The stranger wore a tattered wizard's robe, which had been mended in several places.

He looked sick and had no strength at all.

Although he still looks young, his light brown hair is already a little gray.

"His life looks hard!" Alan sighed, looking at the man.

"Do you know who he is?" Ron asked in a low voice, as they closed the sliding door and sat down on the seat furthest from the window.

"Professor R.J. Lupin. Alan and Hermione said in unison.

"How do you know?"

"He's got it on it. Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head.

There was a small, tattered box, tied with many ropes, neatly knotted, and the name of Professor R.J. Lupin was printed in the corner of the box, and the letters were a little peeling.

"I wonder what class he teaches?" Ron asked, frowning at Professor Lupin's lifeless figure.

"Then you need to ask," Hermione whispered, "there's only one slot vacant, isn't it? Defence Against the Dark Arts." ”

"You say, does he know the curse?" asked Ron.

"What curse?" the three of them looked at Ron together.

"Rumor has it that the job was cursed. Ron said mysteriously.

"Obviously, he needs this job!" Alan raised his chin.

In the face of life's pressures, the ethereal curse can't stop Lupin at all, and the position of Hogwarts professor is an opportunity for him.

"Good luck to him, no teacher can teach this subject for more than a year!" Harry thought that there was a good chance that Ron's curse was true.

"I hope he can do the job. Ron said suspiciously, "Look at the way he looks, a great witch can kill him, can't he? leave him alone......" He turned to Harry, "What do you want to tell us?"

Harry told the Weasleys exactly what they were arguing about, and what Mr. Weasley had warned him about.

When he finished speaking, Ron was stunned, and Hermione covered her mouth with her hands.

Finally she lowered her hands and said, "Sirius Black escaped to find you?" Oh, Harry...... You have to be special, very careful. Don't go for trouble, Harry......"

Alan nodded in agreement.

Truth be told, if Harry weren't the protagonist of his childhood enlightenment books and the luck king of this world, with his trouble-attracting physique, Alan would definitely stay away.

"I'm not looking for trouble," Harry said annoyedly, "it's always trouble that comes to me. ”

"Isn't Harry stupid to find a madman who wants to kill him?" said Ron, trembling.

Harry didn't expect them to take the news so seriously.

Both Ron and Hermione seem to be more afraid of Blake than he is.

"No one knows how he escaped from Azkaban," Ron said uneasily, "no one has ever done that before." And he's a prisoner under heavy guard. ”

"But they're going to catch him, aren't they?" Hermione said seriously, "I mean, they're getting all the Muggles to get on with him......"

"Alan, what do you think?" Harry turned to Alan.

"What? Oh, sorry, I think I need to get out first. "Allen doesn't think Blake is a problem at all.

However, Penelope, who had already patrolled the door of this carriage three times, succeeded in attracting Alan's attention.

Alan stood up and walked out.

"Harry, I don't think Alan is worried about you!" Hermione was a little annoyed, "He just wanted to find his prefect!"

"President of the Female Student Council. Ron interjected suddenly.

"What?" Hermione asked angrily.

"Ahem, I mean," Ron explained cautiously, glancing at Hermione, "like Percy is the president of the boys' student council and Penelope is appointed president of the girls' student council." ”

"Oh, that's amazing!" Hermione turned her head, but in an unfriendly tone.

"Hey, Penelope, do you want to make frequent rounds?" Alan quickly chatted with Penelope.

"Yes, these little wizards always like to chase and fight!" Penelope raised his hand, and a first-year Gryffindor boy stopped running and obediently returned to the carriage.

"He's scared of you!" Alan affirmed.

"Of course, I had petrified him and put him in the aisle for a full five minutes. Penelope raised his eyebrows and showed an extremely domineering charming smile.

The Hogwarts Express travels north, and the scenery outside the window becomes more and more desolate.

As the clouds thickened in the upper air, the sky darkened.

"It's unlucky, it looks like it's going to rain heavily!" Penelope said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Hagrid has a way to keep us from the rain. Alan pulled a piece of chocolate out of his pocket and handed it to Penelope.

"It's not Valentine's Day!" Penelope joked happily as he took the chocolate.

"Did you know that eating chocolate can make you feel good. Alan shrugged, he still had a lot of them!

Penelope flipped the chocolate in his hand and walked off again.

Alan followed behind her.

"Huh, you?" Penelope looked at Alan strangely.

"It's almost lunch, I'm going to find the fat witch. Alan said with a smile.

By the time Alan was carrying a pile of food, he opened the door again, only to find Harry and they had already eaten in their seats.

Seeing the food that Eren brought back, Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "Alan, I can't see it, you can eat it like this!"

"Well, I don't think you need to. Alan raised the grocery bag in his hand.

"Still, it's clear that the food isn't going to waste. Alan looked at Lupin, who was asleep on one side.

"You want to wake him up?" Ron nodded at Professor Lupin, "Hermione just tried, and Professor is sleeping soundly. ”

Of course, you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

Alan glanced at Lupin.

"Ah, in that case, I'm afraid this food will go to waste. The Fat Witch said that once sold, it would not be returned. ”

Eren looked at the food in embarrassment.

Professor Lupin, who was lying in his seat, suddenly moved.

Everyone looked at him in unison, only to see Professor Lupin slowly open his eyes and sit up.

"Uh, Professor. Hermione said cautiously, "Excuse me—Professor? Did we wake you up?"

"Ah, that's okay. Professor Lupin smiled and looked at Allen.

Alan immediately politely invited, "Hello, Professor, I'm Alan Harris, a Ravenclaw sophomore. I wonder if it's an honor to have lunch with you?"

Alan took out a large stack of crucible-shaped cakes from the bag and placed them on the table, making an inviting gesture to Lupin.

Lupin stood up, moved his stiff body, and took a large piece of chocolate from his bag to share with Alan.