The stranger covered his body and face with an extremely worn wizard's robe, which was patched in several places. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But judging from the small half of his face that showed at the collar, he was a little sickly-looking, and tired, and not very old, but his light brown hair was already mixed with gray hair.

The three of them walked into the carriage and sat down, and Roger, who walked last, closed the door.

He sat in a row with Hermione, and Harry sat across from them, next to the man.

"Professor R.J. Lupin?" Hermione whispered, looking up at the luggage rack on the man's head.

There was a small, worn-out box, tied with many ropes and neatly knotted. The words "Professor R.J. Lupin" were printed in the corner of the box, and the letters had peeled off.

"Is that Remus John Lupin?" Harry was surprised by the name, and craned his neck to look at the small half of Professor Lupin's face.

Roger took out the GG Sega handheld game console from his suitcase, pressed the power button, and said without raising his head: "You didn't recognize him at first? ”

Hermione frowned at the two friends' mime-like way of talking, "What are you talking about?

"It stands to reason that Blake should have been a guest when he moved to a new house..."Roger called up the Ninja Gaiden on the handheld, and played biubiubiu.

Hermione snatched the game console from the boy's hand in dissatisfaction, "Give it to me, you made it too loud, it will wake Professor Lupin." ”

As she spoke, the girl turned down the volume of the game console, but she didn't return it to Roger with a black belly, and lowered her head to play.

"Blake had just moved in and invited Lupin to come over, but you know, we weren't on holiday at the time. Harry shrugged his shoulders and said, "But Blake did tell me that he, Lupin, Peter, and my father were very good friends when they were at school. ”

"Yes, Marauders... Back then, it was a campus criminal gang that everyone knew about..."Roger, who had no game console to play, could only hold his pet pig and knead it boringly.

Professor Lupin, who was asleep by the window, moved, and Roger, who was aware of it, glanced at him with his eyelids, but the professor just twisted his head in the other direction, opened his mouth slightly, and went back to sleep.

"Don't say it so ugly," Harry said with some dissatisfaction, "My father just likes to play pranks... Aren't you the same?"

"That's why I said they were a criminal gang~" Roger leaned back in his chair and smiled at the little savior, Black certainly didn't tell Harry about those special bastards.

The Hogwarts Express made steady heading north, the scenery outside the window getting wilder and darker, and the clouds overhead getting thicker. Outside the door of their carriage, there were people walking back and forth incessantly.

Crookshank, also released from the basket by Roger, was now sitting peacefully in Hermione's lap, its flattened face staring intently at the small box that 'beeped' in its master's hand.

At one o'clock, the grocery cart plopped up to the door of their carriage, and the witch pushing the cart pushed the cart into the carriage as soon as she saw Roger.

"The old rules haven't changed, have they?" said the witch with a smile, and it was hard for her to remember the boy who chartered the bus every time.

"You're all pushed in, how inappropriate it is for me not to wrap it~" Roger also smiled and took out a handful of gold coins from his pocket.

The witch took the money and walked out without even taking the cart.

?? Harry reached for a snack from the food cart and nodded at Professor Lupin, "Do you think we should wake him up?" ”

?? Roger tossed the stockpile to the cart and told him to find something to eat, while he stood up and approached Professor Lupin.

??“ Hey... Wake up, it's time to eat!" He stretched out his finger and poked his torn body under his old robe, "Professor, Lupin, Remus?"

?? Lupin didn't move.

?? Approaching his face that could not erase the scars, a grim smile hung on the corner of Roger's mouth: "Anyway, tonight is the night of the full moon, right? How can someone sleep in the daylight of this day? Is there some fluffy little problem that needs to be solved at night~"

The patched robe slipped off Professor Lupin, revealing his tired, gray face, but his eyes glanced at Roger vigilantly, then at Harry and Hermione.

"I think you're Roger, Blake told me about you—" Lupin's voice was a little hoarse.

"Alright, no need to go on..."Roger interrupted the professor with a roll of his eyes, "That exhibitionist must have nothing good to say..."

"Shame on you, you're not qualified to comment on someone as an exhibitionist. Hermione, who was playing games next to her, was single-minded and complained strongly about her friends.

"But even I can't wander the streets naked..."Roger crossed his arms, and the second half of the sentence didn't come out, and Blake must have been unclothed when he turned into a dog!

Lupin understood Roger's voiceover, but he felt that he couldn't answer it, because every time he transformed, he would tear his clothes...

And because he is a werewolf, there are always a few uncomfortable days every month, so he can only do odd jobs, and sometimes he is recognized, and he can't even get a meager salary.

The imbalance in income and expenditure caused him to not even have the money to buy a decent dress...

Not only that, but he can't settle in one place for a long time, because he may be complained by the melon-eating masses who don't know the truth: "Please keep the dog well, the barking at night is unbearable." ”

"Why do you smell like a reservoir dog?

However, there are not many people like Roger who know what is going on and keep staring at Professor Lupin's face maliciously nonsense: "The hairs in your ears are so long... I've been putting up with it for a long time. ”

Lupin feels that he usually pays attention to personal hygiene, how can his ears grow hair... But out of worry, he couldn't help but pluck out his ears...

"Ha! You really believe it~" Roger grinned and handed over a large row of large pot scones: "I don't know if it's to your taste, but the car doesn't sell tender steaks, and this one is minced meat... If you don't want to eat, you can also pick any snacks in the car, you are welcome. ”

Lupin smiled dumbly, took the scone and took a bite: "You're just like Blake's evaluation, well... Something unusual..."

Harry bet on a chocolate frog, which was definitely not what his godfather had said.