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"Now that we are all fed and watered, let me introduce you all to the newest member joining us this year. Professor Remus Lupin. He will be teaching Defence against the Dark Arts from today onwards. Let us give him a big round of applause." Dumbledore stood on his podium and announced.

Clap, clap, clap.

Mixed intensities of clapping sounded from the students as a poorly dressed man with shaggy hair and a scarred face stood up and bowed lightly from the professor's dining table.

"What the ever-flying Fuck?" Harry unintentionally cursed when he saw the professor.

"Mister Potter. 10 points from Gryffindor for foul language." McGonagall's stern voice cut through the loud clapping of the students, effectively quieting down the great hall.

"Sorry. My bad." Harry offhandedly apologised as he sunk deep into thought.

'Wasn't lupin supposed to come next year. Why is he here now? He still looks like shit so his living conditions don't seem to be great. His mana ducts inside his body still look like a partway animagus transformation, so he still has lycanthropy. So how is he here?'

Harry furiously ran his mind to think of the situation.

"Ahem. Anyway. Lets all hope that Remus here lasts more than a year this time around." Dumbledore coughed lightly and ended his speech with a slight joke.

"Harry, you alright? You haven't even touched your food yet. Don't you have that parasitic condition?" Hermione whispered as she nudged Harry out of his daze.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that, I was just thinking about something. And don't worry, that parasitic thing is all cured." Harry forced a smile as he ate the sautéed pork on his plate.

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Even after thinking about the change in situation for a whole night, harry still couldn't figure out the answer to the problem.

"Why is Remus here a year early. Did the canon change with me here? If this changed, then what else changed?" Harry muttered to himself as he walked into his first class of the day.

"Welcome Class. To your first class of the year. Defence against the Dark Arts. As some might remember me from last night, I am Remus Lupin.

A little about myself. I used to be a student here in Hogwarts a few years back and was in the same batch as a certain brooding batman.

I like researching about the various dark creatures around the world and love teaching the next generation how to defend themselves against the darkness in the world.

I don't know why the previous professors that tried teaching DADA left their jobs, but I hope to be different.

Now, lets start off with a simple quiz, I ask a question and who knows the answer, just raise their hands. I heard the previous professor didn't teach much." Seeing the students take their seats, Remus started the class.

"Now, lets start off with an easy one. What is the incantation of the Curse of the Bogies?" He asked with a smile.

"Mucus ad Nauseam." Lavender Brown was called upon, who answered it perfectly.

"And miss Brown, what is the effect of this curse?" Remus continued.

"It gave the recipient of the curse a very nasty cold. I have seen the Weasley twins use it on a few first years. It was quite horrifying honestly." She shivered slightly as she talked about it.

"Yes, it is a nasty little curse that will give you the worst symptoms of the common cold. But worry not, can anyone tell me about the cure for this curse?"

"A simple pepper up potion can reduce the symptoms till the effects wore off or a simple counter curse would be enough." This time, Neville answered.

"You are correct. Well, it seems you guys at least learnt a bit from the previous professor. Now on to the next one."

So for the next half an hour, Remus went around the room lightly quizzing the students on the most basic questions from last year.

While a majority weren't able to answer the questions, a few percentages of students were successful. It seems some at least tried to further their learning last year.

"Well, it seems almost everyone has answered the questions. Now, the final question, how does one cure a werewolf bite?" he asked with a little flicker of emotion in his eyes.

"Mr Potter? It seems you are the only one who hasn't answered. Want to try and have a guess?" Remus asked after seeing no one raise their hands.

"It's a simple mixture of powered silver and dittany. It is known to stop the victim from bleeding to death and heal the wound. However, almost every victim would rather kill themselves to not become infected.

However professor, I read in a book that the infection is just a mutation that occurred in the past due to a failed animagus transformation, a partial one that was passed through the blood, turning the infected into partial animagus for a certain period of time.

Is that correct, professor?" Harry asked.

"That is correct mr potter, about the silver and dittany, but if you want to know more about what you asked, might I suggest a meeting after classes end today. I would be happy to assist a bright and curious student." Remus smiled forcefully as he looked at Harry with slightly widened eyes.

'Does he know??' the thought ran repeated in Remus's head as he responded to the son of his 'brother'.

"That would be wonderful. I would like to broaden my knowledge on the subject." Harry answered as he thought, 'chance to talk with him, get!'

"Ahem. Alright class. It would seem that there is a lot of catching up to do if you want to succeed in this subject. From tomorrow onwards, I will be balancing practicals with theory effectively. In class we will go through the practicals, while theory will be homework.

For next class, I want you guys to read from page 8 to 14 in your textbooks. Our practicals will be based on this.

Class dismissed." After quizzing the students, Remus went over a few points to take note of for the subject, and let us go a few minutes before the bell.

'Oh, lily, James. Sirius. Peter. Where did you guys go when everyone needed you guys the most.' Remus sadly recalled his past friends and almost shed a tear as he watched Harry's back disappear through the classroom door.

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