Asher couldn't figure out which situation it was, but now was obviously not the time to pursue it.
After the failed sneak attack, Lupin stood there panting, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Asher.
The hand holding the wand was shaking from exerting too much force.
The anger on his face was clearly visible: "As expected of a student of Snotlout, you're only in fifth grade, and you can't wait to jump out and avenge him?"
"Revenge?" Lupin's words made Asher's expression change: "What did these guys do to the professor back then?"
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