HP: Azkaban's Outstanding Graduate

Amidst the sympathetic glances of their classmates, the three hurriedly fled the auditorium.

Chapter 258 Wolf Owl

The Forbidden Forest was eerily quiet at night, especially around the safe house hidden by magic, as if even the wind had slowed its pace.

Sagles silently pushed open the heavy wooden door and led Remus Lupin into the room.

The flames in the fireplace danced lively, casting a warm glow that instantly dispelled the chill and dampness brought from the forest.

Beside a heavy wooden table, seven or eight figures had been waiting for a long time.

Some people were wrapped in hooded robes, hiding themselves deep in the shadows; others wore Muggle-style casual clothes, looking completely at ease, as if they were just attending an ordinary party.

As soon as the door opened, all eyes turned to them.

Several gazes were cast upon Lu Ping, who seemed a little uneasy. He immediately felt as if he had been carefully explored by an invisible hand.

Sagles went straight to the head of the long table and sat down, gesturing for Lupin to sit next to him.

His gaze swept steadily across the room, his voice deep and clear: "A new member."

No one showed any surprise, clearly indicating they had already received the news. Lu Ping thought to himself that this organization's operations were more rigorous and meticulous than he had imagined.

Sagrais then asked, "Would anyone be willing to introduce the new member?"

"Me! I'll do it!"

A clear, bright sound immediately rang out, contrasting sharply with the quiet atmosphere inside the room.

The kestrel even leaped up from its seat, a bright smile spreading across its face, appearing somewhat impatient.

Lupin couldn't help but mentally label the other person as "enthusiastic and lively"—a personality that seemed a bit strange, even out of place, in this seemingly serious organization.

"Welcome! I'm Red Falcon, you can also call me Lumina. Don't be nervous, everyone here is like-minded and easy to get along with!"

Lupin nodded cautiously.

Then, the falcon turned to the members around the long table and began to introduce them one by one:

"This is Nightingale, a Potions Master! She currently teaches Potions in Beauxbatons—she can brew any potion you need."

The nightingale nodded slightly to Lu Ping.

He quickly returned the greeting, while thinking to himself: This is probably the wolfsbane potion provider that Sagrais mentioned.

But Beauxbatons' potions professor? And so young? Could he have used some kind of special anti-aging potion...?

"This is Robin, who works for the International Department of Magical Transportation. No Floo Network line or Portkey record can escape her notice. And if she wanted to, modifying this information would be as easy as eating and drinking."

A very capable-looking woman nodded to Lupin.

He hurriedly returned the greeting, his mind racing with thoughts: International Magical Transportation Division? That was the core department that controlled the global wizarding mobile network.

The fact that the other party can arbitrarily modify the records of the Floo Network and the Gate Keys... suggests that she either has very high authority or is extremely capable.

But she doesn't look very old.

“Thunderbird, from Iphamoni, is one of the deans there! He is not only skilled at making wands, but also knows a great deal about magical creatures in North America.”

An elderly man with a dignified demeanor nodded to Lupin.

Lupin secretly breathed a sigh of relief: finally, someone who seemed to fit the image of a traditional master had arrived.

"Stork works in the Wizarding Gazette. He always seems to know about major events that haven't even happened yet."

A thin young man pushed up his glasses and nodded expressionlessly.

Lu Ping nodded in acknowledgment, while inwardly wondering whether the other person was the editor-in-chief or a reporter.

“Ms. Xuexiao, a very successful businesswoman, can help you get some things that are not easy to obtain through legitimate channels. Hmm... very wealthy.”

The elegantly dressed, noble-looking woman gracefully waved to Lupin.

Lupin thought to himself: The word "wealthy" was explicitly mentioned... It seems that this lady not only has astonishing wealth, but also extraordinary connections and methods.

“Swift, Gringotts’ best curse-breaker. Those ancient curses and vicious seals are all child’s play to him.”

"Red Falcon, don't exaggerate," the red-haired young man with a wolf-tail braid retorted with a laugh.

He casually leaned back in his chair and greeted Lupin.

Lupin nodded in response, thinking to himself: Gringotts' anti-magician? It seems he has a deep understanding of magical ruins.

"Hummingbird, the headmistress of the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries. Having her around is like having an extra talisman. It's practically like having an extra life."

A gentle-looking woman gave Lupin a friendly smile.

Lupin could hardly believe his ears: the recently appointed Dean of St. Mungo's? He was also a member of the Bronze Feathers.

Finally, Red Falcon patted his chest: "As for me, as you can see, a prophet! A core member of the Bronze Feather. As a welcome gift, I can give you a free divination!"

Lupin was somewhat bewildered by the series of introductions and could only try his best to remember each person's code name and characteristics, and respond politely to each one.

He never imagined that such a vast power was hidden behind Sagres.

Although fewer in number than the Order of the Phoenix, they are all elites from different fields, and their influence extends all over the world.

Any one of them alone would be enough to cause a stir in the magical world.

At this moment, Sagles' words drew Lupin's attention back: "As is customary, you can choose a code name for yourself, or you can use your real name directly."

Lupin, feeling the gazes of the crowd, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Wolf Owl. My code name is Wolf Owl."

This choice cleverly blends his past constraints with his expectation of rebirth.

"Alright, alright, the important business is finally over!"

Suddenly, the hawk pulled a shimmering crystal ball and a stack of dark red stone tarot cards from its pocket and approached with a smile.

"Come, wolf owl, here's your newbie gift pack! Let me show you what lies hidden in the fog of your destiny!"

She warmly sat down opposite Lupin and placed the crystal ball between them.

The other members also cast curious glances, and even Sagres watched the scene with great interest, recalling when he first entered the Bronze Feather.

The falcon's fingertips lightly traced the surface of the crystal ball, as it softly chanted an indistinct incantation, as if whispering to an unseen being.

In Lu Ping's eyes, that appearance did seem somewhat eccentric, even carrying the air of a charlatan.

A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes, and just when everyone thought she had finished her divination, Red Falcon exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh dear, it seems you are more suited to Tarot!"

Amidst the disapproving looks from the crowd, she put away the crystal ball, picked up the heavy stack of tarot cards again, and closed her eyes to concentrate.

A deep silence fell over the safe house, broken only by the crackling of the burning wood in the fireplace and the subtle rustling of the tarot cards being flipped and turned.

After a long while, she opened her eyes, and four tarot cards flew out automatically and placed in front of Lu Ping.

“‘The Hanged Man’…” She turned to the first page, her voice slightly somber, “Sacrifice and waiting, seeing the world from a different perspective… This is a reflection of your past.”

She drew a second card, placing it alongside the first.

"The Moon. Illusions, fears, subconscious turmoil, and untamed beastly instincts... This is a theme that runs through your life, an eternal lesson you must face and overcome."

When the third card was drawn, she paused slightly, and her voice held a hint of wariness: "...'The Tower.' Sudden upheaval and destruction, the shaking of the foundation... but it also means destruction before construction."

Finally, she slowly placed the fourth card over the "Tower," her brows gradually furrowing.

""grim Reaper"……"

On the card, a skeleton knight, holding a banner and riding a white horse, descends, bringing an inevitable end.

The kestrel raised its head, its brows already furrowed without it even realizing it.

"Your future is inextricably linked to an end. It could be the demise of your body, the collapse of the old order, or the forced conclusion of a life. But... something's not right."

She added softly, her tone tinged with confusion, "The cards seem to have been interfered with by some force, becoming blurry. Hmm... but it's okay, tarot readings are inherently obscure, this time it might be... fate itself is somewhat hesitant."

Lupin was stunned. He hadn't expected the other party to be so capable, at least much more reliable than Bere Laurie.

And what the other person just said is a true reflection of myself, isn't it?

Lupin was still somewhat dazed, thinking about the final "Grim Reaper".

Sagrass spoke again, drawing Lupin's attention back to his thoughts: "Very well, now, introduce yourself to everyone, Wolf Owl."

Lupin nodded and stood up. "I am Remus Lupin, currently a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. I was once a werewolf, but with the help of Professor Greengrass, I have been freed from the curse of monthly transformations. However, to maintain my sanity, I still need to take wolfsbane regularly."

He chose to give nothing back.

Although everyone present used code names, they all showed their true faces; honesty is perhaps the best proof of their identity.

Moreover, no one seemed surprised when they heard that he was a werewolf.

He had barely finished speaking when Nightingale's voice came from across the long table: "My alchemy laboratory maintains a long-term production of various high-level potions. If you need a stable supply of wolfsbane, I can provide it for free."

Her tone was indifferent, as if it were nothing more than a trivial matter.

Lupin quickly expressed his gratitude, and everyone welcomed him.

Chapter 259 Newcomer Mission

Then, Nightingale turned to Sagres and calmly added, "In addition, I have successfully deciphered part of Nicolas Flamel's core alchemical manuscripts and am now able to independently concoct the 'elixir of immortality'."

The atmosphere in the room tensed slightly, and a barely perceptible glint flashed in everyone's eyes. Even Lu Ping unconsciously held his breath—the elixir of immortality?

No, you guys are playing this high-level game?

Sagras nodded slightly: "Very good. I will give you the Philosopher's Stone later, but its use must be strictly controlled, and all information must be kept secret to prevent unnecessary trouble. Furthermore, currently the organization will only provide the Thunderbird with the elixir of immortality."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Even the usually composed Thunderbird couldn't help but reveal a smile at this moment.

The elixir of immortality—something that so many people spend their entire lives searching for but never obtain—is now within reach.

Lupin sat in silence, his mind churning with thoughts.

Philosopher's stone?

The piece that belongs to Nicolas Flamel?