The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

The next day.............

"To be honest, Sirius... I always thought Dumbledore was exaggerating what he said to me in the principal's office, but I thought about it all night last night and still couldn't figure it out... Can you really do such an abstract thing as telling me a bedtime story by my bed... You......"

Thorne took a deep breath at the dining table and sighed faintly.

"Well, I just think..." Sirius scratched his head awkwardly.

"You think it's good, don't think so next time... Really." Thorne said.

"Okay." Sirius was completely depressed.

"Wow, you all got up so early?" Draco came down from the second floor late, looking at the three people in pajamas who seemed not to leave the house all day and sighed.

"What? You should also change into pajamas. I killed 33 Death Eaters in your manor. Those people are probably looking for me... And you, Draco, you are the most dangerous." Thorne said this with a smile, which could scare Draco to death.

"...Oh my God..." Draco paused for a moment at the stairs, turned back to the bedroom, and changed into pajamas.

"Are there any activities today? We won't grow mushrooms if we stay here for a holiday?" Draco leaned on the sofa and murmured as if he had lost his soul.

"Hmm..." Thorne also echoed, and then saw an owl outside the window flying towards the house.

Thorne waved his hand and let it in.

"Who wrote to you?" Harry asked.

"Dumbledore, who else would write to me besides him?" Thorne said, giving the owl some money and putting it outside the window, and then closed the window again.

"Wait! There is another one!" Harry hurriedly stopped him.

"This is Hermione's owl. It should be a letter to me." Harry took the letter back and glanced at it, then pushed it in front of Thorne expressionlessly: "It's for you."

"Okay."

Thorne read both letters in turn and summarized them. Dumbledore said that the Triwizard Tournament would start next semester, so he should prepare himself and give Durmstrang and Beauxbatons a little shock of Hogwarts in the competition.

As for Hermione's... it was full of nonsense, meaningless.

"She knew you must be very sad to say that. Even if it's meaningless, she should have feelings." Harry retorted.

"You don't understand."

"The Triwizard Tournament... It's incredible. This thing actually started." Sirius shook his head and sighed.

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked.

"It's simple, it's dangerous. From the start of this competition to the ban, there were basically casualties in every session, so modern advancement was gradually banned, but this year it actually started. Tsk tsk tsk." Sirius replied.

"Will Thorne be in danger?" Draco asked.

"..............I understand your concern, but it's unnecessary." Thorne said with a smile.

".................Uh............."

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It's extremely boring to stay at home during the holidays and not be able to go out to play. Fortunately, there are Draco and Harry in the house, who can talk nonsense with each other and provide a little entertainment.

Time gradually flows, and as the school is about to start, another acquaintance comes to visit.

"Your place is really lively." Lupin sighed while sitting on the sofa.

"Professor Lupin! You're back!" Harry was surprised.

"Yes, I treated my werewolf body in Egypt, but it's a pity that it didn't work. At most, it made me weaker when I was a werewolf, which is no different from the wolf poison potion." Lupin shook his head.

"Um... Professor Lupin, do you mind if I use a little magic?" Thorne suddenly said. After all, Lupin is still a professor at Hogwarts, and Professor Moody should not have a chance to appear.

If Barty Crouch Jr. still wants to sneak into Hogwarts, Lupin might be an option. Although not the best, it is definitely possible.

"Uh, no problem, what's the matter?" Lupin said with his hand.

"A little detection magic. Dumbledore told me to pay attention before. There may be Death Eaters pretending to be professors and sneaking into Hogwarts this year." Thorne did not hesitate to use Dumbledore's magic.The flag was raised, and the magic did not react, proving that the current Lupin is the original one.

"It should be." Lupin nodded.

After the examination, Thorne lay back on his small sofa, closed his eyes and squinted, just listening to Lupin and Sirius chatting quietly. Until the two finished chatting, Thorne spoke up and said, "If you want to get rid of the werewolf blood... I might be able to help."

"Ah? You know all this?" X3

"Really?" Lupin was unwilling to give up any opportunity now, and asked immediately.

"I just heard you guys chatting, the werewolf curse is rooted in the blood, right?" Thorne said.

"That's right."

"Then I just need to use flesh and blood magic to replace all your hematopoietic cells from top to bottom, but it may be in the deeper genes or something like that, but in that case it can be directly...isolated, so to speak." Thorne replied.

"Really? Can you really do it? As for the curse of werewolves, the magic world has studied it. Acquired werewolves only exist in the blood and have nothing to do with genes or something like that." Lupin said in surprise.

"That's fine. Go hunting. Kill a Death Eater or a dark wizard or something like that." Thorne said.

"Ah?"

"...............It hurts to smoke that thing, and it hurts the body. Sirius's body hasn't recovered yet. You can't expect the three of us to help you, right?" Thorne said.

"That's right, that's right. Let's go now!" Sirius nodded in agreement, and ran out of the house with Lupin.

The two went there in the morning and came back at noon with a black sack. Lupin and Thorne went into the basement at night and embraced the new life the next morning.

"What do you think about the future?" Sirius asked, looking at the reborn Lupin.

"............Watch the moon."