Hogwarts from another world

The stranger who suddenly broke in was a tall, thin young wizard.

His face is thin, his nose is slightly long, and his face is slightly pale.

He glanced at the three people in the cubicle and nodded sternly. Then, he sat down directly on the last remaining empty seat.

"Sir" Hermione cleared her throat and asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

Before she could finish her words, the stranger had already rushed to answer: "The new teacher at Hogwarts."

His voice was cold, and there was a feeling of being thousands of miles away when he spoke.

Hermione, Matthew and Neville looked at each other, and they immediately decided that the stranger in front of them would be difficult to deal with.

The stranger had no intention of continuing to communicate with them. He took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket and stuffed them into his ears. Then he took out a pair of eye masks and put them on.

Finally, he leaned against the window, remained motionless, and began to rest, and seemed to soon fall into a deep sleep.

Matthew, Hermione and Neville all subconsciously moved further away from this stranger.

"New Professor" Neville frowned, looked at the stranger's lifeless figure, and asked in a low voice: "I wonder which course he teaches?"

"No need to ask," Hermione whispered, "There's only one vacancy, and it's Transfiguration."

"Don't be so arbitrary. We can't rule out that there may be other situations." Matthew added.

Hermione pouted, feeling that Matthew was deliberately making a point. Although she didn't say anything.

The three of them carefully looked at Neville's sleeping stranger and kept a certain "safe distance" from him.

They also had a popular Transfiguration teacher last year, but after more than half of the semester, they learned that the teacher was actually a vampire and was suspected of being involved in a series of attacks on campus.

"Well, I hope he can do the job." Neville said with some doubt, "Although he doesn't look very reliable."

He said the last sentence in a low voice that only Matthew and Hermione could hear.

"You shouldn't judge a person by his appearance," Hermione cleared her throat and whispered, "Do you remember Professor Trocca from last semester? He appeared to be quite reliable, but he was actually a vampire who did all kinds of evil."

Matthew frowned slightly, although he didn't speak to contradict Hermione.

At this moment, the strange teacher who was sleeping suddenly moved.

They looked at him worriedly, fearing that their conversation had disturbed him or that he might have heard their disparaging remarks. But the stranger just turned his head to the side, opened his mouth slightly, and then continued to sleep.

The three of them quickly shut their mouths, not daring to make any sound so as not to disturb him.

As the Hogwarts Express headed north, the fertile farmland and pastures outside the window began to slowly become sparse, making the scenery somewhat desolate.

The sky also became gloomy, with naturally dense clouds; although it was still early, the sky quickly darkened.

With the appearance of this stranger, their trip suddenly became a little boring.

After all, there is such an "outsider". They no longer dare to continue to make noises and laughs in the cubicle. They are worried about disturbing him. Even when discussing hot topics such as "Azkaban Prison Break Incident", they can only speak in a low voice. Arguing.

Just before noon, the dimpled waitress opened the door to their compartment.

"Honey, do you need some snacks?"

The three of them were naturally a little hungry.

"Should we wake him up?" Hermione looked at the half-lying professor. He seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"Let's forget it." Neville spread his hands.

He had not forgotten the attitude of this strange professor when he entered the cubicle earlier: "The food truck should always be at the front of the car. When he wakes up, he can go there on his own, so we don't want to disturb him." ”

The other two agreed, and then they returned to their seats and started tucking into pumpkin pie and chocolate cake.

After they were all full, the atmosphere became awkward again.

Matthew and Hermione simply took out their textbooks and started reading.

Neville bent down to play with Hermione's cat, Crookshanks.

The time soon reached the afternoon, and the sky became gloomier.

The train continues to run north.

It started to rain lightly in the sky, and the endless mountains outside the car window became blurry.

"When do we have to wait until we get to Hogwarts?" Neville asked tiredly.

He had given up trying to tease Crookshanks because the little guy was too lazy to move and was not willing to cooperate with Neville.

"At least four more hours." Matthew looked at his watch and replied.

"Bad news" Neville sighed.

Just when Matthew was closing the door on Miranda Gorshak's

"Oh, by the way," Neville suddenly remembered something and shouted very abruptly, "There is one more thing."

"Shhh" Hermione raised an index finger in front of her lips, gave Neville a displeased look, and pointed at the unfamiliar professor next to her.

Matthew was more inclined to think that it was because Hermione's thoughts of reading a book were interrupted by Neville's voice, so she seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Sorry," Neville smiled innocently and lowered his voice: "I just want to say that you may be able to see my dad this semester."

"Oh" Matthew looked at Neville curiously.

"He will be responsible for the security of Hogwarts in the next year." Neville explained.

"Didn't the Ministry of Magic send dementors to protect Hogwarts?" Hermione asked with some confusion: "I remember your father is an Auror."

"I'm just telling you two, you must not tell anyone." Neville's voice became even lower: "Some senior officials in the Auror Command believed that the Dementors' attack was ineffective against the three fugitives, so they relied solely on photography. Ghost monsters can't guard against them at all, so some Aurors will also participate in the defense of Hogwarts."

"He's just a fugitive from Azkaban. Why does the Ministry of Magic want to protect Hogwarts?" Matthew suddenly asked calmly: "There is actually no connection between the two."

Neville was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in confusion.

Hermione had a confused look on her face.

Matthew just finished speaking

At this moment, the lights in the aisle and the luggage rack suddenly turned on.

The train clanged and clanged as it moved slower and slower.