The Rabbit Hole in Central Park

Lupin's application to capture the Dark Magic Creature was approved without much trouble.

As an excellent Defence Against Dark Creatures expert, he knew how to deal with the Ministry of Magic: he avoided mentioning the role Muggles had played in the creature's creation and focused only on the creature itself, along with a lengthy risk assessment packed with professional terminology.

But even by Lupin's standards, "without much trouble" still meant the approval process took three days.

According to the bearded, middle-aged wizard Rip, he'd asked someone to hurry things along. Otherwise, the application would have stayed on the desk of some sleazy wizard bureaucrat who spent every day staring blankly at the female clerks.

Oh well~

It didn't matter.

Lupin wasn't in a hurry. Compared with capturing the Dark Magic Creature known as Destruction Shadow, he was more interested in helping the little girl escape the shadow in her heart.

He got to work as a therapist would.

The bearded wizard Rip thought calling it depression was an exaggeration, but Lupin disagreed. A Dark Magic Creature like Destruction Shadow really could destroy its host's mind.

After one treatment session a day, the little girl gradually seemed much more cheerful. Even her awful parents started arguing less.

But the shadow still hadn't lifted...

The businessman planning to invest in the area began paying people to persuade the residents of the apartment building. Well, some of them.

In just three days, the tenants had become deeply divided and started treating one another with hostility.

Worse still, the businessman spread word around the neighborhood about all the conveniences and services people would enjoy once he opened his business in the building. As a result, everyone in the apartment building felt rejected by the neighborhood.

For three days, while Anton listened to the little