Chapter 441: The Holiday Begins
It seemed he didn't want to confront those letters from the parents. Even though Madam Pomfrey kept insisting that his injuries weren't fully healed, Lupin was determined to leave the hospital. He went to his office, gathered a few belongings, and left the castle, alone and quietly.
Lupin didn't allow anyone to see him off. Only a large black dog accompanied him to the carriage.
With the office now empty again, many students felt a sense of loss. As Harry had once said, Lupin had been one of the best Defence Against the Dark Arts professors they'd ever had.
No one cared whether Lupin was a Werewolf. A whole school year had passed without incident, proving he wasn't a threat and wouldn't harm anyone intentionally.
But there was nothing they could do. It wasn't their decision to make.
"I wonder who they'll assign us next year!" Cedric said, a hint of resignation in his voice. "These days, it's hard to find a good Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."
"Maybe... a Vampire?" Fred suggested with a grin.
"A Zombie wouldn't be bad, either," George added.
Cho's request was simpler: as long as it wasn't a Dementor, she'd accept almost anyone else.
When afternoon arrived...
Lupin had been right. During dinner, hundreds of owls suddenly swooped into the Great Hall, each one clutching an envelope. Most were ordinary letters, but several were the dreaded red Howlers.