Professor Remus Lupin sat in his dimly lit classroom, the soft glow of candlelight casting shadowy figures upon the stone walls. The evening had fallen upon Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, signaling the end of another long day of teaching and learning.
As he gazed down at the stack of parchment in front of him, a weary sigh escaped his lips. The essays and assignments seemed to stretch on endlessly, each one requiring careful attention and thoughtful feedback. But Professor Lupin was determined to finish grading them before retiring for the night.
With a flick of his wand, he summoned a quill and dipped it in ink, the scratching sound filling the room as he worked diligently. The words on the parchment danced before his tired eyes, blurring together in a mess of jumbled thoughts and ideas.
