Lucius Had Wealth to Spare; a Little Loss Wouldn't Matter

Lupin was slightly taken aback when he saw Silan enter, then quickly stood up to greet him, "Mr. Prewett, what brings you here...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lupin was drawn to the cup of Potions that Silan was holding.

The pale blue Potions, with light gray smoke floating above it, was undoubtedly Wolfsbane Potion.

Lupin probably guessed why Silan had come.

"I'm here to deliver Potions to you, Professor Lupin," Silan said, carefully holding the Wolfsbane Potion.

Lupin looked away from the Wolfsbane Potion and instinctively glanced towards the door. "Ah... thank you, Severus, you must have brewed this. I'm so lucky to work with you."

A cold snort came from outside the door first, then Snape walked in slowly with a gloomy face, and said indifferently, "You don't need to thank me, this is a deal between me and Headmaster Dumbledore."

"He always shows too much... favoritism towards you, while using others more than he cares," Snape said, glancing at Lupin with displeasure.

Lupin remained silent.

Snape, probably annoyed by his behavior, waved his hand, signaling Silan to hand him the Potions: "You should drink it quickly, Lupin."

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it," Lupin said.

"I cooked a whole pot," Snape continued, "Just in case you need more."

"I should probably have some more tomorrow. Thank you so much, Severus, and you, Silan. Did I call you the right person?" Lupin winked at him and reached out to take the Potions.

"That's right, Professor." Silan nodded.

Snape wasn't in a hurry to leave, a smug smirk on his face. "You should thank... Silan."

Halfway through his sentence, Snape seemed to feel it wasn't warm enough, so he changed his form of address and continued, "This is my student; he's basically the one who made all this Potions. I don't need to go to any extra trouble for you."

"Mr. Prewett?" Lupin was startled; the Potions in the glass wobbled, almost spilling out.

"Really? That's incredible!"

"You're only in Third Year, and you can already make such difficult Potions," Lupin exclaimed in amazement.

As Werewolf, Lupin was very familiar with Wolfsbane Potion.

This Potions requires many ingredients, is very expensive, and is difficult to make; therefore, only a handful of wizards are capable of concocting Potions.

In fact, the Wolfsbane Potion was never meant for commoner Werewolf wizards. From its inception, its primary users were Pure-blood noble wizards who had been turned into Werewolf by accident.

Only they could afford the cost of the Wolfsbane Potion.

If Lupin hadn't been teaching at Hogwarts and had Snape prepare Wolfsbane Potion for him, he wouldn't have been able to afford it even if he sold himself to Santa Claus to pull his sleigh.

But now, Snape is saying that this cup of Wolfsbane Potion was brewed by Prewett.

A Third Year wizard?!

Brewing Wolfsbane Potion?!

Lupin felt that his understanding had been somewhat overturned.

Seeing Lupin's wide-eyed, incredulous expression, Snape felt quite satisfied and said in a self-praising tone, "As my student, of course I'm different from you."

"When you were in Third Year, all you did was hang out together and do pointless things, following that idiot Potter!" Snape was practically gritting his teeth when he mentioned "Potter".

"Severus..."

Snape interrupted him impatiently, "You need to take your medicine, Lupin."

Lupin reluctantly picked up the glass, took a sniff, and the smell alone made his nostrils twitch uncomfortably.

He winked at Silan: "It's a shame, adding sugar makes it ineffective. I really hope you can improve it."

"Yes, there is, but the dean wants you to drink a few more times..." Silan thought to herself.

Lupin took a sip of the Wolfsbane Potion, couldn't help but shiver, then gulped down a mouthful, stuck out his tongue, and made a face.

When he first arrived, Snape was really looking forward to seeing Lupin's miserable face, but now that he actually saw it, he felt a little less interested.

"Watch him finish it, Silan." Snape gave this instruction, tossed his robes, and walked out the door, seemingly unwilling to linger.

"This is really awful." Lupin downed the rest of the Potions in one gulp and showed the empty glass to Silan.

He knew that Snape had promised Dumbledore that he would watch him drink every dose of medicine, so he cooperated fully, partly to avoid putting Silan in a difficult position.

"Hoo~" After finishing the Wolfsbane Potion, Lupin breathed slightly and said to Silan, "Mr. Prewett, you are truly a lucky man sent from heaven. First a job, then Potions, I am so fortunate."

Silan suggested, "You can ask Professor Sprout for some white peony essence. Mix it with water and hold it in your mouth; it will slightly neutralize the taste of the Wolfsbane Potion. Remember not to swallow it."

"What did I just say! Lupin!" Lupin laughed cheerfully and extended his hand to Silan.

The two shook hands.

Lupin's hands were both rough and warm.

He held Silan's hand, looked towards the door, and said with emotion, "I've never seen Severus care so much about any student."

"It seems he likes you a lot," Lupin said with a smile.

Silan simply smiled and didn't say anything more.

"See you tomorrow, Silan. I guess Severus won't be coming to see me for a while," Lupin said as he saw Silan off.

As he expected, in the following days, Snape devoted himself to writing Potions paper on Improved Wolfsbane Potion, and became too lazy to brew it for Lupin every day.

Divide the Wolfsbane Potion that was brewed last time into six portions and have Silan deliver them to Lupin every day.

"Make sure he finishes it," Snape instructed.

He had promised Dumbledore he would brew Wolfsbane Potion for Lupin, and watching him drink it, he naturally didn't want anything to go wrong.

Although Snape deliberately didn't give Lupin the new medicine, he also didn't tamper with the original Wolfsbane Potion or make it taste worse.

Wolfsbane Potion tastes awful enough...

Otherwise, with Snape's Potions Master skills, it would be incredibly easy for him to make Lupin suffer more.

"That's good, at least Lupin has escaped the fate of becoming a guinea pig for new drugs," Silan thought.

They did indeed improve upon the Wolfsbane Potion.

But we haven't tested it on Werewolf yet, and nobody knows what problems might arise.

Silan delivered Wolfsbane Potion for several days, until the very last day when Snape delivered it himself.

As he left, Snape solemnly warned Silan, "Lucius is a cunning old fox. You'd better not let him dominate the conversation, or you'll suffer a great loss."

Perhaps feeling that his previous words had been too gentle and lacked authority, Snape deliberately added with a cold expression, "If you only get some paltry reward in the end, don't call yourself my student. Go."

Silan responded and went back to make preparations.

Snape watched Silan's departing figure, thinking, "The Authorization Order only has his name on it. If we can use that to our advantage, we'll have a huge advantage..."

Shaking his head, Snape carried the Potions toward Lupin's office, thinking to himself, "I'll ask after we've reached a conclusion... Lucius's family is powerful and wealthy; taking a small loss won't matter."

Silan returned to the Room of Requirement and checked the most important Authorization Order.

After confirming that everything was correct, I put it away.

"Hemostatic Healing Potion, Baruffio's Brain Elixir, Fire-Control Potion, and even Wolfsbane Potion... the names are quite catchy..."

Silan smiled as she collected the Potions she had left behind and walked out of the Room of Requirement.

It was already evening.

The bright moonlight cast a huge shadow over Hogwarts Castle, and the mist on the Black Lake was blown by the night wind, changing into elusive shapes.

Silan chose a secret passage from the Marauder's Map and slipped out of the castle silently.

Meanwhile, Lucius was also preparing for tonight's meeting.

Lucius took a top hat, put it on, and then took a jeweled cane with a snake's head, adjusting his collar in front of the mirror.

"You are truly radiant," the mirror exclaimed joyfully.

Lucius completely ignored what the mirror said, and instead turned to look at Narcissa: "What do you think, darling?"