Harry did not need to do much convincing to get Professor Remus Lupin to come to the dreamscape. He had been trying to figure out a way to meet with and talk to Hazel all this time. He jumped on the opportunity to speak to his best friend's other child.
Once he said yes Hazel entered his dream and taught him how to enter the dreamscape. He learned quickly and was on the dreamscape that same night. The others were also there but when they saw him they all froze and made excuses on why they had to leave.
Professor Lupin was so engrossed in exploring the dreamscape he did not notice that everyone left until he turned to speak to Hazel. Well, not everyone, Harry was still there. He smiled at the brother and sister.
"you two look so much like your parents you just swapped eye color." Hazel frowned. Of course she knew what Lily Potter looked like, she saw the woman in her dreams so often her face was etched in memory. But she did not think she looked anything like her.
Lily was so beautiful and she felt that she was so very plain.
"Forgive my sister professor. She thinks her mother is professor McGonagall so she is a bit confused."
Hazel's frowned turned from one of confusion to one of anger and she gave Harry a fierce look. She calmed and turned back to Professor Lupin.
"You think I look like my mother? Every time I see her in my dreams she is so stunningly beautiful to me. I look nothing like her."
Harry looked to his sister and smiled slightly. For some reason he liked the fact that she did not know she was beautiful.
"She was very beautiful and you look just like her with your father's eyes. Well the color anyway. I think you still have eyes shaped like Lily's."
"I have so much to ask you about the dreamscape but you invited me here so I will let you go first."
"Perhaps you should go first Professor because you may leave quickly after I tell you what I have to say."
Professor Lupin frowned. "Really. Now I am rather intrigued. I must insist that you begin."
"Okay. First I am going to show you one of your memories. It has been repressed but not naturally. Your mother seems to have altered and removed quite a few of your memories but I travel fate lines just as much as time lines and fate lines are almost impossible to cut.
"Are you okay with Harry being here to see this."
Professor Lupin frowned and looked to Harry. "Of course, he can stay." Hazel nodded.
"Then let's begin. Sit here and get comfortable."
He did as he was told and shortly after he was comfortable the dreamscape shifted in odd ways. Things blurred then sharply focused and blurred again. Professor Lupin recognized his parents in an instant.
The dreamscape wavered then calmed, blurred and focused twice more before it stabilized and his parents began to speak. His father began.
"And how are you so sure that it is werewolfism?"
"What do you mean how am I so sure? Oh, I see. You are going to blame this on me aren't you."
"I don't have werewolf blood in my line."
"That you know of! We both have vampire blood so we can both carry the curse."
"This is beside the point what do we do about our son?"
Professor Lupin's mother paused and thought for a long moment. "I will Alter his memory and tell him he was bitten."
"Alter?! How much will you need to alter."
She shrugged. "I am not sure. I will make sure he is okay. He is my son too."
His father sighed. "Is there no alternative?"
"If you have one please share it with me."
The dreamscape blurred and quivered again and when it cleared a young Professor Lupin sat staring at a mirror as his mother examined his head and then pulled out a wisp of smoke and deposited it into a half ruby red and emerald green gem bowl. The dreamscape trembled and calmed abruptly.
"Sorry. I was not expecting you to have such a strong reaction."
"I just know that bowl. My father gave it to me after my mother was killed." He never took his eyes off of the image of his mother removing memories (seen from the perspective of his young self looking into the mirror), Hazel just nodded.
"I have seen enough." Instantly it all broke like glass and fell away. As it fell it faded as well so it was gone before the pieces touched the floor of the dreamscape.
Hazel sighed. "Sorry professor. I only showed you that because I am developing a potion to resolve this type of werewolfism and I needed you to believe me when I said you were not bitten."
He nodded absent-mindedly and then his head snapped up. "You're working on a resolution? What does that mean?"
"It won't be a cure but it will suppress your wolf and allow you to control it. I think you should think about it and be well informed. We can meet with the nurse and I can explain everything to you and she can explain any medical issues.
"I will say I am going to use some ingredients from other dimensions to exploit different dimensional physics to get the results I want. If you two have never studied dimensional sciences I can bring you some books I own that can be of help."
"Yes. I want to read the books and then we can talk with the nurse. Give me a week."
Four books appeared before him. "you can come to the dreamscape whenever you want to study them or take them with you. You remember how."
"I do. Thank you Hazel." He hugged her fiercely. Harry smirked at his sister as her eyes went wide from shock and Professor Lupin was gone.
Hazel, addressed Madame Poppy Pompfry, Professor Lupin, Professor Snape, and Dumbledore. Madame Pompfry said that Professor Snape needed to be there in case there were ingredients mentioned that she didn't know and when Headmaster Dumbledore heard about the meeting he invited himself.
"This is the ingredient list. Words appeared before them.
Wolf's bane
Moon milk
Star burst grass
Turquoise Moon dust
Blue moon dust
Ashes from a Howl tree
Petals from a sunlight bloom
Blue star nectar
Honey soul crystals
She waited for questions. Professor Snape had an odd smile on his face. Madame Pompfry looked to him and he nodded.
"I know all of these except Honey soul crystals. What dimension are they from?"
"They are from Sala, or the second dimension. They stabilize and strengthen the soul in most dimensions here in En they have the added benefit of helping the soul mark and tie itself to fate. This helps an individual to maintain their identity."
Snape's eyebrows rose. He was becoming more and more impressed with Lily's daughter. Why wasn't her son the same.
"And the process?"
Hazel nodded. "There is no fire. It is initiated with soul essence and a process bubble can be used instead of a cauldron. You initially mix wolf's bane and Blue moon dust and inject it with soul essence. Allow this to fully combine and then settle. Once fully settled it should be a pale blue color.
"Next allow moon milk and honey soul crystals to enter the mixture and once almost fully combined slowly add turquoise moon dust and allow to fully combine and allow to process for two minutes.
"while that is processing allow ashes of a howl tree and Blue star nectar mix for a minute and a half and add to potion.
"Finally slowly add Petals of sunlight bloom then star burst grass allow to combine well.
"Allow the potion to process for twenty minutes. This allows the wolf's bane to completely breakdown. After the twenty minutes remove the soul essence and allow the potion to distill, it will distill into a liquid and a gas and both should be light green in color."
She paused and no one asked anything so she continued.
"To administer the person should drink half the liquid. This should put them into a deep sleep. After thirty minutes of sleep they should be given all the gas part of the potion. Once they awake naturally they should be given the second half of the liquid. If they go back to sleep they need another dose to be administered after the next full moon. If they need the second dose they will involuntarily change but they will have noticeable control over their werewolf.
"when successfully administered the individual can change when they want and they will have full control over their werewolf selves,"
Again she paused, looking at all of them and waiting for questions.
"And when will you come and assist in potions class?"
Hazel frowned then blinked at the question. Snape merely smiled.