People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 163 Dragon Pox? Dragon Plague Syphilis
Anemon, who looks exactly like a young version of Michelle Yeoh, has a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

She was not opposed to Sophie's arrival.

All she needed was a closer relationship with a famous SGE member and the principal, Bajeel.

He is indispensable to SGE.

She doesn't care whether this member is a professor or a student, hopeless or forever.

So, she made a suggestion without hesitation, "Competition for answering questions often requires rewards. For this reward, I suggest -"

However, Anemon did not anticipate how foolish and eager Sophie would be.

Before she finished her words, Sophie posted in the group, "If I guessed right, can I be with you, Bajir, in real life?"

"Let the principal and the one who guessed correctly go on a one-on-one date for a week." In reality, Anemon's words just ended.

Sophie tilted her head when she heard all this, "Huh?"

"What did you say?" Anemon's mouth twitched.

Beatrice snorted. "She is hopeless and shameless. She wants to be with the prince in real life—"

Her cheeks blushed slightly and she hinted with clapping sounds.

"You guys~" Anemon sighed, turned into a butterfly, and flew out of the room through the window.

Sophie wondered, "Why did the professor leave?"

Beatrice raised her eyebrows. "Of course the hopelessness you bring is too disgusting."

The silk-gloved little hand fanned the delicate nose.

"It stinks."

The two started an offline battle.

He didn't pay any attention to what Bagel said because of Sophie's vicious words.

Of course, the same is true for Ariana.

She almost never paid attention to the group.

In that small carriage, she was having a hot affair with Hermione, and, it must be said, Fleur as well.

There was something endearing about Ariana.

She acted as a glue, allowing Fleur and Hermione, who looked down on each other, to communicate normally.

Fleur learned that Hermione knew nothing about the existence of the Dream Kingdom and the chat group that spanned the world.

Hermione also knew their names and origins.

"What? Your last name is Dumbledore!"

"Merlin's flowered trousers! You are a student of Nico Flamel!"

But judging by Hermione's expression, she was more surprised by the latter.

The previous second, she was an old French woman with a pretty face but spoke with a voice that sounded like she was spitting.

The next second, a mentor who is both beautiful and wise.

This was how Hermione's opinion of Fleur changed.

Her body leaned forward and her words flowed like a machine gun.

Furong was startled and shrank back unconsciously, "Stop, stop, stop. If you have any questions, come back one by one."

Ariana, the glue that bonded the two, was left out.

So, she projected her consciousness into the group and began to look at the chat records.

Ariana: "What? Sophie ruined the quiz!"

She couldn't help but complain in the group.

She saw that after Sophie's words, Basil sighed, "Forget it. Let me be frank. You can think of Tonks as a weakened version of Umbridge in the fifth novel."

"You will see her in the guest of honor table in a moment."

Then came the criticisms of Sophie by other people in the group.

Bella's reaction was the most intense.

Because of the previous sneak peek incident, she replaced Sophie's position in the group.

He also became the only group member without the [Dream Mark].

Every time Bella saw Madison showing off her wizard robe, Zoe flipping through the magic book with animated pictures, or Beatrice drinking the beauty potion, her eyes would tear up and she would feel anxious.

Although she can buy it through the group store, it also needs to be put on the shelves by Bagir.

After all, Bagel doesn't know as much about girls' things as Narcissa.

So, in order to restore her status in the group, Bella criticized Sophie from head to toe, even criticizing Sophie's indescribable postures, saying they were a bit rude and lowered the tone of the group.

After seeing this, Ariana's brain froze and she couldn't get up again.

Elsewhere, Harry, Ron and Ginny were busy exchanging Chocolate Frog cards.

The food carts had come.

This time Harry didn't buy three of everything.

He didn't want to act childish in front of his father's friend, his future professor.

So, in front of the woman whose eyes lit up at meeting a regular customer, Harry simply hastily selected some chocolate frogs, pumpkin pies, and pot cakes.

After the woman walked away with a sullen face, Ron eagerly took the pot cake.

After tasting it, he frowned and asked, "Why doesn't it taste the same as before?"

"How disappointing! Can Peter's escape from prison affect the taste of food?"

Far away in the Black Forest of Albania, Peter Pettigrew sneezed.

"Hey!" Harry looked at Lupin quickly and then scolded.

Lupin waved his hand, "I'm not that fragile."

But the atmosphere in the car suddenly became quiet.

If Ginny hadn't been so considerate, she would have waved a chocolate picture in pretended surprise and said, "I drew Paracel! A famous alchemy genius from the 15th century! His name is so long: Philippus Aurelius Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim."

They will probably stay in a daze until they arrive at the station.

Instead of exchanging cards like we do now.

Lupin would occasionally comment on the characters in the cards, "His full name is Aberric Glenion, a wizard inventor from the 19th century. His most famous invention is the dung bomb, a magical stink bomb that emits a rotten smell."

"But James doesn't really like playing with it, unless it's against Snape."

"Because it would get the grey-brown clay on his hands, and he wouldn't be able to ruffle his hair and pretend he just got off a broom."

"Toucelle of the Exploding Spell. She is very powerful. With the Exploding Spell she invented, she became the champion of the 1430 All-England Wizarding Duel Tournament."

"Sirius loved using it. It made the grease on Snape's head crackle."

"Archibald Alderton, he's a legend!"

"James always wanted to leave his name in history like him. He used magic to make a birthday cake, but ended up blowing up the Hampshire village of Little Droppin."

"The most amazing thing is that the explosion only destroyed the building and no one was hurt."

"Gunhilda of Gothmoor."

"A one-eyed, hunchbacked witch, the prototype of witches in fairy tales."

"Invented a treatment for dragon pox."

"It's a shame, if it had come earlier, Chauncey Aldridge wouldn't be dead."

"Ah, Bridget Wenlock. She's most interesting." "She's the one that interests me most."

"But it's not her achievement that interests me - being the first to discover the magical properties of the number seven."

"Although most Ravenclaws claim that she is from Ravenclaw."

"But she is actually from Hufflepuff, which is incredible (the carriage next to her used magic to eavesdrop, and Tonks, who is from Hufflepuff, clenched her fists). After graduation, she has been studying arithmetic and has become a knowledgeable and famous arithmetician."

"All magical researchers are very protective of their discoveries."

"But she was obsessed with it to the point of obsession."

"All the research was written entirely in invisible ink, with the sentences written upside down, left to right, and in very illegible handwriting."

"No, not just research, to be exact, she only has invisible ink at home."

"Even if you send a blessing letter, the content is invisible."

"But she is careless."

“I often forget where I put those little pieces of paper with invisible notes on them.”

"Thus, she could often be seen retracing her steps in Dingworth, Wenlock's hometown, casting a revealing spell on every scrap of paper she encountered in order to find the results of her lost Arithmancy calculations."

"But the story of her discovery of the magical properties of the number seven is perhaps the most famous."

"She wrote down her famous theory in invisible ink while having breakfast one morning."

"But soon she forgot where she had written her theory."

"Then on the same day, she wrote another letter to her cousins."

"After the letter was sent, she couldn't find her theory at home, and suddenly thought of a possibility: maybe her theory was written on the back of the envelope."

"Without hesitation, she grabbed a broom and managed to catch up with the owl that was delivering the letter."

"But we all know how reliable owls are. They won't hand over letters to anyone other than the intended recipient."

"Even if it's his own master asking for it."

"After being pecked and scratched several times by the owl, Wenlock had to fly with the owl to her cousin's home in John O'Groats, 600 miles away. Then she took the letter back from her cousin and cast a revealing spell on it."

"It turns out there was something on the back of the letter, but it was just a cake recipe."

"Then, she quickly flew 600 miles back to Dingworth's home to look for him."

"It was lying on her kitchen table on top of a sugar bag."

Ron said, "That's so Ravenclaw! Is she really a Hufflepuff?"

Ginny: "Her cousins ​​must be surprised."

Harry, however, stroked his chin and asked a question that had nothing to do with Bridget Wenlock, "Dragon pox? What is it?"

Lupin was a little surprised, but still replied: "It is an infectious disease among wizards and witches. It has the risk of being fatal."

“There is still no cure.”

"As well as scarring, the disease can also cause a permanent blue discoloration on the patient's skin."

"In addition to this, in some milder cases, patients develop a green and purple rash between the toes and sparks come out of their nostrils when they sneeze."

Harry's mind immediately thought of fantasy novels, "Rash and sparks?"

"Could it be that the rash is actually scales that haven't grown, and the sparks are because the fire dragon's fire-breathing glands are starting to grow in the neck?"

"That's why it's called Dragon Pox!"

"It actually came from the fire dragon!"

Lupin nodded. "Yes, the Chauncey Aldridge I just mentioned was the first case of dragon pox. He was an expert in studying dragons. He was infected with the disease due to close contact with the Peruvian Venomous Dragon and eventually died."

When talking about close contact, Lupin's eyes wandered and his words were hesitant.

If you close your eyes and listen, you might think that Quirrell's ghost has resurrected in him.

"Charlie!" Ron exclaimed.

"He's in Romania studying dragons!" Ginny was also very worried.

Lupin comforted, "It's not an easy disease to get. To be precise, Charlie is safe."

"Chauncey Aldridge is the only dragon scholar to suffer from this condition."

"Why?" Ron and the other two asked curiously.

Lupin stammered, "Because they take precautions."

Ron and Ginny were still confused.

But Harry's sense of déjà vu grew stronger. There was no cure or preventive measure for the disease between wizards and witches.

He blurted out, "Syphilis?"

The muscles on Lupin's face stiffened, but he was never good at saying no, especially when facing Lily's eyes and James' face.

He could only grit his teeth and say, "Yes, the scientific name of dragon pox is 'dragon syphilis'."

Harry felt like throwing up. "Just like syphilis actually came from Africans and gorillas?"

Lupin shook his head. "You should be talking about AIDS. I have also lived in the Muggle world. It may not necessarily come from gorillas, but may also come from the local long-tailed monkeys. To be precise, long-tailed monkeys are more likely. They are petite and easier to control (Tonks's eyes became even more contemptuous)."

Ahhh, as soon as those words came out, Lupin wanted to commit suicide.

What he said, about James and Lily's child.

But he just couldn't say no, and as he looked at James' face, his mouth opened and closed unconsciously, and the words came out.

The thing he is worst at is controlling himself, and his brain-blocking skills are also average.

Harry's eyes glazed over.

Lupin did not deny it, but simply changed the subject and emphasized the difference between syphilis and AIDS.

In other words, the original dragon plague syphilis actually came from wizards and dragons. Hi!
The Peruvian Venomfang is indeed the smallest of all fire dragons. Oh!
Harry suppressed his nausea. "It's just the first case, isn't it? The subsequent dragon pox patients didn't get it this way, did they?"

Lupin nodded repeatedly, "Yes. The back is where the wizards and witches' rooms are."

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Ron rolled his eyes.

Through his understanding of Harry, he keenly noticed that something was wrong.

Everyone's attention was clearly on Wenlock, but Harry was thinking about dragon pox.

All these things were connected in his mind.

The brain starts to work rapidly.

A memory that was imprinted deep in my mind began to surface.

It was a cold winter in the warm humble house.

Dad was eating bread with onion soup. He looked at the newspaper and said contemptuously, "Dragon Pox? These so-called pure-blood nobles are really confused."

"I remember Abraxas Malfoy also died of dragon pox."

"I really hope to hear the bad news about Lucius Malfoy when I wake up tomorrow."

Thinking of this, Ron stood up, "I know! Harry, you are wondering why Abraxas Malfoy died of dragon pox, a disease that has a cure!"

Swish!
The door opened suddenly.

Draco Malfoy, muscular and dressed in Greek style, appeared at the door.

Two fat guys followed behind him.

"What? I heard you calling my grandpa's name as soon as I got here!"

(End of this chapter)