Ivan carried his suitcase and boarded the train, and since he arrived relatively early, there were not many people on the train, and most of the boxes were empty.

Ivan didn't find an empty box to sit in at random, but looked for someone on the train, and when he opened the last compartment, he happened to see a middle-aged wizard placing a suitcase.

The wizard wore a patched shabby robe, had light gray hair, looked tall and thin, and looked very pale on the sides, as if he could be blown down by the wind at any moment.

Remus John Lupin!

Ivan recognized the identity of the wizard in front of him at a glance, he would appear here at this time period, and he was the only one dressed up this time.

Noticing the knock in the doorway, Lupin turned his head and looked at Ivan.

"Hello, Professor Lupin, may I sit here?" Ivan nodded politely.

"Ahh Of course, feel free! Lupin was stunned, looking a little restrained, he remembered that there were still a lot of spare cars on the train.

Because of his own experience, Lupin deliberately chose an unmanned compartment at the back of the car, but he didn't expect someone to follow him as soon as he came in and put his suitcase.

Lupin sat in the corner as much as he could, watched Ivan sit on the opposite side, and asked out loud with some curiosity.

"Can you tell me which house you are a student at? And how did you know that I was a professor? ”

"I'm Ivan Hals of Gryffindor, and as for your identity, of course, it's from your suitcase." Ivan pointed to the luggage rack above, his name on Lupin's suitcase.

"Also, I think you're the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor! Because this position happens to be vacant, isn't it? Ivan talked eloquently, he needed Lupin's help, and naturally he had to make the other party impress him.

"Wonderful!" Lupin applauded and said appreciatively. "You're very smart, and if I hadn't listened to you, I'd have thought you were a Ravenclaw."

"By the way, your name is Ivan Hals? The genius little wizard who made the wolf poison potion? Winner of the Order of Merlin? ”

Lupin suddenly thought of something, took out a daily Prophet from his patched robes, and was about to open it to confirm it, but stopped.

Because Lupin saw that Ivan had a shiny medal hanging on his chest, which was very dazzling, and obviously there was no need to confirm it anymore.

"That's me, Professor!" Ivan nodded reservedly, the reason why he was so angry today and kept wearing the Merlin Medal was so that Lupin could recognize him and make it easy to contact.

"It's amazing, it's hard to believe that you can do something at such a young age that many Potions masters can't." Lu Ping looked at the little wizard in front of him, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and said with emotion.

He felt that the surprise in his life was probably not as much as this day.

"It's not that they can't do it, it's just that these Potions Masters don't care much about the current state of werewolf wizards in the wizarding world." Ivan shook his head and retorted.

"yes, who cares about the safety of a bunch of werewolves?" Lupin smiled bitterly, so many years of wandering life made Lupin extremely aware of the prejudice of normal wizards against werewolf wizards.

Every time he goes to a new place, everyone can get along with each other when no one knows his identity, and it is not difficult to find a job.

But because he would run out of control every full moon night, even if he could estimate the time to hide in a place where no one was, it was difficult to hide the disturbance.

So every time it didn't take long for him to reveal his identity and be forcibly expelled, very few people were willing to accept a werewolf, which was why he wandered around the Ministry of Magic, after all, he couldn't stay anywhere for long.

Because of this, Lupin became more and more curious about Ivan.

"Can you tell me why you wanted to develop this potion?" Lupin asked.

Ivan repeated the excuse he made in an interview with Rita Skeeter, indicating that he lived in Tumbledown Alley and often came into contact with werewolves, and knew a lot about them and had deep sympathy for them.

He understood that werewolf wizards were not as brutal as the legend suggests, and that many of them had been victims of werewolf attacks, and in normal conditions they were no doubt that they were ordinary wizards.

Ivan was very sincere, although he had a certain purpose, but more than that, he was sincere.

He'd come into contact with werewolves like Walker and Flon in Tumbledown, and they honestly did odd jobs in Tumbledown Alley for a meager salary to survive, much better than the treacherous, cunning dark wizards in Tumbledown Alley.

Ivan's words made Lupin feel good for a while, and he sighed and said.

"If only the other wizards thought the way you did, those werewolves would be much better, and not so many werewolf wizards would go astray."

Lupin recalls the werewolf wizards he met during his wanderings, who were so rejected and disgusted by the wizarding world that they couldn't find a job to support themselves, so they could only steal and rob for a living, and many of them eventually became deformed and distorted and became outright dark wizards.

There are many such werewolves, which once again exacerbates the rejection of them by normal wizards, and the continuous cycle creates a knot that cannot be untied.

"I think that's definitely going to change in the future." Ivan comforted and said,

"Yes, with the wolf poison potion you developed, it should be fine in the future! It just takes some time. Lupin broke free from the memory and smiled at Ivan.

Although Lupin is well aware that it is impossible for the wizarding world to accept werewolf wizards with wolf poison potions alone, at least it is slowly getting better, isn't it?

Then the two talked about other things, and it was not until the train was about to leave that Lupin stopped sleepily.

As a poor wandering werewolf, he really didn't have the extra money to stay at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, so he slept in the neighborhood these days, and now he was really sleepy.

Lupin curled up in the corner and took a nap with another shabby robe as a quilt.

Ivan didn't want to waste time in the car, so he took out a profound potions book from his suitcase and flipped through it, taking notes from time to time.

Lupin squinted slightly, taking this scene in his eyes, and had a clear idea of how hard Ivan was trying, no wonder he could develop a potion at such an age.

Hals, if you were still alive, you would be proud of your children, wouldn't you?

The figure of someone flashed through Lupin's mind, and it wasn't long before Lupin couldn't resist falling asleep...