Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"Good morning, Mr. Hagrid," Wade said, looking up.

The grey eyes looked cold and peaceful, making the superficial impression in Hagrid's mind suddenly become concrete.

"Oh, you're... you're... Vader from Ravenclaw, right? Harry told me that you..." Hagrid looked at him curiously, then asked in confusion: "Uh... you should be a first-year?"

He looked at Wade and then at Professor Murray, obviously troubled.

Although Professor Murray smiled, his tone left no room for doubt as he said, "Weid is my student. I will take him to Hogsmeade to study alchemy."

Hagrid scratched his hair.

Although he didn't understand why he had to go to Hogsmeade to learn alchemy... after all, he was only in the third grade at school and hadn't even learned the basics of magic thoroughly. How could he know what conditions were required to learn alchemy?

So Hagrid hesitated for a moment and did not raise any more questions. He patted the Thestral's neck soothingly, and seemed to whisper something to it, then said, "Professor Murray, Wade, you can get in the car. This kid will take you to Hogsmeade. When it's over, it will take you back."

"Okay, thank you, Hagrid."

Professor Murray said politely. He boarded the carriage first and then said, "Come on, Wade."

After both of them were seated, the carriage creaked out of the school, stepping on the thin mist and the morning light. Behind them, Hagrid pushed hard against the huge oak door and closed it.

The Thestral stretched its black wings from time to time, as if it wanted to fly, but in the end it still walked quietly on the road.

"Can you see the Thestrals?" Professor Murray suddenly asked when he saw where Wade's gaze was.

"Ah."

"Who did you see die?" Professor Murray asked, and then immediately added: "Oh, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to answer it."

"... a Muggle friend." After a long while, Wade said, "Many years ago, he fell ill and died... I watched that scene happen, and his parents were in pain and despair, but there was nothing I could do..."

His eyes were dark and somewhat empty, as if he was still immersed in the grief of the time.

Professor Murray patted his back comfortingly and said softly, "I understand - the death of a friend is like losing a part of yourself, but time will slowly heal everything... Maybe your friend's parents have also come out of the haze and even have new children."

"Well... maybe that's the case..." Wade was a little absent-minded and said softly: "I hope so..."

The carriage moved forward in silence, and Hogsmeade village gradually emerged from the mist.

Because it was not Hogsmeade weekend, the small village seemed very quiet, with only two or three people in wizard robes walking on the street. From a distance, they saw the Three Broomsticks.

The window of the pub was filled with orange light, which looked warm and bright. Through the glass, I could see that there were many people inside, and it seemed that there were many customers there early in the morning.

Vader jumped off the carriage and looked back.

"Go in, kid - I'll go in two minutes later." Professor Murray said as he sat in the car: "If everything goes well, I won't have to show up. But if that guy is late, don't hesitate, just fire him... Humph, just a werewolf... I'll introduce you to a better one."

The old man's protective and overbearing words made Wade laugh. He nodded and said, "Of course, I remember that, Professor."

When I pushed the door open, the sound of wind chimes rang out. The tavern was brightly lit in the morning, and two hungover wizards were lying on the table, probably asleep.

A graceful lady was standing at the bar, directing a rag to wipe the table herself. When she heard the sound, she immediately smiled warmly, but when she saw that the person was a student who was obviously not up to the height requirement, she walked over with some surprise.

"Child, isn't today the Hogsmeade weekend? Did you sneak out of school?" She walked over and asked seriously.

"I have an appointment to meet someone here. I have already applied to the professor." Wade said. He had already seen the wizard sitting in the corner. He nodded: "Excuse me, ma'am. Please give me a non-alcoholic drink."

After saying that, he walked towards the corner.

Remus Lupin, this man was even more haggard and older than he had imagined, and it seemed that he must have had a hard time in recent years. He looked at Wade approaching, his eyes gradually widened, and his originally calm face showed obvious astonishment.

"You...you are..."

"Weide Grey." Weide held out his hand and said, "I think my father should have introduced him to you?"

"Yes, yes..." Lupin shook his hand awkwardly, "He said you had some business that needed help, but I thought... uh... I thought you should be older..."

"I can understand that many people think first-year students don't know anything."

Wade said, choosing to sit opposite Lupin. The awkward thing was that the bar chairs were quite high, and when he sat on them, his feet were hanging in the air.

Wade supported himself on the chair, moved back, and looked at Lupin nonchalantly: "Let me introduce myself again. I am Wade Grey, the inventor of the Book of Friends, and a first-year student at Hogwarts. I think you also know that this invention has brought me considerable profits. I will have other cooperation with Aslan Magic Workshop in the future - ah, thank you, ma'am."

"Please enjoy."

The tavern owner, Ms. Rosmerta, smiled, put a glass of butter beer on Wade's table, looked at Lupin again, and then left. After Wade thanked him, he looked at the yellow color and cream-like foam and suddenly fell silent.

——Butterbeer is actually a non-alcoholic beverage?

What was it that knocked him down last time? Was it really just two chocolates with liqueur fillings?

— Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Butterbeer must contain alcohol, otherwise why would it be called beer?

Perhaps the lady did not hear his request clearly.

Wade retracted his gaze, recalled, and returned to the previous topic: "--So I need an agent to communicate with the Aslan Magic Workshop on my behalf. In addition, because my personal learning progress far exceeds what is currently taught in school, I also need a magic teacher."

Lupin thought about the content of the job advertisement: "-You want to learn the Patronus Charm? And the Animagus?"

"Not only that." Wade said, "There are also Disillusionment Charms, Apparition Charms, and memory spells, etc. I want to learn all the magic that I don't understand."

Lupin was silent for a moment, but still asked: "--including the Dark Arts?"

Chapter 86 Contract, Garlon

Wade had thought about this question a long time ago, and asked calmly: "Do you also know the dark arts?"

"...some." Lupin hesitated and did not hide it.

Wade nodded. "I read in a book that during the Wizarding War, the Ministry of Magic approved the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curses against the Death Eaters. Dark magic intended to harm can also be used to protect others. This shows that the properties of magic are secondary. The key is the person who uses it."

"The reason why black magic is evil is that it will silently corrode the user's heart." Lupin was afraid that he would mislead minors, so he hurriedly explained: "And black magic is extremely dangerous and uncertain. Once it gets out of control, it will cause serious harm to others and to yourself - that's why Hogwarts prohibits students from learning and using black magic."

"I see." Wade said, "If you accept the offer, you will be my teacher. If you think I should not learn the Dark Arts, then you don't have to teach me."

Lupin smiled slightly relieved.

He had thought that a person who became famous at a young age would be arrogant, but he did not expect that the boy in front of him was surprisingly rational and able to accept other people's opinions.

This is a really good start.

At this time, Professor Murray pushed the door open and came in. He glanced around the bar, without deliberately looking at Wade and the others, but sat at a nearby table and ordered a glass of mead.

"If I accept this job, what should I do now?" Lupin asked, "How should we conduct magic teaching in school?"

"We'll talk about that later." Wade took out a roll of parchment from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "Take a look at this contract first. If you can accept the terms above, sign your name. Only then will the contract be officially concluded."

Lupin's expression became serious. He unfolded the parchment and read it one by one.

The content of the contract is very simple. The matters of entrustment are no different from what we just discussed. It also stipulates that the agent (Lupin) has the obligations to safeguard the interests of the principal (Vader), keep the principal's secrets, and not cause harm to the principal. He needs to help the principal purchase alchemical materials and magic items. His duties as a tutor are to impart knowledge, formulate appropriate teaching plans, and do his best to protect the safety of students during their magic studies.

Lupin nodded secretly in his heart - this was all natural.

Later, when he saw the agency fee, Lupin was stunned and wondered if it was written wrong.

"The basic salary is 30 Galleons per week?" He said in surprise. "That's three times what's in the job ad."

"Yes." Wade nodded. "Agents get 10 Galleons per week, and tutors get 20 Galleons. That's the basic salary. In addition, you can get a certain commission for the transactions you're responsible for."

Lupin was even more surprised when he heard this. He continued to unfold the parchment and saw that there were indeed detailed regulations on this matter at the back.

Of course, it was also written at the end of the contract that if he failed to perform his duties diligently and caused additional losses to the client, Wade had the right to terminate the contract unilaterally.

Wade knew that given Lupin's situation, he would agree even if he was offered a very low salary, after all, not many people would be willing to hire a dangerous werewolf. Lupin's stronger moral standards than ordinary people also did not allow him to gain benefits by committing crimes.

However, low wages, contracts and morality can only make Lupin fulfill his duties, but not his wholehearted efforts. The role that Vader needs Lupin to play is not a worker who is exploited to the point of running around, but a teacher who can teach him everything he knows, a comrade who can accompany him to face danger, and a partner who can be entrusted to him at home.

All of this cannot be achieved without a high sense of responsibility and identity.

If Galleons could buy the loyalty of such wizards, Vader would not hesitate to empty his coffers. But the fact was that if he offered a higher salary, Lupin might think he was up to something bad.

Lupin looked at the contract again and again, and couldn't help but hesitate: "This... this is too high."

He originally just wanted to find a job with a weekly salary of 10 Galleons, which was barely enough to support his life. The salary, which was far beyond his expectations, made him a little nervous.

"I expect you to bring me corresponding rewards." Wade thought for a moment and said, "If not, I will fire you next month!"

This threatening yet childish remark actually made Lupin feel relieved. He smiled and said gently, "It seems that I must give my 200% work attitude to satisfy my boss."

——Or maybe, once his werewolf identity is exposed, he will be fired immediately?

Lupin thought to himself, he lowered his head and carefully signed his name on the contract.

Wade also signed his name, and the contract was concluded.

Wade took out the new version of the Book of Friends and the Soft Light Badge from his bag and said, "Now, let me tell you about my new creation. Mr. Marchionne, the owner of Aslan's Magic Workshop, will be at the Three Broomsticks in about half an hour, and I think you should be ready before then."

Lupin looked at those things blankly: "The agent's work...is about to begin?"

"Of course." Wade raised his eyebrows and tapped his friend's book with his fingers, "--I always race against time."

……

Soon after, Marchionne arrived.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Professor Murray and Wade sitting at two tables, and he understood the current situation with just a glance. So he pretended not to see Professor Murray and greeted Wade in the corner enthusiastically.

Later, Marchionne learned that Lupin was Vader's agent. He completely ignored the werewolf's tattered robes and dejected look, and entered the docking work state without any obstacles. He praised the Soft Light Badge and even felt that he valued it more than the Book of Friends.

"You finally understand the true meaning of making money, Vader."

Since Professor Murray was right behind him, Marchionne blinked and spoke in a low voice, promising eagerly: "Next time you have this kind of product, you must come to me! I promise that I will give you the highest price! No one can ever offer you a higher price than me - because those stupid guys can't understand the greatness of this work at all!"

The brown-haired wizard came and left in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye he was gone like a gust of wind, without even touching a sip of the butterbeer he ordered.

"So... is this the end?" Lupin's face was still a little confused.

"Well, you have to get used to it. I told you--" Vader said in a good mood: "We race against time."

Lupin was stunned for a moment and asked, "So what should we do now?"

"There's no rush."

Vader gave Lupin a friend's book for contact and handed him a bag of Galleons.

"Here's your first week's pay. I thought you could... uh... take care of yourself first?"

……

Professor Murray drank the mead slowly, squinting at his students.

The young man smiled and talked to the wizard opposite him. It was rare for him to show such high spirits - confident, determined, calm, and as dazzling as the rising sun.