Snape seemed to have not slept 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 unknown to the public. There are similar records in very ancient potion books. Of course, it was only after reading Harry's letter that Snape remembered that he seemed to have read it many years ago.

But the impact is too small.

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

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

This is indeed a good research direction.

As the sky gradually brightened, the sun rose.

Lupin turned back into a human again, naked, sitting on the ground.

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

He paused and took out his underwear from his pocket. "It's not completely ineffective, but the effect is not that good. But it's an idea after all."

"Thank you," Lupin said softly as he put on his clothes, "but I'm not that fragile."

They returned home.

Harry continued to exchange letters with Snape discussing lycanthropy.

Hermione provided them with written support - many times, Snape and Harry did not have as much time to read as Hermione.

Even during the summer vacation, Professor McGonagall was confident in handing the Time Turner to Hermione - this little witch was the person she trusted most in Gryffindor, no doubt about it, even Mr. Potter was not worthy of her trust.

Sirius seemed to be feeling amorous and had sent many messages in the past half month, borrowing Hedwig several times, which made the little girl so angry that she would peck him on the head every night.

Forced Sirius to buy himself an owl.

Harry and Lupin were curious, but when they saw the signature on the letter - "Dumbledore", they immediately lost interest.

Until the end of July.

Harry finally stayed with the Dursleys for a month.

They packed up their luggage, but did not take the two dog kennels with them. They were left behind after being cast with the Dust-Free Spell.

"Apparating?" 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 have no idea what Professor Dumbledore has come up with this summer."

Harry deadpanned, "It's not like I didn't see your letter."

"Then you would never have guessed what Mr. Dumbledore asked me to borrow." Sirius quickly became excited again.

Harry looked at him. "You only have money now, but Professor Dumbledore obviously doesn't lack money either."

"As for the rest..."

Lupin also thought hard and found that Sirius had almost no other advantages except that he was rich and was a very good friend. What could Dumbledore ask to borrow from him?

"Is it your house?" Harry asked suddenly.

Sirius was startled, his expression unhappy: "How did you guess that?"

"Professor Dumbledore wants to gather people to deal with Senior Tom and look for those things, so he needs a gathering place." Harry explained simply, "Hogwarts won't work, that's a school."

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

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

"After thinking about it, since he asked you to borrow something, it's most likely from the Black Mansion."

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

"Here it comes." Harry looked up at the sky.

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

Harry's eyes slowly sank.

On the other side of the road, there was a clang and something fell gently to the ground.

Magic overflowed, the aura dissipated, and a royal blue car emerged into view.

With a "click", Arthur opened the car door, got out and waved at them: "Harry, Sirius, haha, you didn't expect that I would be the one to pick you up."

"Arthur!" Sirius came forward excitedly, "Did you fly here by car?"

Harry greeted politely, "Uncle Arthur."

After Arthur responded briefly to Harry, he couldn't wait to show off to Sirius: "Of course, this is the flying car I told you about. How is it?"

"The style isn't 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, "You didn't know about this when you bought the car."

Arthur lowered his voice and said, "I used some slightly dishonorable means to get this car."

He noticed that both Harry and Sirius' eyes became sharp and strange.

"I paid." Arthur immediately spoke carefully, speaking very seriously.

Sirius nodded.

Harry's eyes were still sharp.

Arthur said in an embarrassed tone, "I admit that I am a little confused about Muggle currency, but I asked the man to count it with me, and I promise there will be no problem."

They discussed.

The car door was pushed open again.

A witch with gray-black hair and a heart-shaped face finally struggled to open the door: "Mr. Weasley, you can keep it simpler next time."

“This thing is too hard to open.”

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

Sirius was reluctant to move his eyes away from Arthur and the old Ford and looked at the girl.

"Remus, she is..." He was so surprised that his tone became distorted.

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

Lupin was about to explain.

Harry took the lead and said, "This is Nymphadora Tonks, my senior. She graduated the summer before I enrolled. She is a famous figure in Hufflepuff."

“Although I’ve never met her, I’ve often heard about her from others, especially George and Fred.”

Tonks tilted her head: "They both mentioned me?"

"The great queen of mischief! The elusive Boggart!" Harry said these words expressionlessly, in the tone of George and Fred, "A great monument in the history of Hogwarts mischief..."

"No, don't say that." Tonks reached forward and slammed her hand against the car, holding her head and stomach, and covering her feet. "Mr. Potter, don't say that, it's too embarrassing."

"George and Fred do need to improve their language skills." Harry swallowed the remaining seven or eight words he hadn't finished saying, "But they have always had a good eye for people."

Tonks felt hopeless, her hair turning a dark green like seaweed: "If there's a chance, if I could meet them..."

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

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

Arthur's eyes turned strange.

"I guess they don't need to," Harry replied softly.

Tonks was stunned.

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

Tonks took a deep breath and looked at Arthur, "That Weasley Brothers Joke Shop is owned by George and Fred?"

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

Tonks looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, but really..."

The Weasley family is almost insulated from "money". Anything related to gold Galleons or even silver Sickles will not make people think of "Weasley", even if the joke shop has a bright sign hanging on it - "Weasley Brothers Joke Workshop".

"I understand, I understand." Arthur nodded and sighed, "In fact, many people find it hard to believe that it was actually done by George and Fred."

"Several hundred Galleons a month."

Tonks covered her chest, feeling a little pain. It had been six years since she graduated and she had just passed the Auror training to become a formal Auror, receiving a salary of sixty Galleons a month.

Look at them!

After six years at Hogwarts and not even graduating, he is now a successful shop owner.

"How did you and Remus know each other?" Sirius interrupted, narrowing his eyes and studying Tonks in a fatherly way.

Tonks was very fond of this. She stood at attention and answered obediently, "Remus and I met at the joke shop. Auror training is very boring, so I have to find some fun."

"Weasley jokes..."

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

"The products of the Weasley Brothers Joke Shop are very good." Tonks corrected immediately, "They are very novel and of excellent quality. I often patronize them, and after a few visits, I became familiar with Remus."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully, "So what do you think of Remus?"

Tonks' hair suddenly turned red, covering her slightly red cheeks and ears. "What? He...he has always worked very hard and patiently, and he knows a lot about all industries..."

"No, I'm not asking about work, I'm asking what you think of other people?" Sirius shook his head vigorously, "People, it's just personality, appearance and so on."

"Don't worry about his income. Don't worry, he has me and Harry, so he's not short of money..."

Lupin couldn't help it, he walked over and held Sirius' head: "Okay, Mr. Black, now is not the time for gossip, shouldn't we set off early?"

He looked at Arthur.

Arthur said seriously: "Actually, I also want to know Sirius..."

"Mr. Weasley?" Lupin called out his last name as he had called Sirius.

When someone who used to call you by your name affectionately suddenly calls you so formally, it is definitely a sign that danger is coming.

Arthur changed his words without hesitation: "It's getting late. We should leave early. Molly is cooking. It will be just right for us to get there."