I took a comfortable hot bath, changed into clean clothes, washed the wizard robe and hung it in front of the window to bask in the sun.
Soon, old Tom, the bar owner, delivered a hot meal.
A large roast suckling pig, a small plate of pickled eel, a small plate of fruit salad, and a glass of butter beer.
Anton raised his index finger and middle finger, making a sign of two, "Two copies, sir."
Old Tom looked at his stomach curiously, "Maybe you can't eat that much."
Anton laughed, and patted the box next to him, "I have a sick uncle who wants to eat too."
"???" Old Tom left with a strange expression on his face.
He has been running a tavern for most of his life, and he has never seen anything. Hey, he has never seen such a thing.
What kind of weird behavior is it to put a sick uncle around in a box?
When the food was delivered again, he was surprised to find that it was really like this, and...
"Lupin?!!!"
Lupin looked up with a pale face full of cold sweat and smiled, "Old Tom, long time no see."
Old Tom didn't have the joy of reuniting after a long absence. He stared at Lupin coldly, and then at Anton, "No one else knows, but I know it. Lupine, we don't welcome werewolves here!"
Lupin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I'll go now, let him stay, I don't know him well."
Old Tom hesitated for a moment, staring suspiciously at Anton.
Anton waved with a smile, "No need, I'll go with him."
"No, I can't take care of you in my current state!" Lupin was anxious, he stared at Anton and said seriously, "Son, listen, I'm a werewolf, and I can't keep you by my side all the time. It's too dangerous for you."
Anton shrugged his shoulders, "Then you stand up and take two steps?"
Lupin struggled for a moment, snapped, and fell back on the bed.
The result was obvious, and Anton didn't expect that the Cruciatus Curse would hurt Lupin so much, or that, as one of the three Unforgivable Curses, it would have this effect on most people?
Anton probably remembered Neville, who was called 'Gryffindor Juggernaut' by marketing. His parents were Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and members of the Order of the Phoenix. With such strength, he was tortured by Voldemort's subordinate Bella with the Cruciatus Curse. Became a lunatic, and has been locked up in St. Mungo's Hospital for more than ten years, but he hasn't recovered.
Lupin was obviously seriously injured, but old Tom insisted, "You can't stay here!"
"I'll leave." Lupine looked lonely.
Anton looked at Old Tom with a smile, "Maybe I can enjoy this lunch before I leave? I haven't eaten meat for a long time."
As he said that, without waiting for Old Tom to agree, he rubbed his hands, sat down and ate with relish.
Old Tom looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and finally smiled at Anton, "Eat." Then he turned and left.
The taste of roast suckling pig is very good!
The pork skin is roasted extremely crispy, and the bottom is a layer of fat that is almost rotten. After one bite, the fat and thin pork belly burst out with a rich sauce.
Anton's eyes lit up, who had no hope for British food.
"tasty!"
Oh my god, he hasn't smelled meat in two months!
Anton happily took a plate and put Lupine's share on the bed, "You can sit up and eat a little, at least you can regain some strength."
Lupin bowed his head in silence, his eyes were covered by his messy hair, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Discrimination is everywhere in this world." Anton enlightened with a smile, and Lupine raised his head in astonishment.
"Among wizards, pure-bloods discriminate against half-bloods, half-bloods discriminate against mudbloods, and mudbloods discriminate against Muggles who don't know magic. Those who come from magic schools discriminate against wandering wild people.
To expand a little bit, they are also intelligent creatures. Humans discriminate against all other intelligent creatures, elves, house elves, werewolves, vampires, centaurs, Veela..." Anton took a big sip of butter beer, "Just Even the pure-blood family has the existence of being superior and being discriminated against. "
He chuckled, "Discrimination is everywhere, and everyone is at a certain link in the chain of discrimination. Unless your strength reaches Dumbledore's, there is no way for you to avoid it."
Lupin raised his head and looked at Anton, who was talking eloquently, with a hint of emotion on his face.
He has never heard such an argument. Usually, no matter how kind a good friend is, most of them encourage him to show his excellent self so that everyone can recognize him.
"Don't expect others to agree with you." Anton waved his arms, and his young body seemed to be inhabited by a powerful keyboard gun master, "You should be clearly aware of this kind of discrimination, recognize this status quo, and find a way of life that suits you. way!"
"Survival?" Lupin murmured.
"Yes!" Anton grabbed a pig's trotter and bit down hard, "Your spell looks very powerful, maybe you can be a professor."
Lupin smiled bitterly, "Who would want a werewolf to be a teacher?"
Wow~
A dirty cloth bag was overturned, and Jin Jialong rolled out with a clatter, forming a hill on the bed.
Anton pointed at himself with a smile, "Me!"
"My teacher is gone!" Anton said with a sad face, he was killed by you, and he died a miserable death. I don't have a teacher now, no one teaches me magic, and even survival becomes difficult. "
"You have to compensate me and teach me to learn magic spells! Of course, I will give you tuition!"
Anton looked at him seriously, "I can't find anyone more suitable than you."
The corner of Lupin's mouth twitched, he really wanted to say, you killed your teacher!
Wow~
Anton grabbed a handful of Galleons with his clean left hand and placed them in Lupine's hand, the golden color was extraordinarily dazzling.
"Then let's make a happy deal like this!"
Lupin wanted to refuse, but the color of the gold was too dazzling, and he really needed money when he was down and out. Tangled and tangled, in the end he was only left with a depressed sigh under the oppression of life. He could only look at Anton seriously, "Every time there is a full moon, you have to stay away from me!"
Anton finished the sumptuous lunch with three strokes. He walked to the busy traffic outside the window and tapped the window lightly with his fingers.
"Maybe we should live in the Muggle world. Whether it's magic medicine or gold Gallon, they will be very important materials in the future."
"What do you think, Mr. Lupin, I must refer to your opinion."
He turned his head and looked serious, but saw Lupin tremblingly holding on to the fork, struggling to pick up a piece of meat, but he couldn't get it in.
"???"
Anton walked forward quickly, staring at Lupin closely, with a serious face, "The Cruciatus Curse hurt you so much?"
Lupine looked up, struggling to smile.
"It's fine."
After speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell down.
"Walter?!!!" Anton was stunned.