The results were so good that they caught Will completely by surprise. Although the werewolf's magic structure had not been severed outright, it soon deteriorated beyond even Neville's condition in his first year.
It was like a glass test tube riddled with cracks.
Will nodded. This was promising progress. Next, he needed to experiment on the night of a full moon and see whether he could solve the werewolf problem by cutting apart the werewolf's entire magic structure.
But... if he put Lupin through all this... Will looked at the werewolf lying on the experimental table, covered in blood and barely clinging to life—
This was probably exactly what Snape wanted to see.
What a headache. An absolute headache—the feeling of hitting a bottleneck was agonizing.
Will's understanding of souls was too limited for him to think of a better method for now. As for those with sufficient expertise... Ramesses II, Voldemort, and Dumbledore. He did not think approaching the first two was a good idea.
As for Dumbledore, Will might have no choice but to consult him now. None of the books on souls he had read taught how to influence magic through the soul and body.
Even the basic theories in many of those books were wrong—not all wizards believed that a wizard was a trinity of soul, body, and magic.
That left many of the books with no value as references at all.
Will decided to consult Dumbledore.
"Professor, my experiments have hit a bottleneck." Rather than going straight to Dumbledore, Will first sent him a Paper Crane—if Dumbledore was still awake, he would receive a reply soon.
He was in luck. A few minutes later, another Paper Crane flew to the door of Will's Laboratory. It carried just one sentence: "Meet me by the Black Lake."