Remus Lupin

Sean listed everyone he knew, but after searching around, he couldn't find anyone particularly suitable.

If we're talking about the best candidate, it would definitely be Hermione. She's smart enough and passionate, and there's no doubt about the relationship between the two. But Hermione is still a student after all.

Other older people either already have jobs or are simply unable to take on such work.

Sean, who hasn't found a suitable candidate yet, has put the matter on hold. He plans to continue looking for a candidate during the rest of the summer vacation. During this time, his father's team will handle most of the matters until the handover.

It just so happens that we are at a crucial stage in the ministerial elections, and emerging organizations are likely to touch the sensitive hearts of those politicians.

Sean then went to Godric's Hollow with Hermione once again.

This gathering was just as enjoyable as the last one. Although the current situation is rather tense, with James and Sirius working until late at night every day, the atmosphere at the Potter family was generally pleasant.

After dinner, Sean and Harry sat on the carpet playing Wizarding Chess, while James and Sirius, two terrible chess players, kept giving them bad advice.

On the chessboard, Sean, playing as the black-clad bishop, kicked Harry's king, Daisy, watching from the sidelines, cheered.

"Hey! Sirius! It's all your fault!" Harry complained to his godfather, Sirius bad idea had cost him several pieces.

"And you, Daisy, why are you cheering? I'm your own brother!" He didn't forget his "traitorous" sister either.

Daisy blinked. "I cheer for the winner!"

Sirius scratched the back of his slightly curly long hair, then punched Harry: "Are you questioning your godfather's intelligence?! If your dad hadn't taken back his move just now, we would have won by now!"

James, who was on Sean's side, took a leisurely sip of beer and said lazily, "I must correct you, it was Daisy who accidentally touched Sean's pawn. Also, Harry, there's no doubt about it—your godfather is an idiot, hahaha."

Then the two middle-aged men started wrestling over beer bottles.

Hermione glanced at it from the sofa, then turned her attention back to the Daily Prophet, which featured a photo of Ron's family and his two uncles.

Mr. Weasley won the grand prize, and his whole family went on a trip to Egypt.

Hermione was particularly envious, as she had always wanted to learn more about the history of wizards in other countries. The Granger family had originally planned to vacation in Paris during the summer, but although the fire at Grindelwald had erased the Muggle ' memories, it had still caused a lot of damage. Some sites that the wizards couldn't repair were depicted as gas pipeline explosions— Mr. Granger believed that the situation in Paris was too volatile, and it was best not to go there for vacation.

Even so, Hermione, who did not get to learn about the History of Magic in Paris as she wished, still completed Professor Binns ' summer assignments exceptionally well, with one more parchment than Sean and three more Harry.

After chatting with Hermione for a while, Sean shared his ideas about his social Fawley system. Miss Granger was quite interested and expressed her desire to learn more about it and get involved in it during her free time.

Daisy, who had been sitting on the carpet with her head on Hermione's lap, suddenly spoke up and asked Sean, "Sean, did your plan include any accidental magical injuries?"

Sean nodded. "It's also within the system. If anyone's daily life is affected by various magical injuries, my organization will also provide some assistance."

Daisy nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "The person in charge hasn't been decided yet?"

Sean was a little troubled. "Yes, we can't find a suitable candidate. If all else fails, I'm going to write to Professor McGonagall and ask her to recommend some former Hogwarts graduates. At least they're more trustworthy than just randomly looking in Diagon Alley."

Hermione interjected, "The sorting work can be delegated to hired people, but the person in charge still needs to be someone you know well."

"That's the problem," Sean shrugged. "We're all in school, and James and the others have their own jobs. I'm not that familiar with the area outside of school, and I'm not comfortable leaving it to other people."

"Well, I do have someone to recommend." Daisy blinked.

"Who?" Sean asked curiously.

"Oh, I mentioned him to you once, he was also a good friend of my father's, Remus Lupin."

Lupin ... Sean suddenly realized that he was indeed a good candidate.

Kind, loyal to friends, and quite capable.

Daisy glanced at her father and uncle, who were playing around like little boys, then climbed onto the sofa and whispered, "Dad and the others don't want me to tell anyone, but I think Uncle Lupin is a very good person. He... he shouldn't have to live such a tiring life. Besides, his problems have been resolved recently..."

She became more and more hesitant as she spoke, and finally shook her head. "No, no, although you are my good friends, I cannot reveal Uncle Lupin's secret."

Hermione was confused and looked at Daisy with a puzzled expression.

Knowing that Lupin was Werewolf, Sean understood Little White Flower's dilemma. He smiled gently at Daisy and said, "You trust the person you recommended, of course. If you have any concerns, why don't you discuss it with Mr. Potter and the others?"

Daisy turned her head and saw Sean's smiling face approaching. Her ears turned slightly red, and then she suddenly stood up. "I'll go ask!"

After saying that, she ran away with her white socks thumping on the floor.

A little while later, Daisy returned with James, Lily, and Sirius.

James and Sirius both regained their seriousness from their work at the Ministry of Magic. He looked at Sean and said, "Sean, are you serious about that social Fawley organization Daisy mentioned that you're going to start? I mean, I know your father is very wealthy, but this isn't child's play."

Sean sat up straight on the sofa. "Of course I'm serious."

Then he added, "You know my personality."

James and the others exchanged glances. Sean's performance was evident to all; his maturity and sense of responsibility earned him a very high score from them.

After thinking for a moment, James said, "Of course we trust you. Daisy told me that you are currently lacking a person in charge. The Uncle Lupin she mentioned is our best friend. You absolutely don't need to worry about his character. I can vouch for him with my life."

"And mine too," Sirius interjected.

"But... how should I put it..." James hesitated.

Sirius glanced at his best friend and said with dissatisfaction, "Remus's matter is not a big deal. Sean and Hermione are not outsiders. Besides, Remus still has to live and still have to stand in the sunlight, buddy."

"Hey, man, we didn't get his permission."

"Please, don't you know Remus's personality? He's kind but hesitant, he's even afraid, and you'd be even less able to say it if you asked him to."

"But that's his secret. We are indeed best friends, but we must respect him!"

"What does this have to do with respect? He's had enough of a struggle all these years, and Remus is such a strong-willed person. Look at him, has he ever accepted our support all these years? It's unbelievable, I even offered him a house for Christmas and he refused!"

"But we can't make the decision for him!"

"This isn't about making a decision for him; it's a great opportunity to help him out of his predicament."

The two suddenly started arguing until Daisy stepped between them.

"Dad? Uncle Black?"

"Okay, okay." The two shrugged.

The Potter family had a long, hushed discussion before returning to Sean.

James looked at Sean seriously. "There's something I have to tell you. Remus is absolutely what you need, but there are some things about him that are different from others. I'll tell you, and then it's up to you to decide whether or not to hire him."

"Of course, Mr. Potter, and I will absolutely not reveal this secret."

"I'm not worried about that. You and Hermione are both great people..." James hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Well, my friend Remus Lupin, he's a Werewolf. But now that we have the Wolfsbane Potion, he's perfectly safe. He just transforms during the full moon."

Hermione gaped in surprise, while Sean simply blinked innocently.

"Uh, you don't know Werewolf?" James asked Sean.

"I know, Werewolf."

"The kind that can transform and bite."

"Huh, it even howls at the moon?" Sean looked at him with a 'why are you making such a fuss?'

"So, you don't have any... um, any opinions?"

What could I possibly object to? I still have the Basilisk in my ring...

Sean shrugged. "My social Fawley organization is here to help these unfortunate people. And isn't Mr. Lupin your good friend? That naturally means he's trustworthy, and you all have Wolfsbane Potion, don't you?"

Now James was speechless, and Daisy and Sirius cheered and gave each other a high five.

With his arm around his friend's shoulder, Sirius laughed, "Ha, I told you you were overthinking it. Sean's seen it all."

Daisy gave Sean a sweet smile, "Sean, I knew it!"

James shrugged, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face, "Okay, okay, I was overthinking it. I apologize."

"Then, shall we meet tomorrow?"

The next day, in the Potter family's drawing room, Sean met Remus Lupin, whom he had only met once before. Lupin's face was as pale as ever, his suit and suitcase were somewhat worn, and he looked rather depressed.

"...Hey James, Sirius ...is this not a good thing..."

"... Damn it... Are you out of your mind...?"

"Go quickly... Wasn't the information I gave you clear enough...?"

Several close friends argued in the Entrance Hall for a while before Lupin walked in, somewhat helplessly.

Sean stepped forward and shook his hand firmly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lupin."

"Oh... thank you." Lupin probably rarely felt warmth and respect from people outside the Potter family, so he was a little taken aback.

"Mr. Lupin, let's get straight to the point. I will tell you in detail about the person in charge's job duties and workload. Just to be clear, because we are still in the initial stage, the workload will be quite heavy..."

"Excuse me for interrupting." Lupin looked somewhat awkwardly at the boy in front of him who was talking eloquently.

Is there a problem?

"Uh, uh... okay, I'm a Werewolf, James and the others told you, right?"

Sean looked puzzled. "I know."

"Then you want to talk to me about work?"

"If we're not talking about work, what are we talking about..." Sean suddenly became serious. "Mr. Lupin, I have to say something seriously."

Lupin sat up straight instinctively.

"Although you are a good friend of Mr. Potter and the others, and you are Daisy and Harry's uncle, that only proves your character. When it comes to work, ability is what matters."

"Of course..." Lupin replied, then turned to look at his friend.

James and Sirius, who had been lying in wait by the door, gave him a look: I told you, this kid isn't an ordinary kid.

Lupin paused for a moment, then turned to look at Sean, who seemed somewhat puzzled, before saying with a sense of relief, "Okay, let's talk about the work."

After a long conversation, Sean clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Lupin was Prefect in Gryffindor, so he was naturally capable enough. Although he had lived a very difficult life over the years because of his Werewolf identity, he had excellent communication skills with the lower classes, outstanding empathy, and a rational mind.

Coupled with his excellent character, Sean felt he couldn't find a more suitable candidate.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Lupin." He stood up and shook hands with the other man.

"Yes, yes." Lupin breathed a sigh of relief as he held Sean's hand.

He still feels a little unreal; in just half an hour, he got a job.

Yes, a Werewolf got a decent job, with a salary almost the same as James, who was the head of the Guard Corps of Magic office at the British Ministry of Magic.

Just a few days ago, I was worried about next month's rent.

Even the all-powerful Dumbledore only said he would try his best to find him a job at the school, but couldn't guarantee it would be a professorship...

The man in front of me, Sean Wallerup, didn't care about his Werewolf identity. He wasn't doing this out of charity. He was interviewing himself very naturally, and then he succeeded.

The Potter family burst in, Sirius put his arm around his friend's neck and laughed at Sean.

"Is the new person in charge satisfied?"

"Of course," Sean replied with a smile. "Mr. Lupin is very capable, just the kind of person I need."

Sirius punched Lupin in the chest. "Ha, you're treating after you take office."

Lupin looked at the group of people smiling at him in the room, and he chuckled to himself, "Okay, my treat."

A week after Sean found a good manager and Lupin got a good job, the election for Minister of British Ministry of Magic began.

The campaign was in full swing, Fudge had clearly found a lot of support, but Barty Crouch was better prepared and had a higher profile.

On that day, the election results were announced, and Barty Crouch was successfully elected minister.

The next day, Barty Jr.. sent Sean a message.

"Master, I've come across a form that you might find interesting."