method..." Harry picked up the pen and just wrote a few words when he suddenly stopped, "Forget it, forget this method."

Sirius got anxious and grabbed Harry's hand: "Come on, why don't you give up on the third method?"

"Although there are already two, wouldn't it be more possible to have more paths?"

Harry deadpanned, "The third method is for the werewolf's lover to express pure and unconditional love to the werewolf, so that the werewolf can accept and respond with pure and unconditional love from the heart."

This long paragraph of words was spit out.

The two adults in the room were stunned.

"I certainly hope this method can come in handy." Harry tapped the table with the tip of his quill and said softly, "But the question is, where is the lover?"

Lupin lowered his head and Sirius smiled foolishly.

"Not only Uncle Remus," Harry emphasized, "but also my dear godfather."

"Can the two of you, put together, make up a relationship?"

Sirius argued: "Remus is Remus, and I am me. I am different from Remus. When I was at Hogwarts, I was still very popular."

"Apart from James, I receive the most love letters."

Harry was very calm and continued to ask the same question: "So, can you two, together, form a relationship?"

Sirius opened his mouth, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"So this method is not feasible." Although he said so, Harry still wrote this sentence on the paper, "Of course, if Uncle Remus can find an aunt for me, this method can still be tried."

Lupin smiled bitterly.

How does he find it?

No one would be willing to fall in love with a werewolf, let alone get married or give true love.

Sirius sat aside and watched the joke.

"If you find it difficult," Harry added, "you can help my dear godfather find a lover first and learn from his experience."

Sirius was startled.

What does it have to do with me?

I'm not a werewolf, I don't need to detoxify!

"I agree." Lupin nodded. "The only heir of the Black family, this title is very popular."

Harry followed with a sigh: "Young, handsome, rich, and alone."

"If I were a woman, I would want to marry him." Lupin echoed.

Sirius was so disgusted by them that he got goosebumps: "Forget it, don't, this is not good."

"Same age." Harry kept an expressionless look, "James's children are already fifteen and heading for sixteen, and you don't even have a girlfriend."

Sirius was devastated: "Harry, please, stop talking."

"How come you are just like my great-great-grandfather?"

Last year, he had been to the headmaster's office once and was stopped by his great-great-grandfather, the most unpopular headmaster, who said something very similar to what Harry was saying now.

He is the only Black left. It is time for him to get married and learn from the Weasleys to have more children. Even if he cannot surpass the Weasleys in quality, at least he can at least not lose out in quantity.

even……

When he returns to the Porter old house, his great-great-grandfather will shamelessly come over and even persuade Fremont to urge marriage together.

Harry stopped talking.

Lupin nodded and emphasized: "This is very important."

"There's a fourth way," Harry went on, and Sirius breathed a sigh of relief.

Lupin sat back down and listened attentively.

"Find what turns you into a werewolf," Harry said softly.

Lupin was startled.

He looked past Harry, past the closed door, past the surging river of time, and saw the events of that day again.

"I was born into a wizard family." He took a deep breath and said slowly, "My father is a good man, my mother is also a good man, I should have a very happy childhood."

"But because of some conflicts."

"My father had some conflicts with Fenrir Greyback, the most notorious and cruel werewolf."

At this point, Lupin paused.

"I used to complain and hate my father, but I never thought he did anything wrong."

"Greyback did to me what he did to every child wizard he harmed, turning me into a werewolf when I was four."

Harry asked, "Bite, or by curse?"

"It was a bite." Lupin answered calmly, "It's a pity that my parents treated my wound immediately, otherwise you would have seen the scar."

His voice gradually became cheerful: "I tell you, that scar is really scary. I didn't realize how scary werewolves were at the time. I cried because of the scar."

"Where does Greyback usually hang out?" asked Harry.

"You want to hunt him?" Lupin keenly noticed Harry's intention.

Harry nodded.

"I don't recommend it." Lupin shook his head immediately, "Harry, I know you're very capable, but it's not worth it for you to take such a big risk. That's a werewolf."

"Even if you get bitten, you will become..."

"I know," Harry whispered.

He paused and said, "It's just that the Godfather is right. One more method means more possibilities."

"And if the previous methods don't work, we'll try this one."

Harry paused again. "If you don't want me to go find Greyback, Uncle Remus, then please find true love quickly. Otherwise, I think it's more reliable to catch that thing."

Lupin smiled bitterly and nodded: "I'll try my best."

The next half month.

Harry had been reading books about werewolves, and occasionally went out racing with Sirius and Dudley - of course, more often than not, the Sorting Hat went out racing by itself, and sometimes returned to Hogwarts to steal the portrait of Gryffindor.

The letters between him and Snape became more and more frequent, even more than those between him and Hermione, sometimes several letters a day.

Hedwig relives the exhaustion of the summer break from second grade.

Mr. Snape didn't have a telephone installed in his house, and even though Hedwig gave him several telephone flyers, it didn't work.

At first, Snape didn't want to agree.

But when Harry revealed that if Professor Snape was unwilling to help, he could only go to Knockturn Alley or other dark wizard gathering places to find Fenrir Greyback's intention.

Severus Snape immediately agreed and listed this as Harry's summer homework. If he did not do it well, he would be deducted twenty house points for each class after school started.