Chapter 41 - Harry's Misfortune

In the end when Nymphadora asked about his growling, Harry just said he would explain later. From there she seemed to gain a bit of enlightenment and looked at him in shock. Harry just assumed she guessed he has a thing for doggy style or has a kink for wolves.

Since then days passed until the night of the full moon came around once again. Originally he planned on attempting not transforming, but the news of the laboratory got him curious.

Now changing his plan as it would be too dangerous to not transform while being in the forest at night. Due to some creatures being buffed due to the full moon and going into the unknown with the lack of information.

Harry decided in the end to wait another month to try it out. Now it time to relax until the coming full moon and maybe find a stressed out fifth or seventh year or two.

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In another part of the castle, Daphne was currently reading over some rarer tomes lost in time thanks to the room of requirements. Suddenly a feeling of Harry seeking out some females ran through her body. Pulling out her black book, she looked at the small list of names and smiled.

"So he finally began seeking different women since until now he was more focused on our friend group," she thought with a hum. "Took a bit longer than I thought it would."

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Walking the corridors as he followed his sensitive nose, Harry frowned. He was currently hunting but only found two sixth year boys in a closet. That was an image he didn't want to remember, but it will be burned into his mind for the next while.

'Where are all the girls at?' He wondered as he smelled quite a few female pairing frequenting the area.

The current hallway was known for quick hookups or lovers to vanish to. However, he currently couldn't find any one and classes are done. Even his ears couldn't pick up anyone nearby making him punch the wall putting a fist shape hole.

Due to the full moon growing closer, Harry's emotions were heightened as were his abilities. Normally he would keep his emotions in check but his hunger for girls made him irritable. While he could go find one of his girls, it took longer for him to feel satisfied or taking multiple of them. Some of them are not really into doing it with him with other girls nearby, but will do it.

In the end after failing to find any, he headed towards Gryffindor tower. It was time to take back his Marauders Map as this was a good cause to grab it.

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Stepping into the common room, he quietly whispered the summoning spell once he saw it empty. A slightly aged parchment came flying down and landed in his hands.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

Harry watched as the map unfolded itself and names of everyone in the castle appearing well beside Daphne. He currently knew she was in the hidden room which was unplottable. After a moment he found the cause why he couldn't find any girl.

Besides Hermione and a few first years, nearly every girl was in the infirmary. Banging his head against the wall, Harry actually forgot it was the day Madam Pomfrey does a health check on them. It is mostly to try and find diseases before it spreads or if a girl is pregnant.

"Harry what are you doing in the common room?" Professor Vector broke Harry out of his current thoughts.

She was a slightly aged woman appearing in her late thirties despite being in her late forties to early fifties. On her head was a large red hat matching her red robes that were slightly wrinkled.

With one sniff of the air, Harry smelled a couple seventh years boys on her as with the smell of sex. Shaking his head at that, Harry wasn't going to say anything or point it out. While it was wrong of her, the seventh years are mostly considered adults in the wizarding world. So he didn't really care all that much if they screw a teacher or not.

"I came to grab something." Harry shrugged before turning and leaving.

As the portrait swung close he heard a sigh of relief. Shaking his head as apparently Professor Vector thought she got away with it.

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In another part of the world, the undersecretary of Minster Fudge was currently frowning. The recent Wizengamot gathering didn't go as she planned. For Umbridge this was unacceptable and she owes it all to a letter Harry Potter sent.

She didn't know how he knew she planned to impose taxes on anything she considered a creature or impure. However, he knew and presented two different views on how this will affect their world. So much that he even gained votes from even the die hard purebloods to veto her bills.

"This is all his fault. A twelve year old playing in an adult world. How dare he." She growled as her eyes narrowed.

Thoughts of eliminating him soon filled her head but the question on how remained a mystery. She couldn't use dementors due to him being at Hogwarts or around Dumbledore outside of school. The news of him being taken as an apprentice still rang around in her head.

If soul sucking demons were out, Umbridge was slightly at a loss. Next was hiring a hit wizard but finding one willing on her budget wasn't an option. Embezzling wasn't an option as she already hit this month limit or even Fudge would notice.

"Maybe I should use a mutt? If the Boy-That-Lived became a werewolf he should lose all the support." Umbridge thought as a smile broke out on her face. "This will save future trouble he may cause. Now who should I use?"

Fenrir Greyback came to mind but he was out of the country and she had no way of silently contacting him. A few other unknown came to mind but she ran into a similar issue. Truthfully she soon realized there wasn't anyone as most of them outside the country.

"This requires more thinking."

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Inside his office, Remus had a small shiver running down his spin. He wasn't sure but it was going to be bad.

"Am I going to miss this month's dose of wolfbane?" he wondered.