Over the next few days, Wizet worked on improving his Wolfsbane Potion.
Once the Wolfsbane Potion was more or less perfected, he went to Snape's office, intending to seek his advice once more.
Snape did not seem to be in his office. Just as Wizet was about to leave, a series of soft footsteps sounded behind him.
They were Snape's footsteps. He was still dressed in his familiar black robes, which billowed as he walked like a great bat in the night.
"That Fenrir Greyback..." Snape said abruptly after Wizet entered the office. "Is he in your hands?"
Wizet was still somewhat surprised to hear Snape say this.
Even so, since Snape had brought it up himself, Wizet had no reason to avoid the matter. He nodded directly. "Yes, Professor Snape."
"No wonder..." Snape sneered. "No wonder he was like a Tebo..."
Wizet thought of the previous full moon and the experimental results he had obtained from Fenrir Greyback. "Professor Snape, was it because I chose the wrong test subject?"
After the latest round of experiments, Wizet had discovered that Fenrir Greyback was exceptionally unusual, with an extremely high receptiveness to Lycanthropy.
Even his way of thinking had changed. In Fenrir Greyback's eyes, only "werewolf wizards" infected with Lycanthropy could be considered his kind; wizards themselves could be reduced to food.
Only after confirming this through his experiments on Fenrir Greyback did Wizet find a direction for further improving the Wolfsbane Potion.
"You must have realised it too..." Snape raised an eyebrow. "Do you think Fenrir Greyback can truly be called a 'person'?"
Remembering what Fenrir Greyback had done, Wizet could not help but sigh. "Indeed... he can no longer be called human!"
Snape continued, "Then you cannot treat Fenrir Greyback the way you would treat a human being. Do