Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

"Mr. Merrick, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling much better?"

In a small room on the second floor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts department, there is Professor Lupin's office.

John sat inside, drinking the black tea that Professor Lupin had brewed for him, while Professor Lupin sat beside him and asked with concern.

"Professor Lupin, please just call me John. I think it's more friendly that way."

"Haha, okay, looks like I don't have to worry about you anymore."

Professor Lupin laughed when he heard John's words.

After the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he was kept behind by Professor Lupin.

I just wanted to see if John would have any lasting effects.

He didn't ask who the two corpses were, but instead talked to him about their first encounter on the train.

At first, Professor Lupin was worried that the Boggart John was facing might turn into a Dementor.

After all, anyone kissed by a Dementor is inevitably tormented by that fear and pain.

But John did not.

John took a sip of tea and pursed his lips.

He hadn't before, but he believed that if he were sucked by a Dementor again, he would definitely remember today's inner demons.

Hopefully, there won't be a next time...

"Professor Lupin, what spell did you use to deal with the Dementors on the train?"

Speaking of Dementors, John recalled how Professor Lupin had used a spell that emitted a white light to drive away a Dementor on the train, so he asked curiously.

"That's the Guardian Charm, a spell specifically used to deal with Dementors."

"Can I learn it?"

"As for you... well, this spell is a very advanced spell, and theoretically it's not something you should be learning right now."

"But I've heard that you're very talented; you can learn both spells and transfiguration very quickly."

"Let's wait until after the Christmas holidays, when you have learned more about magic, and then I'll try to teach you."

"Of course, if you have any questions during this time, you are welcome to come to me."

When Professor Lupin heard that John wanted to learn the Patronus Charm, he stroked his chin and thought for a while before speaking to John.

John readily agreed, of course, as he also felt he had too much to learn and needed to adjust his pace.

John then consulted Professor Lupin about whether he had used the knockback spell correctly.

The affirmative answer served as a reminder that he must remain calm no matter what spell he cast.

......

When John returned to the Great Hall, it was just time for dinner, and he found that Titus was also sitting at their Eagle House table eating.

"John, why do you always get kept after class?"

Titus beckoned to John and smiled at him as he walked over.

He was unaware of John's involvement in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, as Ryan and Ethan wisely refrained from mentioning or asking about it.

"Perhaps it's because I have a special talent."

John smiled and didn't refute. He had attended six classes in the past few days, and three of them had been kept after school, although it wasn't all bad.

Ryan and Ethan were relieved to see that John was in the same condition as usual, and neither of them mentioned the matter.

"Hey, do you guys remember what Senior Neville told us a few days ago about the winged beasts scratching students?"

Once John sat down, all four of them were present. Suddenly, Titus leaned over the middle of the table and whispered something to them.

"Of course I remember, what's wrong?" Ethan immediately recalled what senior Neville had told them on the first day of school.

They had no connection with the professor named Hagrid, so they didn't pay any attention to what happened next.

Moreover, it's quite normal to occasionally encounter minor scrapes and bumps while learning in the magical world.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. The main issue is the person who got scratched, whose surname is Malfoy."

"I don't know him."

"I don't know him."

John and Ethan both said they didn't recognize the surname.

Ryan, however, seemed to suddenly realize something.

"You two... well, never mind. Just know that the Malfoys are one of the twenty-eight pure-blooded holy races in the wizarding world."

"And they are now aristocratic families with great wealth and power."

"You can't afford to mess with them."

Titus said this with an air of seriousness.

"What do you mean we can't afford to offend you? Do you think you can?"

Upon hearing this, Ethan retorted, unconvinced.

"My surname is Klaus, how could I possibly offend him!" Titus felt slighted and immediately retorted.

This time, not only John and Ethan had never heard of it, but Ryan, from a family of pure blood, had also never heard of it.

The group looked at each other, all hoping that Brother Dong would speak up, but it seemed that no one had listened.

"Haven't you heard?" Titus was taken aback by the three men's reaction; this shouldn't be the case.

His father had always told him since he was a child that his family was one of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clans, one of the most powerful families in the wizarding world, and he also believed that his family was very powerful and famous.

Although his family only lives in a large mansion of just 50 square meters, his father said it was because the family was low-key and unassuming, something he had previously suspected.

But when he proudly announced his surname as Crow in front of others, they all reacted with a blank stare. He thought they were intimidated by his surname.

But this time the situation is a little different.

Seeing that all three shook their heads at the same time, Titus lost confidence.

"...I...I take back what I just said. I'll write to my dad to confirm before I start showing off..."

Titus blushed, and finally lowered his head, muttering out this sentence.

"Hahaha!"

This scene made all three of them laugh.

The chubby boy lowered his head and didn't say a word, quietly eating his lunch. It was both heartbreaking and funny.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing. Titus, stop eating and continue talking about what happened earlier."

John laughed for a long time; Titus's behavior just now was really funny, but he was also curious about what Titus had wanted to say earlier.

"That's all. It's just that Malfoy's father got Professor Hagrid expelled from the school and wanted to execute that winged beast."

Titus said this while picking at his food.

John didn't react much after hearing this. He didn't know the specifics of what happened that day, but his first thought was that it was reasonable.

After all, it is irresponsible to send a group of 13-year-olds to face a beast that could easily kill them without proper safety measures.

It's like a trainer bringing a tiger he's raised from a cub to a group of children without any protection.

The trainer found the tiger to be very docile and obedient, and said he could easily subdue it.

But to the tiger, it was a group of strangers invading its territory, and it only refrained from hissing because its trainer was comforting it.

As a result, the tiger was offended by the child it thought was safe, became stressed, and accidentally injured the child.

Who should be responsible for this?

It must be a trainer.

Do you expect a 13-year-old to behave like a soldier and obediently follow the "safety rules"?

Ultimately, whether the winged beast itself posed a safety hazard or Professor Hagrid's safety measures were inadequate, he didn't know.

Anyway, if it were in my previous life, if a tiger hurt someone, even if it was caused by the tourist's own recklessness, the tiger would have been shot or euthanized.

The person in charge of the park will also be held accountable and may even have the entire park shut down.

But in the magical world, perhaps the crime wouldn't warrant such punishment.

Because the process of learning knowledge here inherently carries a certain degree of risk, it all depends on how the instructors handle it.

This teaching accident might not be a big deal, since there are healing magic or potions, and scratches are as easy to heal as scrapes in the Muggle world.

It's just that Malfoy's father exaggerated this matter.