Harry could not possibly have known what Professor Babbling wanted with Professor Lupin, of course, but his first impression was that it probably was not quite the sort of thing Qiu was most interested in.
There was no helping it. The two really were a terrible match.
Who was Professor Babbling?
She taught one of Hogwarts' most tedious, difficult subjects, yet her looks alone could lure young boys into taking it as an elective. Although, in the end, most of them would still be driven away by its extreme difficulty.
But before that, the fact that she could make them ignore the warnings of so many friends and relatives already said something.
As for Professor Lupin, although he had now won the affection of the vast majority of the school's students, not even a single girl would say anything like, "Professor Lupin is so handsome."
Of course, Professor Lupin was not bad-looking either.
At most, his previous living conditions had left him looking a little malnourished, and even that had improved considerably over his months at the school. But put him beside Professor Babbling, and there was still simply no comparison.
Still, since Qiu was interested in the subject, Harry went through the motions of discussing it with her for a while.
After lunch, Qiu told Harry that she was a little tired and wanted to go back to her dormitory for a long nap that afternoon. She told Harry to go to Professor Lupin's on his own.
"I don't have any use for the advanced lessons Professor Lupin is giving you for now, anyway." Qiu showed no sign of regret as she said this.
"When you do need them, I can teach you." Harry seized his opening.
"Sure." Qiu smiled and agreed.
And so Harry went to Professor Lupin's