Mortlake grudgingly nodded his agreement and shot a glance towards Remus before smirking.
"And what about werewolves" he asked, the smirk never leaving his face.
This immediately annoyed Harry and he seethed inwardly as the man had clearly put him in the position on purpose so he decided to have a little fun with the man.
"Ahh, now that would depend again" he concluded.
"On what exactly?" Mortlake growled.
"Well if the werewolf in question had taken the Wolfsbane potion primarily" he revealed with a mocking nod. "Very few know of that potion, how did you become aware of it?" Mortlake asked suspiciously.
"One of my tutors was a werewolf and told me about it" Harry lied smoothly.
Internally he scolded himself for the slip when he remembered that the potion was a few months away from being available to the public.
Mortlake just narrowed his eyes at the teen and gestured for him to continue.
"Well any responsible and conscientious sufferer of Lycanthropy will take steps to ensure that they are isolated and secure at the full moon" he began again. "If you come across a werewolf then it is very likely that they purposely placed themselves near to a populated area so they could kill or turn people" he added with a shake of his head. "In that case you need to be able to conjure silver, or have a silver dagger or sharp object handy" he explained. "But fighting a werewolf is not a good idea, they are very fast and very powerful" he pointed out. "Even if you manage to stab it, it will not die immediately unless you get it in the heart or brain" he elaborated. "It is best if you use the Disillusionment Charm coupled with Scent Concealing spells and run" he concluded.
"And just out of interest, what would you do if the filthy beast had taken the potion?" Mortlake questioned, again annoying the teen greatly.
Harry smiled.
"Well if I was outside and I encountered the fellow I'd probably conjure a ball and teach it to play fetch, all dogs like fetch" he deadpanned.
The Marauders and most of the class laughed at this, clearly amused by the thought of a werewolf chasing a ball.
Mortlake shook his head exasperatedly. "And what if you came upon one in your home, surely you would not play fetch" he sighed.
"Oh no Professor, you couldn't allow the creature to be in your home" Harry answered seriously.
Mortlake smirked and nodded his agreement.
"They are rather smelly and I imagine have the tendency to urinate on things" Harry continued with a mocking shake of his head. "In that scenario, I would probably conjure a collar and lead and take the little bugger for a walk, we can't have him pissing on the furniture can we" he shrugged.
James, Sirius and Peter roared in laughter as did most of the class while Remus looked both shocked and slightly worried.
Mortlake shook his head. "That will be ten points from Gryffindor" he growled. "And there was me thinking you may have some promise" he added exasperatedly.
Harry just shrugged; it was definitely worth it to him.
"Alright listen up while I explain how else you will be spending your time up until Christmas" Mortlake demanded as he made his way back to the front of the classroom.
The class fell silently and waited for the man to inform them on what they would be doing.
"You are going to be put into pairs and each lesson you will be given five curses each to research and write about away from class" he explained. "Your partners will be determined completely by random, I have written all of your names on a piece of parchment and they will be placed in this" he announced pointing to a chalice on his desk that very much resembled the Goblet of Fire, though it was much smaller. "The cup will fire out two names at a time and they will be the pair, there will be no changing of partners" he finished firmly.
He then placed all of the names into the cup and it glowed as a bright green flame erupted within.
"The first pair" he called as the cup spat out the first pieces of parchment. "Is Snape and Avery" he announced.
The boys in question were clearly happy with the pairing and shared a knowing smirk.
The tongue of flame expelled another two names and Mortlake cleared his throat before speaking.
"Pettigrew and Rookwood" he said simply.
Peter sighed and Rookwood shook his head irritably. "Next we have the two LeStrange brother's" Mortlake spoke again after another two names had emerged.
The two brother's were clearly happy with the announcement.
"Next we have Potter and Black" he called. James and Sirius immediately began hi-fiving but were cut off by Mortlake.
"Not you two morons" he growled. "Harry Potter…"
Sirius gave Harry a winning smile.
"And Bellatrix Black" Mortlake added causing all of the Marauders to give Harry a look of sympathy.
Bellatrix simply stared at the man as though he was insane and shook her head at him.
Harry swallowed deeply and had to fight the urge not to vomit or lose his temper at the revelation. Inside he was furious and it took every ounce of his occlumency skill to control himself.
He could barely tolerate Peter and now he had to work with the woman that had killed his godfather. Even though he was managing to control his rage his eyes were starting to glow eerily from the effort to suppress his magic.
"Watch your back Harry" Sirius whispered. "She will curse you the first chance she gets" he warned.
"I hope she does" Harry ground out.
"The next pair is Potter and Lupin" Mortlake cut in.
Both Remus and James breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next is Evans and Prince" Mortlake continued. Both girls looked as relieved as Remus and James had been and shared a smile.
"Black and McKinnon" the professor announced after a moment.
"Oh you have to be joking" Sirius whined as Marlene winked at him amusedly.
"You can't fight fate Padfoot" Peter snickered.
"I swear I am going to curse you Wormtail, I've had enough" he grumbled.
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