The Real Traitor!

"Then... Professor, do you have any ideas?" Harry asked anxiously.

"The Patronus Charm," Lupin said. "Only once you've learned the Patronus Charm will you no longer fear those Dementors when facing them."

"The Patronus Charm?"

Harry had fainted that night and hadn't seen Black cast the Patronus Charm, so he was rather confused.

"Yes, Harry, the Patronus Charm. But I'm not sure whether you'll be able to learn it, because it's quite an advanced spell," Lupin said worriedly.

Ordinarily, it was still very difficult for a young wizard Harry's age to learn magic of such an advanced level.

Of course, exceptions like Black hardly counted as human.

"I wanted to ask... what exactly is the Patronus Charm like?" Harry asked uncertainly.

Lupin raised his Wand, hesitated for a moment, then lowered it again.

He did not particularly want Harry to see what his Patronus was, so he cast Black a pleading look.

Black immediately understood.

In truth, he thought Lupin was worrying too much.

Although his Patronus was a wolf.

Harry could not possibly recognize him as a Werewolf just because his Patronus was a wolf.

And even if Harry learned that he was a Werewolf.

Harry would not mind anyway.

After all, Harry had grown up in a Muggle family and did not share the prejudice other wizards had against Werewolves.

Black did not make things difficult for Lupin either.

With a flick of his Wand, a pure white Phoenix began circling beneath the ceiling of Lupin's spacious office.

Harry stared at the Phoenix with wide eyes.

"Look, this is a Patronus. Everyone's Patronus is different."

"It reflects your character, your inner world..."

Lupin carefully explained the Patronus Charm to Harry from the side.

Then he taught him the incantation and wand movement.

Meanwhile, Black sat to one side,