Wizet looked directly into Lupin's eyes, neither shaking nor nodding his head. "For now, all I can do is gather research materials on Dark Magic creatures."
"But..." Lupin swallowed. "Wizet, why are you doing this?"
"Do I need a reason?" Wizet frowned slightly. "Perhaps it's because of magic? I want to study magic... It's that simple."
"I'll do my best to make it happen... It may take a long time, so I can't give you a definite answer."
Even without a definite answer from Wizet, Lupin felt that it was enough. It was as though a flame had been kindled in his heart—a reassuring, warmly glowing flame.
Do his best, to do something for werewolf wizards...
How many years had it been since he had heard words like that?
Lupin felt as though he had returned to his school days, spending an unforgettable full-moon night in the company of a stag, a great black dog, and a little rat;
It was not until the full-moon night had ended and he had changed from a werewolf back into human form that he discovered, to his astonishment, that the stag, great black dog, and little rat were actually his roommates;
When he asked James Potter why they had done it, James had answered him like this: "Do I need a reason? Maybe because you're our roommate? Roommates go on adventures together. It's that simple!"
He knew the dangers of becoming an Animagus, and he had curiously asked James again whether he had considered those dangers while practicing to become one.
James had answered him like this: "Why think about that? Just do your best! Thinking so much about it is no fun at all! Like I said, going on adventures with your roommate is so much fun!"
At that thought, Lupin felt