"People have questioned it, we just have yet to find an answer." He smiled very slightly as he continued. "I actually started research the day I got back, because I could not just accept that I was back, just like that. But you're right, it is too big a question for just one person, so working together would be brilliant."
He took a slow deep breath. "If you want my opinion on the matter, I think all this started because someone tried to bring back Voldemort. I can't imagine any other type of magic that would just...create a shift that would bring back people from the dead, just like that.
"I don't know if it is because I keep thinking of that damn veil at the Department of Mysteries," he continued somewhat wryly, his voice growing even more quiet since that was still a very touchy subject for him, "but I keep picturing some sort of...portal. Something that was opened to bring back him back. If things got too uncontrolled, it could explain why others were able to make their way back as well so easily."
He had to pause for a moment, to gather his thoughts and to catch his breath, but soon after he continued. "After I got back, I kept thinking the Wolfsbane potion wouldn't work. It was invented to ease the transformations of werewolves every month and aids the person to keep their own mind once the transformation takes place. I would drink it throughout the week prior to the transformation and I would be able to simply sleep rather than harm myself or wanting to harm others. If... If we would have been back by dark magic and were bound by it, I thought the effects of the Wolfsbane wouldn't take effect on me since werewolves are dark creatures. I thought I would become into a bigger monster than what I used to be before the potion.
"The transformation that month was different," he continued, turning back to him. "I didn't harm anyone, but there were moments when I would not be able to control the wolf from wanting to go out and harming others. The moments would be brief, however, and eventually the potion would start working once more, but it is unsettling that it didn't work as well as it once did." He sighed. "Of course, I am not sure if it is simply because I was dead for nineteen years, or if it was Dark Magic. I had been planning on testing it again this past full moon but... Well." He smiled slightly, wryly. "I had a date with Fenrir that I could not postpone."
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He took a slow deep breath. "If you want my opinion on the matter, I think all this started because someone tried to bring back Voldemort. I can't imagine any other type of magic that would just...create a shift that would bring back people from the dead, just like that.
"I don't know if it is because I keep thinking of that damn veil at the Department of Mysteries," he continued somewhat wryly, his voice growing even more quiet since that was still a very touchy subject for him, "but I keep picturing some sort of...portal. Something that was opened to bring back him back. If things got too uncontrolled, it could explain why others were able to make their way back as well so easily."
He had to pause for a moment, to gather his thoughts and to catch his breath, but soon after he continued. "After I got back, I kept thinking the Wolfsbane potion wouldn't work. It was invented to ease the transformations of werewolves every month and aids the person to keep their own mind once the transformation takes place. I would drink it throughout the week prior to the transformation and I would be able to simply sleep rather than harm myself or wanting to harm others. If... If we would have been back by dark magic and were bound by it, I thought the effects of the Wolfsbane wouldn't take effect on me since werewolves are dark creatures. I thought I would become into a bigger monster than what I used to be before the potion.
"The transformation that month was different," he continued, turning back to him. "I didn't harm anyone, but there were moments when I would not be able to control the wolf from wanting to go out and harming others. The moments would be brief, however, and eventually the potion would start working once more, but it is unsettling that it didn't work as well as it once did." He sighed. "Of course, I am not sure if it is simply because I was dead for nineteen years, or if it was Dark Magic. I had been planning on testing it again this past full moon but... Well." He smiled slightly, wryly. "I had a date with Fenrir that I could not postpone."