Morning came along, and the sun was shining, brightly in Harry's dormitory, that woke him up. Ron was still snoring, and Seamus,Dean and Neville, were still asleep. It was quite. Harry look at his schedule, he had Potions, Transfiguration, Charms and two ours of History of Magic….. so dull, Harry's eyes sattled on one part of his schedule and saw a new name next to the Defense against the Drak Arts lessons.. It was Frederick Frowning..''Such a weird name'' said Harry in his thoughts….
He was thinking about his career, what was like to be an Auror……he needed to concentrate himself upon Potion, DADA, Charms, andTransfiguration… Lupin told him that he will suport Harry no mather what, so he was hoping that he could be very well guide. He was wondering how was the new teacher at DADA….. where did he came from, who recommended him?
He went to breakfast and met Hermione and Ron bickering each other about something so unsignificant to Harry.
"Hey, guys" , he said , without looking at them.
"Oh! Hy Harry, we didn't saw you"….said Hermione…
"Of course you didn't"….said Harry silently with his head into his plate studiing his apple.
"Say, Hermione, have you heared about Frederick Frowning ?"
"Uhm, no….she said concentrating, why?"
"Well, havent' you look at our schedule?" Said Harry amazed."He is our new DADA teacher".
"Oh," then her eyes narrowed…. "I'm surprised Dumbledore haven't talk about him,to us in the Great Hall."
"Because this Frederick, guy, wasn't there!" Said Ron promptly.
"Even so….I have to go to the library, I'll meet you in the class!" Said Hermione in a rush.
"Of course, she is going at the library,"…said Ron and Harry in a bluff.
Potions worked out as usually, the greasy-haired professor hadn't stop talking about the silvered –wigentreed bark, esential for a powerfull potion, used by Aurors. Harry tried to pay attention but couldn't stop thinking about the moment when Snape gave a false Veritaserum to Umbridge, and betraied in a way Harry and his friends, but he actally anounced the Order that Sirius has left to meet his death……In a way he felt greathfull, and sorry for him, he was the joke target to his father and Sirus, but still, it wasn't needed to be hostill and disrespectable.
"POTTER!" Snape yelled at him, from the desk.
Harry rose his head. He realised he was alone in the classroom, no Ron, no Hermione, he just wondered what was going on. Then he looked at Snape's eyes, and saw the same look he show every day,every hour, every second.
Harry walked up to Snape's desk,
- "Potter, I have heard that you want to became an Auror," he said , directly." With no satisfaction I must say, I was recommended by Dumbledore to train you, it is not my decision, I do not have this pleasure to stand around a Potter, an arogant Potter…."he said with anger in his eyes. Harry boiled inside of him. How dare he said those things now? He thought the best was to shut up and listen.
"I know you don't have the pleasure for me to teach you, but you don't have a choice, so I will see you tomorrow, at 6 o'clock in the evening, to test your skills, no excuses.You may live now." He said that in a breath.
Harry couldn't give him a reply, so he said ''good day'' and left a bit annoyed about this. He didn't want to train again with Snape, after all that Occlumency bussines, Harry thought , for his sake, that he wouldn't interfear with Snape again….but he was wrong.
He met in the Griffyndor Common Romm, with Ron and Hermione, asking them were they've been.
"Snape just trow us out of the class, so we just came here." Said Ron.
"Ok,….uhm…Hermione, what did you do at the library?" Asked Harry
"Oh, I searched about Frowning, but didn't find anything…… I am surprised…."
"Maybe he was sent by the Minister, maybe he is a secret person or something….".said Ron
"I think Dombledore will let us now eventually……..come now, we have Charms, and I haven't recap much in this summer, so I do not want an essay or something if we'll be late." Said Harry embittered….
They walked to the charms classroom, entered .They were sharing the lesson with the Ravenclaws. Harry saw Padma Patil, looking at him from the other half of the room.She didn't had any expresion on her face she seemed more like a statue, waiting to blow up at every minute.
"What's with her?" Said Ron relluctantly, looking at her, next to Harry.
"UHM?" Response Harry wit hye eyes wide open. 'Oh…I do'no, she was looking in this way for about 5 minutes….5 long minutes….'he said a bit hypnotised.
Soon after professor Flitwick came in the room, Parvati shooked her head, looked down, then back at Harry, who was still looking at her concern. She looked away embarassed…..Prof Flitwick, started to talk with his small and funny voice about the Homophorus charm and how to use it against werewolfes. The first thing that came into Harry's mind when he heared'' werewolf'' was Lupin…..He iamgine himself how was to cast that spell onto Lupin and turned him back to human , at least temporarily.
"Could somenone tell me about the effects of the Homophorus spell?" Asked Flitwick searching for a rose hand. "AH! Miss Granger….". he said smiling when he saw the wild temper on Hermione's face.
"Homophorus charm is used to turn werewolfes back into their original state: human.However the human may never turn back into a werewolf when the full moon appears if the speel is cast completely, he may still have the temper and instinct of a wolf, making him still, dangerous, and feroces. He Homophorus charm makes possible the change of the appearance, but not the soul."
"Ah, yes,correct! Well done Miss Granger! Ten points to Gryffindor!"
Hermione , Ron and Harry, smiled togheter, while the rest of the gryffindors congradulated her.
"But there it may be a possible solution to turn the werewolf, back into human, even psyhicaly."The whole class was now interested when Flitwick said this, blusting into whispers and commentaries.
"You see, in the last century, potions masters, including Proffesor Snape, had searched foe an ingredient, known to be lost , to make an antidote, to cure finally the curse…..It is known to be called Dragon Silver Thoot. It is a rare ingredient, taken from a great and feroces dragon, about 20- 25- metres tall, with silver theeth, and olive green coloured. This silver thoot has a ser, into the nerv that extracts any other poison or viruses, even a wolf's gene from a human body." It was quiet in the class, when suddenly Hermione borke up the silence, asikng with interest:
"Has this Potion been tested yet, on anybody?"
"Momenteraly no, we couldn't find a …well a infected person, but we are not for sure about the mixed ingredients, if they are not compatable, it may cause other efects…"..
"Like what?" Said Harry, with his hopes high, for some strange reason.
"Like, paralising, the silver thoot, can dominate the other ingredients, and became too powerful or too poor, it can make the body feel paralised…..but this is not very important" Profesor said to the rest of the class, cheerful, breaking the tension, then he looked back at Harry and winked at him. Harry was a bit amazed. His interest for that potion was dominating his mind, thinking that he could actually save Lupin, and let him have a normal life. He didn't want to talk about this to Hermione or Ron, they would of tell him that it was risky, and the items are too rare to purchase and so on…..
Harry even thought of steeling that potion from Snapes secret ingredients loker, he must of have a sample somewhere, so he had to talk to him about it, or at least convice him to give some to Lupin…..but still, it was risky, for Lupin….he could paralised. There was time to test it , so Harry decided to wait for other news….
The hours he spend with McGonagall, came out to be quite exhausting, and when Harry thought he just got read of his theacher, a voice was made hearned behind him.
"Potter!…" Harry turned around, he saw McGonagall, looking at him with critical and also anxious look, but he could even distinguish pride on her face.
"Yes , proffesor,"he said, but continued in his mind ''what now?''
"I know that you want to become an Auror, as like you said last year, I want to know if you are still sticking on that thought."
"Of course," he said tired.
"Well, since you've got a ''remarcable'' on your final exam last year", then she gace him little proud smile, making Harry felt much better, he rare saw her smiling, "I decided with the agreement from professor Dumbledore, to train you and test your skills, if you agree with that, she said anxious".
Harry couldn't said no, he didn't want to dissapoint McGonagall, and besides, he really needed the training, even if it was hard. He left the room and went to find his mates.
He went to take the lunch in the Great Hall, and saw Ron and Hermione, sitting next to Ginny. He sat next to Ron's little sister, and she immediately blushed, but didn't want to show that. Harry felt a strange reaction to this, he bend his head don because he felt like burning in his cheeks….didn't know exactly why.
"So , Harry what did McGonagall told you?" Asked Hermione interested. Ginny looked up, eating her mashed potatoes.
"Uhm, well, she offered to train me," he said with a little sigh…….
"Well that is great isn't it? "She said excited. Harry couldn't believe how addicted she was with her studies, she could anythime took his place.
"Yes, but,…well, let's just say it's going to be a hard year"…he said with another sigh…."McGonagall, plus Snape, plus Dumbledore, plus Voldemort….I'm so glad that now I don't have any Quiddich….weird isn't it? I missed to fly, but now….I have too much to work, so….."
"Oh, stop complaining!" Ginny said with a bit of anger.She hated when he saw him in this situation, but she immediately felt embaressed when she noticed that Ron, Hermione, and Harry, were looking at her with wide opened eyes."Sorry", she said , silently, continuing to eat.
"It's okay." Harry said waiting for a response…He thought that she might said something about her situation, but didn't get a response, so he bend his head down, in his plate.
Ginny gave a sly look at him, just about to say something, but she ezitated.She rose and went to her classes. Harry watched her walking away, taking the corner. He felt bad.