Douglas said with a fake smile:
"Good question. Since you asked, this question will be a special holiday assignment for the members of the Charon Detective Agency. Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Potter, but please notify your club members afterward. Oh, and don't forget the students who have already gone home."
Harry had originally wanted to ask why the Aurors had arrived at such a convenient moment, but now he didn't dare ask anything else.
He was afraid that if he kept asking, he would leave not only without any rewards, but with a pile of homework...
Watching Harry unconsciously back away, Douglas didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then he pointed at Lupin and said:
"Come, let me introduce him to you again. This is Remus Lupin, a very close friend of your parents. Because he's a werewolf, he's spent all these years wandering from place to place. I think you already knew that."
Harry opened his mouth and said in surprise:
"So you really are a werewolf?"
Lupin made no attempt to avoid the subject now and said with a smile:
"Yes, a genuine werewolf."
Douglas glared at Harry and said:
"Honestly, child, what's all this 'werewolf' business? Where are your manners? You should call him Uncle Remus."
Harry hurriedly addressed Lupin:
"Un... Uncle Remus..."
Looking at the thirteen-year-old Harry before him, who looked almost exactly like James at thirteen, Lupin suddenly fell into a daze.
That boy had draped an arm over his shoulders and said, "Remus, smile more. The way you look now, you could pass for someone's uncle..."
He had replied straightaway, "Oh, James, my dear nephew..."
Before he could reminisce any further, a series of coughs from Douglas brought him back to his senses.
"Remus, the boy just called you uncle. Aren't you