Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 269 Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place
Fred and George stared intently at Celen.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Xiren said. “At worst, I’ll make you into commemorative stickers. That way, you’ll have died a worthy death.”

“Not this one.” Fred said angrily.

George shouted in a shrill voice, "You actually think Ron is better than us?"

"This is an insult to us!"

Looking at the two indignant men, anyone who didn't know better would think they were enemies with Ron.

For a moment, Xilun couldn't help but wonder whether they were faking it or if their feelings were genuine.

“Forget it, I’ll handle the new stickers. You don’t need to worry about it.” Celen continued, “I just had a great idea. In the future, those stickers might not only be bought by Hogwarts students.”

"What idea?"

"You'll find out when the time comes," Xiren said with a mysterious smile.

The news of the three-way battle for supremacy hasn't spread yet, and even if it were told, they wouldn't believe it, so there's no need to waste words.

He can produce a batch of limited edition Warrior Wand stickers and make a fortune... Moreover, Sirius can prepare in advance and launch new products as soon as the Goblet of Fire selects the Warriors and the atmosphere is at its hottest.

Everyone was excited at the time, so they certainly wouldn't mind making an impulsive purchase.

……

After finishing their business, Celen went to the stadium with the Weasley brothers to play some recreational Quidditch for a while.

Xilun didn't usually like playing Quidditch, but since he was in a good mood today, he didn't refuse the suggestion. He turned around and went back to his dorm to get his flying broom, which he hadn't ridden much since he bought it.

About half an hour later, Celen was kicked off the field along with his broom.

The reason was that he was flying too slowly; the old Comet 260 was as if it had been cursed with a slowing spell, and it couldn't even catch up with the Quake.

Therefore, whoever is on Xilun's team is essentially one less player. The fact that everyone tolerated him for half an hour before kicking him out is already considered as respecting the friendship between classmates.

This leisurely time lasted for the entire morning.

By the afternoon, a message swept through the entire Hogwarts like a storm.

Their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Remus Lupin, is a werewolf!
The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere vanished, replaced by fear and lingering dread that filled every corner of the castle... Some people began to carefully recall whether they had been bitten by Lupin.

But how could that be? Lupin is a professor, not a leech, and he wouldn't bite a student for no reason.

When Xilun received the news and arrived at Lupin's office, the door had already been opened.

Lupin was packing his clothes and stuffing them into a worn-out trunk.

“I saw you came,” Lupin smiled and pointed to a parchment on the table. “Harry returned it to me, and I think it’s time to return it to its rightful owner.”

"You are the original owners."

“That was when we were in school,” Lupin handed over the Marauder’s Map. “Now it’s yours.”

Xilun took the map. "So, are you planning to resign?"

“Yes,” Lupin said. “Our minister seems to have had some conflict with Headmaster Dumbledore over Sirius Black. During one of the arguments, he inadvertently revealed my werewolf identity, which was overheard by many people.”

Lu Ping said this with a calm expression.

"Resigning before the parents' rants reach Hogwarts is the best option; at least that way my ears will have some peace and quiet."

"Thump thump thump..." Heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor outside.

“Sirius!” Lupin looked at Sirius and suddenly quickened his pace, “Although I don’t know why you’re helping Sirius, but… thank you.”

“Ah, you’re welcome,” Xiren said. “How’s things going now? Any results?”

“Not yet,” Lupin said. “However, after Peter escaped, the truth came out, but…”

He was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted by a figure rushing in.

“Professor Lupin!” Harry called out, “Are you really going to resign?” “Yes.” Lupin nodded and repeated his explanation.

“You’re our best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor,” Harry said urgently. “Don’t go!”

Lupin just smiled and shook his head. Once his werewolf identity was personally announced by the Minister of Magic, he would no longer be able to stay at the school.

Besides avoiding those angry letters, resigning voluntarily also preserves some dignity... resigning always sounds better than being fired.

The two seemed to have a lot to say, so Xilun didn't disturb them and left the office on his own initiative.

About an hour later, Lupin walked out of the gate with his suitcase. When he stood on the ground, he looked back at the castle behind him and found Siron sitting by the Black Lake in a daze.

There were originally quite a few students here, but after he came over, almost all of them ran away, with only a few Gryffindors remaining in place.

They all believed that Professor Lupin would never harm his students.

However, there were too few of these people, and most students still had an instinctive fear of werewolves.

This also proves that Lupin's resignation was the right thing to do.

He acted as if he hadn't seen her and went straight to Xilun's side.

“I didn’t finish what I was saying earlier. Actually, Sirius has something else for me to give you.” He took out a folded piece of parchment.

"Sirius can deliver messages?" Sirius asked incredulously.

“No,” Lupin said. “He asked Headmaster Dumbledore to bring this, and then the headmaster gave it to me to pass on to you.”

Siren took the parchment and asked, "By the way, what were you trying to say earlier? But Harry interrupted you."

"It's nothing, it's just that Fudge doesn't want to believe Sirius is innocent. He thinks Peter should be found and confronted by Sirius."

"Back then, Fudge was practically calling Voldemort by name, and he still didn't believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Lu Ping gave a wry smile, but he quickly realized something was wrong.

From what Siron just said, it seems he knows what happened the day Peter ran away.

But he should have been in his dormitory at the time, and from the Gryffindor dormitory, it was impossible for him to see what was happening at the main gate of the castle.

"So what does he want to do? Capture Peter and confront him?" Siron continued, interrupting Lupin's thoughts.

He stopped thinking about anything else, shook his head and said, "It's not about catching, it's about finding."

"It is said that I, Minister Fudge, called out to the Daily Prophet, wanting Peter to come back for questioning, and promised to find out the truth."

Return the truth?
Xilun scoffed; it was obvious he was siding with Peter Pettigrew.

Unfortunately, his plan was destined to fail.

After Lupin finished speaking, he also sighed softly.

He's conflicted. He wants to find Peter and avenge James and Lily, but he also wants him to stay hidden and not come out before Sirius's hearing.

He knew his former friend all too well; when it came to talking nonsense, the three of them combined couldn't match Peter's ability.

With Fudge, the Minister of Magic, secretly helping them, they might actually succeed.

"Well then... see you next time."

With these mixed feelings, Lupin boarded the carriage that the school had prepared for him and headed towards the gate.

At the same time, Xiren also opened the parchment.

The above is just a very short paragraph.

Place Grimmauld 12

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(End of this chapter)