The Injection Process Is Pretty Twisted Too

Hmm... Actually, in this situation, all you really need to do is find a male Dragon to fight.

If Norberta wins, it won't think about it for a long time; but if it loses... after losing, it will be forced to understand completely.

The problem is, it usually lives in a suitcase.

There were no other male Dragon here, only Zouwu and Harry. Norberta showed no interest in the former, and it was difficult for the latter to clearly express its meaning to the other.

Today, after Norberta witnessed Zouwu and Lupin's performance up close, it suddenly had a sudden realization.

There's absolutely no mistake, what they're doing is exactly the 'relief' they've been seeking all along!

However, even though he was certain that Harry would understand him, the blood flowing through his veins kept telling him that he had to completely overpower him.

I'm so conflicted...

"Norberta!" Harry called out just then.

"Waaaaah... waaaah!"

Upon hearing Harry's voice, the female Dragon did not react immediately; instead, she froze in place.

It seemed that after a great deal of internal struggle, Norberta finally made up his mind.

Suddenly, it folded its wings, rolled around on the ground several times in a desperate attempt to look eager, and then quickly ran to Harry, turning its back to Harry and raising its tail.

Harry:...

To be honest, Harry almost coughed up blood on the spot when he saw Norberta's action.

He finally understood what it meant for Dragon to be fully developed.

So this isn't development at all, it's definitely estrus!

"Huh?" Noticing that Harry hadn't started moving yet, Norberta even urged him impatiently...

"Norberta ..." Harry took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the torrent of complaints that threatened to erupt, and shouted without a hint of exasperation, "All I wanted was for you to get a large beaker to collect some saliva from Lupin, what are you doing?!"

"Woo? Woo..." Norberta's entire background turned gray after Harry's shout.

Harry wasn't even sexually interested in her... Devastated by this harsh reality, Norberta slumped her head listlessly, a look of utter heartbreak even appearing on her dragon face.

You had to pin me down when I didn't even need to...

"No, what are you standing there so dejected about? Hurry up and go!"

"Waaah..."

Seeing Norberta's slow, shuffling movements, Harry was utterly speechless.

What terrible things have I done to deserve this? Why is everyone around me so abnormal?

Zouwu and Lupin were already making me feel like I couldn't bear to watch, and then Norberta actually unleashed another powerful attack?

Good grief, I raised you with such difficulty, and in the end you actually want to sleep with me?

Uh, it seems like Norberta wants me to sleep with it... But that won't do!

In short, after today's events, Harry really doesn't know how to face this female Dragon in the future.

Even if Norberta were an adult, he would still be just a two-year-old baby. Harry wouldn't understand any of the concepts Harry had about reproductive isolation or the difference between humans and transvestites.

If that big vehicle were to stubbornly pounce on Harry and try to force itself on him, then things would get really messy.

Raising a dragon is not like raising a cat, and Harry can't just neuter Norberta because of that.

Does this mean I really have to take it to the Dragon District in Romania?

But looking at Norberta's pitiful little face, Harry felt inexplicably reluctant to let him go.

No matter what, it's still our own cabbage...

"Sigh, whatever." In the end, Harry flapped his wings helplessly. "After I'm done catching your drool, I'll shrink you down and take you out to stay with you a little longer, okay... But you're not allowed to be naughty, understand?"

"Woo~" The female Dragon let out a joyful hiss upon hearing this, and immediately brought her big head over to rub against Harry, rubbing off a large patch of feathers from his body.

"Hey... can you please just give me a break for a bit?" Harry rolled his eyes wearily, then turned to Zouwu, "It's about time, pull it out."

Upon hearing Harry's words, Zouwu nodded knowingly, raised its paw and pulled out the thermometer from behind Lupin, while simultaneously releasing its hold on him.

"Awoo!" This stimulation caused Lupin to whimper involuntarily. He then quickly tucked his tail tightly between his hind legs and sat down on the ground, refusing to get up no matter what.

"Hmph~" Norberta, who was in a great mood, snorted dismissively.

Wow, only three minutes? That went by so fast!

"What nonsense are you spouting now?" Harry said irritably, leaping up and giving Norberta a sharp rap on the head with a flap of his wings.

"Hmm... body temperature is completely normal, so it seems the only change was during the transformation moment."

Harry checked Lupin's temperature, which was no different from that of a typical large dog, thus Harry his earlier assessment... all of Lupin's changes in vital signs must have occurred only in the instant before his transformation.

"It's still early, Zouwu, you and Uncle Lupin can go for a while longer. I'll take Norberta and leave now."

After that, Harry dismissed the Zouwu and Lupin, whose hind legs were dragging on the ground, and then returned to his human form.

He shrunk Norberta to the size of a miniature dragon, put it in his pocket as usual, and left the suitcase with a beaker of drool.

Next, the virus solution was prepared and then injected into Lucius!

Chapter 416 The injection process was also quite bizarre.

Inside the Magical Combination Chest, Harry, in front of Lucius, divided the extracted Werewolf saliva into different groups of samples.

Throughout this process, the miniature Norberta watched Harry with feigned interest, even occasionally resting its neck on its front paws, seemingly imitating the popular 'girl resting her chin on her hand' pose.

However, Harry really wants to say from the bottom of his heart...

If you can't hold on, please give up sooner rather than later, okay?

As a Dragon with short arms and a long neck, I wasn't born with that physical structure, so why make things difficult for myself?

"To be on the safe side, let's start diluting it from 1%."

Harry's goal was to cultivate viral antibodies, not to actually turn Lucius into Werewolf, so he definitely couldn't inject Lupin's saliva directly; dilution was necessary.

At this point, Harry has to thank his adoptive parents.

Thanks to the Mr. and Mrs. Granger being dentists, Harry was able to obtain many preparations that were simply unavailable in ordinary pharmacies, such as the much-loved adrenaline, and the PBS buffer he now uses to dilute Werewolf saliva.

Generally, for active biological agents, such as pseudorabies Rabies Virus, direct dilution with physiological saline will not provide reagent protection; therefore, a special buffer solution is usually used.

The Feral Wolf Virus is essentially a type of active biological agent, and Harry had to be meticulous in every step to ensure he could cure Lupin.

"The injection has begun."

Harry drew up the required dose of medicine with the syringe and brought the needle close to Lucius's skin...

"Wait a minute!"

However, at that moment, a voice that Harry knew all too well suddenly stopped him.

"What... what's going on? Why you?!"

Turning around, Harry was suddenly stunned to see the uninvited guest in the Magical Combination Chest.

The same black hair, the same empty glasses, the same clothes... The person standing in front of Harry was someone who looked exactly like him!

"Whoa?!" Norberta, who witnessed this scene at the same time, jumped up from the table in surprise.

What surprised it even more was that in the uninvited guest's pocket, there was also a small dragon that looked exactly like it.

Hearing Norberta's cry, the other person curiously peeked out from the edge of their pocket... and then froze in place.

At this moment, inside the Magical Combination Chest where Lucius was imprisoned, the two Harry and the two Norberta stared at each other wide-eyed, as if they had been subjected to Doubling Charm.

"Uh... it's a bit presumptuous of me to show up, but you should know who I am, right?" After a moment of hesitation, Harry, who appeared later, took the initiative to extend his hand to express goodwill.

"Yes, I understand now..." Harry's expression was a little conflicted. He also reached out and shook hands with the other person. "I didn't expect that after you went back in time, you would actually be able to meet me, and even shake hands and chat together."

Ignoring the time paradox... such an absurd thing actually happened.

There was no need for further confirmation; Harry was absolutely certain that the guy in front of him was himself!

He actually went back in time to find me. Could it be that he really came to have some barbecue with me...?

"Uh... let's make this clear first, I didn't come back to have barbecue with you."

See? They're thinking exactly the same thing.

"Harry, I'm here to correct you," the other Harry said seriously. "The Feral Wolf Virus is extremely potent. Even diluted a hundredfold, Lucius Malfoy couldn't withstand it. After your injection, he turned into Werewolf in no time!"

"So ruthless?!" Harry was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly put down the syringe.

His other self wouldn't lie to him; it seemed the one percent virus reagent wouldn't be enough.

Let's try one-thousandth then...

With that in mind, Harry diluted the antiviral solution again, changed the syringe, and prepared to inject it once more.

And just as eight eyes were simultaneously fixed on the syringe needle...

"Wait a minute!"

A second familiar voice came from inside the room. The two people and two dragons looked up at the same time and saw Harry again... and a miniature Dragon flapping its wings beside him.

"As expected..." "Another one has arrived."

The first two Harry exchanged glances, realizing that even diluting it to one-thousandth wouldn't work.

"One-thousandth is still too concentrated, let's try one-ten-thousandth directly."

Sure enough, the third Harry also came to report a mistake.

"To actually use Time-Turner to repeat the experiment, I really don't know if my idea is genius or just monstrous."

Harry diluted the reagent again, and he was so frustrated he didn't know where to begin.

"There's nothing we can do. He's the only test subject right now, so of course we have to try as many times as possible within the limited time." The third Harry shrugged helplessly. "Besides, it might not even work this time. Maybe another one will come later."

"No, can you say something nice...?"

Before Harry could finish speaking, a burst of flames suddenly erupted, separating the syringe in his hand from Lucius on the dissection table.

Meanwhile, outside the room containing the safe, the fourth group of Harry and the Dragon had already appeared.

"I don't need to say anything more, just keep diluting it," the fourth Harry said with a wicked grin.

"Not even one in ten thousand? Lucius Malfoy's health is just too poor!" The second Harry rolled his eyes in disdain. "No wonder their family has been a single-line heir for over a thousand years."

"Exactly! He hasn't even done anything yet, but he's already given us a real headache," the third Harry chimed in, adding, "This is practically a mahjong table full of trouble."

"Why doesn't anyone care about me?" At this moment, the first Harry was filled with despair. "Why do you keep changing people to remind us, but I'm the only one diluting the virus?"

Seeing the three Harry chatting away and the four Norberta who were about to start a brawl, the first Harry left the group chat, cursing under his breath.

"It's diluted to one ten-thousandth, I... I hope no one else will come this time."

Harry, who was about to receive the injection, suddenly turned around and, seeing that no one else was coming, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely terrified...

"Wait a minute!"

"Damn!" *4

The four Harry in the room all uttered a word of praise in unison, with the first Harry even throwing away the syringe.

What the hell? Are you messing with me?

"Let's collect Uncle Lupin's saliva first; we probably won't need it for a while," Harry, the fifth to appear, said seriously. "The Feral Wolf Virus is more powerful than we imagined. Even if I diluted it to one part per million and only poked that guy's skin with the tip of a virus-absorbing needle, he still ended up turning into Werewolf!"

"Then what should we do?" The four Harry present were simultaneously stunned.

If they can't even complete the first step of injection, how are they supposed to produce serum?

"It's alright, the real 'me' in the present moment has already figured out a way," the last Harry explained. "He's already on his way to the Forbidden Forest to find the 'Werewolf' hiding there."

"I see," the fourth Harry nodded knowingly. "I did think that if I kept failing, I could try my luck with that pack of wolves."

There have always been rumors of Werewolf roaming the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, but in reality, it was just a half-true rumor that Albus Dumbledore tacitly allowed to spread.

Werewolf can only reproduce by attacking humans, but there is a very special case: if two Werewolf mate during a full moon, they will give birth to a litter of real wolf pups.