Ani's gaze seemed to have some kind of strength, and the smashed Lockhart shrank his neck, pressing his body a little shorter.

It was almost suppression from the source of the bloodline.

If it had been a change of place, Lockhart's heart would have been full of jealousy, but since the smell changed, he hadn't slept well for more than ten days, and every time he closed his eyes, he would be woken up by his own "stink".

Lockhart had tried the Water of Life and Death, and the potion did make him more sleepy, but it still couldn't withstand the power of the stench.

He had never imagined that insomnia would be so hard, and if it weren't for the wizard's stronger spirit, Lockhart might have died suddenly a few days ago.

The extreme dilemma stirred his brain, and the whole person was confused, and even his thinking seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was extremely laborious to operate.

Therefore, Ini's miracle made Lockhart feel more at ease, as long as he could get a good night's sleep, no, even if he could sleep for two hours straight, he would be willing to give half of his fortune.

But I don't know if it was because he was too sleepy, but he noticed that Ani's expression seemed to be a little ...... Twist?

Ani's toes kept scratching in her boots, and she felt the urge to leave immediately.

The diffuse smell on Lockhart's body was not an additional smell from the outside world, but originated in his armpits.

In the West, the fox smell is an almost incomprehensible existence, not to mention that it has undergone an extraordinary enhancement......

Luckily, this is only temporary, and it won't take long for it to return to normal after about a week.

But before that, he has to help the other party solve the problem of not being able to sleep peacefully, otherwise I'm afraid that before the smell dissipates, that guy will either blow himself to pieces with magic ***, or become silent.

Eni blinked, maybe that was the real reason why Dumbledore had asked him to help Lockhart solve the problem?

Quickly parsed all the runes on the left side of Lockhart's shoulder, then Aini took out a large jar from his pocket, thought about it and took out a few thin-necked bottles, divided the liquid medicine and threw it to Lockhart.

"Powerful life and death water, each can help you sleep for more than eight hours, enough for you to last until the smell dissipates."

Aini had a way to get rid of his troubles faster, but it was too much of a hassle.

"I've used this thing, and the water of life and death isn't enough to put me to sleep......

Lockhart muttered, scrambling to catch the potion that Aini had thrown over, but when he looked up, the figure of the other party was almost submerged in the Forbidden Forest.

Cut, the consultation fee is confiscated, and you don't need to use it.

Aini pouted, there is still business today, and if you don't hurry up, you will be late.

……

"Sorry, I waited."

The Leaky Cauldron Bar was as dark as ever, and although they had never met before, the unique aura of the other party still made Ani find the owner at once.

"I've just arrived, too, and it's nice to meet you, Professor Scamander."

In a cheerful tone, the man stood up, his right arm raised as if to shake Aini's hand, but then put it back with some weakness.

"Me too, Mr. Lupin."

After noticing the man's small movements, the curvature of Aini's mouth widened a little, and he knew what Lupin was thinking about-

For most wizards, shaking hands with a werewolf is unthinkable.

But obviously, Aini didn't care about this, and after taking the initiative to reach out and shake the other party, the two sat down with a smile.

"Sherry? Or mead?"

Ani had some good wine in her pocket, but that wasn't appropriate in someone else's bar.

"Honey bar, Jaime used to have to load several large barrels of mead before he would come to school."

At the mention of Harry's father, Lupin's eyes were in a trance, the image of his friends swimming freely in Hogwarts was still deeply in his mind, and now whenever the moon was full, he could only endure it alone and silently, with no one else around him.

Lupin looked at Ani's back as she went to order food, and there was a deep gratitude in his eyes.

Harry hadn't seen his father's best friend in more than a decade.

On the one hand, Dumbledore had instructed him not to intervene in Harry's life; On the other hand, Lupin's childhood experience made him reluctant to let his best friend's orphan come into contact with any werewolves, including himself.

In fact, even though making friends at Hogwarts made Lupin's temperament much brighter, to this day, the bite of Fenrir Greyback is still the deepest nightmare of his night.

This makes it impossible for Lupin to face up to his werewolf identity now, just as he is ashamed to summon the hairy patronus in front of people.

On several occasions, he tried to meet his old friend's son, but he was unable to make the trip, and he did not offer Harry any help.

So when Ani did what Lupin wanted to do and didn't, he was both guilty and grateful.

The soft clatter of trays against the table interrupted Lupin's musings, and Old Tom turned to the bar, muttering, "The Scamander boy became a professor at Hogwarts?" But how do I remember that he is not yet an adult......

Ani casually took off the professor's badge on his chest, and his mission for the day was over.

Lupin opened his mouth, he was the most well-behaved of the marauders, but thinking about what the other party had done, he swallowed back the words of persuasion and picked up the small wine bottle in the tray.

It's still the moon today, so you can drink a little more.

……

Looking at Hedwig, who had soared into the sky and quickly blended with the white clouds, Harry let out a long exhale.

Although tomorrow is Christmas, in order to allow time for his first partner to come back, he still sent gifts to his home.

The boy missed the place he had wished he had never returned to a few months ago, when a rush of footsteps came from behind him.

"Ha, Harry, Hermione said Aini was waiting for you in the classroom."

After seeing Harry, Ron said breathlessly as he leaned against the wall, looking down at his slightly bulging belly, Ron felt like he needed to exercise.

Saying goodbye to his friend who didn't want to move for a while, Harry made his way down to the familiar classroom.

When he pushed the door open, he saw a person who looked strange, but somehow showed a sense of familiarity.

Man.

Down-and-out man.

Some old, down-and-out men.

Some old and down-and-out men who seem to be very kind to themselves.

While looking at each other, Harry Xun marked many labels for each other in his heart, but he still couldn't find any faces similar to him in his mind.

"Hello, Harry, my name is Remus John Lupin, and I know you...... Father."

Lupin wanted to tell Harry that he was his father's best friend, but it occurred to the man that if Harry asked himself, why had he never appeared in front of him since he was a best friend?

How should I answer that?

Then the words in his heart changed from a close friend to a friend, and when the words came out, only dry friends remained, and remorse and guilt burned his heart.

In the midst of his torment, he looked up, only to find that Harry's face was inexplicably surprised, and his green eyes, which were exactly the same as Lily's, were shining as if there was light.

This light shines because of him!