Chapter 251 The Dementor That Should Not Have Appeared

"Zhang, this way! Come here--"

The little witch held the ginger Crookshanks and waved her arms vigorously at herself.

After saying hello to several classmates passing by, Zhang Xiao walked through the crowd and came to a relatively quiet corner.

"I didn't feel it before at the Burrow, but now it seems that everyone is very nervous."

Harry's emerald green eyes swept around, focusing on the Auror who was looking back and forth vigilantly beside the train.

A British man with a top hat lowered his head to look at his watch and nodded to his companion.

A sharp whistle sounded.

"Five minutes earlier than usual." Malfoy frowned and looked at the round clock hanging on the wall.

Everyone whispered around, but the Aurors didn't care about it. They drove the little wizards to the train in a stiff manner.

"Let's go too, and talk on the train."

Zhang Xiao helped his friends carry their luggage up, and the railway staff walked along the train and closed all the doors.

The train was spewing steam and blew a loud whistle, giving the impression of being impatient to depart.

The wheels began to move slowly.

Arthur and his wife and Sirius had not passed through the wall until this time. Seeing that the train had started, they were obviously stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at the clock.

How did it arrive early?

But the train had already begun to accelerate, and they could only wave at the little wizards who were sticking their bodies out of the window until the train turned the corner and could no longer see them.

"Let's go, let's find a place to sit for a while."

Zhang Xiao, Malfoy, Harry, Ron and Hermione walked along the corridor, looking for an empty carriage, but all the carriages were full.

Only the last carriage was not full.

There was only one person in this carriage, who was sitting by the window and sleeping soundly.

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but was a little surprised. He thought that after the plot changed, Professor Lupin would go to Hogwarts in another way.

But he didn't expect to meet him in the carriage.

Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped at the threshold and looked over with some confusion.

The Hogwarts Express is usually for students, and they have never seen an adult here, except for the witch who pushed the food cart for them.

Lupin was wearing an extremely tattered wizard robe with patches in several places.

He looked sick, and there was a sense of relief and peace in his fatigue.

He looked very young, but his light brown hair was already mixed with white hair.

"Professor R. J. Lupin." Hermione whispered.

"Professor? He is a professor?" Malfoy frowned and asked doubtfully: "Granger, how do you know he is a professor?"

Zhang Xiao waved at them and made a "hush" gesture. Several people entered one after another. The compartment was not too big, but it was more than enough to sit six people.

The little witch pointed her wand in the direction of Lupin and gently released a "silent" sound.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Oh, Professor Lupin looks very tired, let him have a good rest."

Malfoy was still a little upset about Lupin being a professor. He kept looking at Lupin's shabby clothes and patches of various sizes, as well as the torn and frayed suitcase.

"Is he really a professor? Can't Hogwarts afford the salary?

I remember that the professor's salary is very generous, even higher than the salary of the head of the Ministry of Magic."

Ron wrinkled his nose in disgust and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Harry, who clapped his hands:

"I remember it!"

Harry leaned forward and said excitedly:

"Guys, I remember who Professor Lupin is. Sirius told me that there were three people who had the best relationship with my father when they were in school, and Professor Lupin was one of them.

The other one is that shameful traitor, Peter Pettigrew."

"Really? What does he teach?"

The interest of the friends was immediately raised.

"Defense against the Dark Arts." Zhang Xiao conjured up a small table and placed the Muggle snacks he had bought on the table: "Professor Lupin had been wandering around before.

I think we have finally welcomed the first Defense against the Dark Arts professor who should be very competent."

Ron picked up a bag of potato chips, tore it clumsily, stuffed his mouth with potato chips, and said happily:

"Great, then we Gryffindor finally have someone to protect us, deduct points, deduct points from Slytherin severely, Snape always deducts points from us."

Malfoy curled his lips in disdain, but did not speak. As long as this topic was mentioned, it would be a quarrel.

This has happened countless times when Brother Drag lived in the Burrow, recalling the short life in the Burrow in the past two days.

But it gave Malfoy a brand new feeling that he had never experienced before.

It turns out that even if the yard is not big enough and the trimming is not beautiful enough, it is still very interesting.

The Weasley family has become accustomed to clearing goblins, which is full of fun in his and Harry's eyes.

Malfoy had never lived in a house where the ceiling was only about two meters away from him.

The Burrow was very crowded and the rooms were very small, but that place seemed to have a magical power that always made people happy.

The food made by Mrs. Molly tasted great, and Percy always liked to talk to him about the Ministry of Magic and major events in the wizarding world.

Life in the Burrow was full of surprises.

There was still a sense of loss after leaving.

All in all, the young master had a very happy life these two days. For the sake of being in a good mood, he didn't care about this idiot Weasley.

It's definitely not because they forced themselves to call them uncle.

Malfoy decisively chose to change the topic. He looked at his president and asked curiously:

"Zhang, what exactly did you find in the Black Mansion before?

Why is Dumbledore even here? Are you so anxious to send us to the Burrow? "

This question immediately attracted all the attention.

This is what a few young wizards desperately wanted to know, and they speculated countless times in the Burrow.

Harry insisted that Zhang had probably discovered a weapon against Voldemort.

Hermione thought it was probably something like knowledge - the lost kind that recorded powerful magic.

Ron thought it was probably a treasure. The Black family was so rich, it was normal to have some ancient hidden treasures.

After a rational and careful analysis, Brother Drag believed that Porter's statement was more reliable, but he still had to ask Zhang about the cause.

"Well - nothing, just something that Professor Dumbledore is very interested in, that's all."

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and added:

"If I could tell you, I would have told you a long time ago. I can only say that I can't reveal it yet. This is also what Dumbledore requested, so you should stop asking."

Everyone let out a sigh of regret, but did not continue to ask questions. After such a long time together, they had already understood Zhang Xiao's temper.

If you can say it, you won't hide it. If you can't say it, you can't say it.

Soon everyone started chatting about snacks and looking forward to the snack cart coming soon.

The focus is on Hogsmeade, because third grade wizards can go to Hogsmeade, the only natural wizard village in the UK, on ​​weekends.

A dreamy expression appeared on Ron's face: "I just want to go see Honeydukes!

There's everything there...pepper urchins - which will put smoke in your mouth - and big, fat chocolate balls filled with strawberry jelly and chunks of cream.

There is also a particularly wonderful candy cane quill that you can suck on and eat in class, and others will think you are thinking about what to write next——"

"Hogsmeade is a very interesting place, isn't it?" Hermione asked eagerly, "Magical Places of Interest says that the tavern was the headquarters of the Goblin Rebellion in 1612;

And the Screaming Shack, said to be the most haunted house in Britain—"

"-and there are sorbet balls so big that when you suck on them your feet rise several inches off the ground," said Ron, who obviously hadn't heard a word Hermione was saying.

Hermione turned to look at Harry.

"By the way, Harry, did Dursley sign your Hogsmeade application form?"

"Of course!" Harry couldn't help but grinned, smiling very happily:

"Sirius signed me up on the first day and told me that Hogsmeade was the most fun place. He said there was a secret passage leading directly to Honeydukes' back warehouse.

We can sneak in through the secret passage and eat whatever we want! "

Ron's eyes were frighteningly bright: "Really? Harry, please share that secret passage with me!"

"Harry! Ron! You can't do this -" Hermione's face turned into a straight line, her mouth pursed into a straight line, looking like Professor McGonagall, and she said sternly: "This is immoral! It's stealing. !”

Harry and Ron couldn't help but shrink their heads, not daring to look directly at the little witch's face.

Malfoy laughed loudly. He held his face high and said as calmly as possible: "Weasley - in order to thank Mrs. Molly for the hospitality these two days, when you get to Hogsmeade, how about I invite you to Honeydukes?" "

Ron was overjoyed, but it was Malfoy who said this, which made him a little confused.

So his expression was very strange, his mouth was grinning, but his eyebrows were wrinkled.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the whole box was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Professor Lupine suddenly moved.

They stopped and looked at him, but saw that he just turned his head to the other side, opened his mouth slightly, and continued to sleep.

As the Hogwarts Express traveled north, the scenery outside the window became increasingly desolate.

As the clouds thickened high in the sky, the sky darkened. People chased each other past the door of their cubicle.

At one o'clock, the fat witch pushing a food trolley came to the door of their compartment.

The little wizards who had been looking forward to it for a long time immediately rushed forward and bought a large bag of snacks.

Without anyone's prompting, Harry bought a portion for Professor Lupin, including hot pumpkin juice, a large stack of cauldron-shaped cakes, and chocolate frogs.

"If he wakes up and feels hungry, he can just eat it, right?"

Harry smiled and carefully sorted the things aside.

As the train continued to speed north, the rain fell harder and harder, and the windows turned a watery gray and gradually darkened.

Finally, the lights in the aisle and on the luggage rack suddenly came on. The train was clanging, the raindrops were pounding, and the wind was howling outside the window, but Professor Lupine was still sleeping.

"We must be almost there." Ron said, leaning forward and looking through Professor Lupin at the now dark car window.

As soon as he finished speaking, the train began to slow down.

"That's great!" said Ron. He stood up and walked carefully past Professor Lupin, trying to see clearly what was happening outside the window. "I'm so hungry, I really want to attend the party..."

Zhang Xiao put down the comic book in his hand, stood up suddenly, frowned and looked into the distance.

Something's wrong!

The speed of the train suddenly slowed down, getting slower and slower, and finally the sound of the wheels gradually became inaudible, and the sound of wind and rain hit the windows louder than before.

"what happened?"

Harry, who was closest to the door, stood up and looked down the hall.

Throughout the carriage, countless heads poked out of the compartments curiously.

The train came to a screeching halt, and there was a ping-pong-pong-pong sound in the distance. The luggage must have fallen off the rack.

Then, out of nowhere, all the lights went out and they were plunged into complete darkness.

Almost as soon as the lights went out, Zhang Xiao instinctively used the illumination technique. He stretched out his hand to stop his friends and felt something carefully.

Dementors?

Why are there still dementors around? The number is very large, almost comparable to what was seen in Azkaban.

In the original book, the Dementors boarded the train to search for Sirius, but now Dumbledore has already warned the Ministry of Magic that Dementors are absolutely prohibited from getting close to the little wizard.

Hermione suddenly shivered strangely and gasped, as if she had been drenched in cold water.

"Have you ever felt—a little cold?"

The originally gloomy sky became pitch black without a trace of light.

Even the light lit by other students' wands disappeared, and only the light in the carriage lit up warmly and firmly.

The car that had been so mild and pleasant suddenly turned bitterly cold.

They seemed to be surrounded by a deep, impenetrable, silent darkness, as if a giant hand had covered the entire train with a thick, cold curtain, preventing them from seeing anything.

Screams from other students began to be heard all around, but the screams that should have been high-pitched seemed to come from far, far away.

The sliding door slowly opened.

Ron Malfoy and Hermione screamed at the same time. Almost instinctively, they shrank behind Malfoy, grabbed his clothes tightly, and looked out from both sides of the brother's shoulders.

The poor young master's face was as white as paper, and he tried to hide behind Zhang Xiao while shouting.

Unfortunately, he was dragged by Ron and Hermione and couldn't move at all.

Harry felt like he couldn't breathe. The chill seeped into his skin, invaded his chest, and entered his heart...

I saw a cloaked figure standing at the door, so tall and big that it almost touched the ceiling.

It was just a silhouette, but it made several people feel sincere fear.

Zhang Xiao waved his wand suddenly, pulling out a layer of light silver mist that enveloped the surroundings, which almost had an immediate effect.

The little wizards immediately felt much more comfortable.

Zhang Xiao pointed at the Dementor with his magic wand:

"Get out, you are not welcome on this train!"

The dementor seemed to be enraged. It made a weird roar and turned around suddenly, only to be face to face with it.

Zhang Xiao and the dementors were stunned.

I saw the black hood of this dementor.

Has a clear white handprint.

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