days at Hogwarts

Chapter 278 Lupine: Is this third grade?

While chatting all the way, Professor Lupine fell into a deep sleep.As they talked, the train had left London and was speeding along fields filled with cattle and sheep. Through the glass, they could see fields and pastures passing before their eyes.

Around twelve o'clock, dark clouds began to accumulate in the sky, becoming continuous and dark.

"It seems like it's going to rain." Hermione straightened up and glanced out the window, then looked at Professor Lupin who was sleeping next to the window. The window was opened a crack, and cold wind came in through the crack.

The little witch thought for a while and whispered: "Why don't we help the professor close the windows? He will catch a cold."

"I'll do it." Loren stood up and closed the window gently without waking Lupine.

At this moment, a fat witch with dimples and a bright smile opened the door of the compartment: "Honey, do you want to buy some food for the car?"

The four of them looked at each other with the same smile.

"I'll buy it! I still have some bonuses left after I came back from Egypt, and my mother gave me pocket money!" Ron jumped up and came to the aisle.

Bibi's multi-flavored beans, Chuibao Super Bubble Gum, chocolate frogs, pumpkin pie, crucible-shaped cake... and various other weird foods, all the same, and some of each were sold.

"Twelve silver coins, cheaper than I thought!" Ron smiled brightly. He carried a lot of snacks into the box and dumped them on the table.

Two years ago, when he first met Harry when they were freshmen, Harry bought so many snacks.Ron still remembered the somewhat embarrassing scene at that time. He had a different feeling about old friends and old places.

But Ron didn't think much about it. He just wanted to treat a few friends to a good meal before his pocket money was wasted or cheated by the twins.

"And this, I'll treat you to this meal!" Ron took out a bulging cardboard box and opened it, which contained four sandwiches. "Bacon, she finally remembered that I don't like corned beef."

"Mrs. Weasley prepared it for me too." Harry took out a cardboard box of the same style and opened it, revealing the same bacon sandwich inside.

Ron picked up a sandwich, took a bite, and said vaguely: "A bit dry...a bit cold...needs to be heated."

Loren took out a glass jar filled with honey, shook his wand, and threw in two blue flames: "Put it on and bake it for a while."

"Praise Loren!" Ron cheered, stacking two sandwich cartons on top of the glass jar.

The aroma of bacon was slowly being roasted. Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship was very good. The sandwich that had been left for several hours was still attractive after being heated.

"Meow~" Crookshanks emerged from the wicker frame, stepped on the seat with his hind feet, pulled the small table with his front feet, and looked at the glass jar with his bright yellow eyes.

Ron was stunned for a moment when he saw its persimmon face: "What an ugly cat."

"Crookshanks, don't run away!" Hermione greeted, hugged Crookshanks back, then raised her eyes and glared at Ron, "Nonsense, Crookshanks is so beautiful!"

Harry looked at Crookshanks' face and fell silent for a moment.

At the critical moment, Loren stood up and gave each of them a chocolate frog with a smile: "Eat something, eat something..."

The dark clouds became thicker and thicker, and the sky outside became darker and darker. At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.The train was clanging, the raindrops were pounding, and the wind was howling outside the window, but Professor Lupine was still sleeping.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting the car windows, Loren and the others felt that their hearts were slowly becoming peaceful. Hermione stroked Crookshanks' long ginger hair, and his eyelids began to fight, and he quickly fell asleep. past.

"When will we arrive?" Loren turned his head and looked out the window.

"According to the experience of the past two years, after dark." Harry said with some uncertainty.

Ron, who was immersed in playing backgammon on the table, beat Harry again. He put the chess pieces in his mouth and chuckled: "If you drive a flying car, it will be faster. If you ride a firebolt, it will be even faster."

"Spare the Whomping Willow, and Mr. Weasley." Harry rolled his eyes at him, "The Whomping Willow, who is older than us, was almost killed by us. Your father was fined a large amount for the Flying Car. If you hadn’t won the grand prize, today’s sandwich would be just slices of bread sandwiched between slices of bread.”

Ron continued to laugh.

The rolling mountains outside the window became blurry, and the train continued to rush north. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the windows turned into a watery gray and gradually darkened.

Loren used his magic vision to look out of the car over and over again, but he still didn't see the Dementor.His hand tickled Crookshanks' chin, making it purr from the comfort.

Crookshanks opened his eyes slightly, pushed away Hermione's combing hands with his feet, and crawled away from her legs.Curling up into Loren's arms.

Hermione: "..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the little witch's angry expression, and Loren couldn't help but smile: "Hermione?"

"Ok?"

"Do you want to eat the cockroach pile?" Loren pinched a cockroach pile and brought it to her mouth.

"Don't eat! Uh...I don't..."

The sky outside was getting darker and darker. I don't know whether it was because the sun was setting or the dark clouds were too thick. In the end, I couldn't see it at all.With a snap, the lights in the aisle and on the luggage rack suddenly turned on.

Soon after the lights came on, the sound of the wheels gradually disappeared, and the train was slowing down and seemed to be coming to a stop.

"Great!" Ron quickly shook his head to shake the sleepiness out of his mind, as if he had learned from Crookshanks.He stood up and walked carefully past Professor Lupin, trying to see clearly what was going on outside the window, "Get out of the car quickly, I can't wait to attend the banquet!"

Hermione looked at her watch and said with a serious expression, "There's still an hour until we arrive at the station."

"Then why stopped?" Harry asked.

Loren stood up and looked towards the aisle. Throughout the carriage, countless little wizard heads poked out of the compartments curiously.

The train came to a screeching halt, and the inertia of the brakes caused some luggage to fall from the racks, making a ping-ping-pong-pong sound.Then, for no apparent reason, all the lights went out, plunging the entire train into complete darkness.

"what happened?"

"My foot! Who stepped on my foot?"

……

Before the train stops, there is a compartment in the middle of the express train, which is closest to the door.

Neville moved inside again.

But Hannah next to her also immediately moved inside. The girl had a rosy complexion and had two golden braids.She shared the chocolate frog wizard card in her hand with Neville and muttered: "Look, it's another Dumbledore picture. They really should print less pictures of Dumbledore, so that the headmaster will look more mysterious." "

<divclass="contentadv">"Yes, yes." Neville stuttered inexplicably.

Ever since his parents woke up, grandma always said that he had grown up and that he no longer stuttered during the summer vacation, but he was a little at a loss when faced with the girl's enthusiasm.

Hannah shook her calves and said in a leisurely tone: "Neville, tell me about your parents. During the holidays, many guests at the Leaky Cauldron are spreading the praises of the Longbottoms."

Just then, the train suddenly stopped and the lights went out.

"what--"

Hannah couldn't sit still for a moment and fell forward.

Neville quickly stretched out his hand to hold her arm, making sure the girl was sitting firmly before letting go: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." Hannah's heart was pounding. She looked at Neville blankly, feeling that Neville was a little different now than usual, "Neville, I -"

"Shh." Neville stopped her from speaking. Amidst the voices of the little wizards, they heard the sound of the car door opening.

In the dim light of the sky, they seemed to see something boarding the car.

Along with those things came a strange chill, not the coolness brought by the autumn rain, but a more penetrating chill that made people's souls tremble.

"Stay still." Neville whispered, he opened the door of the compartment and walked out slowly.

Hannah heard the compartment door close, then a slight crack, and a quivering flame illuminated the compartment and illuminated the door.In the light of the flames, she could clearly see the thing boarding the car.

A cloaked figure was so tall that it almost touched the ceiling.A hand stretched out from under the cloak. It didn't look like the hand of a normal creature at all. It didn't have full skin and flesh. It was a piece of dead gray-white human skin clinging to the bones, shining eerily, and seemed to be covered with mucus and corpse spots. Like something that died and rotted in the water.

The moment he saw the Dementors clearly, Neville felt like he couldn't breathe, and a feeling of dizziness entered his head.In a daze, he heard screams coming from far away, Bellatrix Lestrange's torture... wailing, cries of pain being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse...

Neville almost fainted.

"Neville! Neville!" Hannah's panicked voice came through the compartment door.

Seeing him waking up, Hannah had a look of surprise on her face, and then she immediately grabbed the door handle to open the door and pull Neville back.

"Stay there!" Neville pressed hard against the compartment door, gasping for air. He looked back at the Dementor.

The thing seemed to be adapting to the joyful atmosphere that was almost overflowing in the carriage. It slowly took in long breaths, immersed in the positive joyful emotions of the little wizards, and moved very slowly.

Ever since the news of Lestrange's escape came out, Dad has been looking for opportunities to reinstate or take revenge, and pays special attention to the news from the Ministry of Magic.

As someone from an Auror family, of course he knew what the hell it was, and even why it came there.At the same time, he also knew that this kind of thing was delirious and difficult to communicate with, and it might lose control at some point when facing a whole cart of tempting delicacies.

"Listen Hannah, I'm going to find someone for help now. Try not to disturb that thing. I'll be back soon."

Hannah nodded obediently, Longbottom was particularly convincing now.

Neville strode towards the back of the car...compared to the prefect and chairman, he subconsciously felt that the other person was more reliable.

Watching his figure go away, a black shadow slowly drifted past the eyes.

Hannah's eyes suddenly widened, and she wanted to scream, but a pair of invisible hands seemed to strangle her throat, and the scream was stuck in her throat.The pervasive chill, mixed with fear and panic, penetrated into her lungs along with her breath, and then spread throughout his body.

That ghost seemed to be attracted by Neville, following his footsteps and drifting over!

After the dementors left the car, Hannah whimpered twice, wiped the corners of her eyes, resolutely pushed open the compartment door, and ran towards the prefect's compartment at the front of the car.

……

The door of the compartment suddenly opened, and a fat figure squeezed in. He was in a panic but forced himself to calm down: "Loren, the dementors are boarding the car -"

Before Neville could finish his words, he saw Harry's eyes roll up and his whole body slide limply from his seat to the floor.

"Harry!" Ron rushed over.

Looking at the others looking behind him in disbelief, Neville suddenly realized something, and strong self-blame came to his heart - he had attracted the dementors!

Loren and Hermione immediately took out their wands and pointed them at the dementors.

There was a "throat" sound coming from under the dirty and tattered cloak, and a biting chill swept over them without knowing it. There seemed to be strange shadows twisting and squirming under the cloak, and the black mist with negative emotions kept rolling, from the cloak. It flows down to escape and is continuously generated.

After just one glance at the Dementor, he felt many painful memories welling up from the bottom of his heart. Happiness and positive emotions seemed to be absorbed by the Dementor along with the air and cold, and indifference and negativity were permeating the air.

It was also the first time for Hermione to face a Dementor so close. She felt goosebumps all over her body, and she could feel Crookshanks shivering.The last encounter at sea was so far away that it ended before we could see it clearly.

The next second, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, pulling her back a step.

Looking at the Dementor in front of him, Loren smiled and said softly: "You will be very unlucky when you meet me."

Hearing these words, Neville suddenly felt that his nervous heart had calmed down, and he had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that what he was afraid of was not the little wizard, but the dementors.

"【Calling God Guard】"

The soft silver light suddenly filled the entire field of vision, sweeping out like the flames of a gas explosion, melting away the ubiquitous chill, gorgeous and intense but not dazzling.

The moment this silver light emerged, Neville noticed that the movement of the Dementor on the opposite side suddenly stopped, as if some kind of instinctive fear had descended. The next moment, the Dementor turned around and flew back quickly, but the silver The light has enveloped it.

The black smoke continued to dissipate, and vague and strange screams continued to be heard from under the cloak.

A bright silver-white light enveloped the entire carriage and continued to surge towards the front of the car. The wind outside the train howled, mixed with similar weird screams.Then with the radiance of the Patronus Charm, Neville could see the fleeing dementors outside.

Neville was filled with surprise and doubt, as if the silver light he saw was not the whole picture, but just a corner of Loren's power.

Behind several young wizards, Remus Lupine stared at this scene in stunned silence.

Are all Hogwarts students at this level now?

So what do I teach?