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For the rest of the journey, a qiē was quite smooth. The dementor's watch, which had been repaired by Silver's Patronus, was normal and didn't bother again. At last. The train finally stopped at Hogwarts Station, and it was a bustling affair when it got off: owls chirping, cats meowing, Neville's pet toads croaking under his hat. The little platform was already frozen, and the cold rain was pouring down. "First-year students are here!" A familiar voice called out—it was Hagrid, who was beckoning to the panicked new students to lead them on the traditional trip across the lake. The old students take a horse-drawn carriage ride to Hogwarts Castle.

"Jack, those Dementors won't show up again." As soon as Parvati got into the carriage, he asked fearfully.

"The Ministry of Magic sent a team of Dementors and got into such a big deal on the train. However, if the Dementors were withdrawn, the Ministry of Magic would also be ridiculed for giving up halfway, so Fudge would definitely choose a path to the dark and insist that the Dementors be stationed at Hogwarts. Silver said.

"Aren't we dangerous, then?" Hermione said, hugging Crook Hill tightly.

"The Dementors are at least within control right now, as long as you don't get too close to them, you'll be fine. I don't think Professor Dumbledore would have allowed them into the castle, and they would be guarding the gates at best. Even if the Dementors are really out of control. Silver waved his wand. There are also ways to deal with them. ”

The carriage rolled forward, with a pair of magnificent cast-iron gates lined with stone pillars and winged boars at the pre-ends, and they saw two tall, turbaned Dementors standing guard on either side of the gate. It seemed that another cold wave was coming upon them; Hermione shrank back into her bumpy seat and closed her eyes until they walked through the door. The carriage was raised on the long ramp until it reached the front of the castle; Silver leaned out of the window and watched as the many corner towers and towers approached them. At last the carriage staggered to a halt—

"Potter, Silver, Granger, I'm going to show you two." Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor, was greeting them across the crowd. She was a stern-looking witch, with her hair combed in a tight bun; A pair of sharp eyes with a pair of square glasses. "Don't be so sad?? I'm just going to talk to you guys in the office. "She sued them." Weasley, go over there. ”

Silver and the others accompanied her through the antechamber, up the marble staircase, and down the hallway. They walked into her office, a small room with a welcoming fire burning in the fireplace, and Professor McGonagall immediately motioned for Harry and Hermione to sit down. She sat down behind her desk and suddenly said, "Professor Lupin sent an owl first, saying that you were sick on the train, Potter. ”

"I'm fine," he said, "I don't need any—"

"Oh, it's you?" Madam Pomfrey said, ignoring him completely, bending down to look at him closer. "I guess you've done something dangerous again, right?"

"It's a Dementor, Pomfrey." Professor McGonagall said.

They exchanged inconspicuous glances, and Madam Pomfrey giggled in disapproval.

"Have the Dementors stationed around the school," she grunted, brushing Harry's head away and touching his forehead. "He's not going to be the first to break down. yes, he's cold and wet. That's some horrible stuff, and what they do to people who can't stand it?"

"It's not like I can't stand the touch!" Harry said angrily. Madam Pomfrey continued to scrutinize Harry's condition noncommittally.

"Silver, Professor Lupin also mentioned you in his letter, saying that your Patronus is so powerful that he drove all the Dementors in the Hogwarts Express to the back of the train." Professor McGonagall said. "The Patronus Charm is a very advanced spell that many adult wizards may not be able to master. Not only did you master the spell completely, but you wielded it with unimaginable power - Fudge wrote to Professor Dumbledore complaining that you had nearly purified two Dementors. ”

"Yes, Professor McGonagall. I hate this filthy monster, so I'm a little heavier. But I guess it won't get any trouble. ”

"Not really, because the Dementors are causing trouble on the Hogwarts Express this time. The Ministry of Magic is under a lot of pressure. Just half an hour earlier, Fudge had announced that he was sending two more squads of Aurors to watch over the Dementors. And repeatedly stated that if there were any more Dementors attacking students for no reason, he was willing to resign immediately. Professor McGonagall smiled slightly. Anyway, Silver you're doing a great job this time, and I'll add 5o points to Ravenclaw. ”

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Silver said.

"Good. Please wait outside for a moment, Miss Granger and I are going to say a word about her schedule, and then we can go to dinner together. ”

Silver waited only a few minutes before Hermione appeared, looking very happy about something, and behind her was Professor McGonagall, and the three of them walked down the stairs into the Great Hall.

The auditorium was a sea of pointed black hats; Each long table was filled with students, their faces illuminated by thousands of candles suspended in the air above the tables. Professor Flitwick is a short, white-haired wizard who walks out of the Great Hall with an old hat and a three-legged stool.

"Oh," Hermione said softly, "we missed the sorting ceremony. ”

"Alright, Hermione, let's go back to our respective house tables then." Silver said goodbye to Hermione.

New Hogwarts students wear the Sorting Hat to decide which house they should attend, and the hat calls out which house they are best suited to attend (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin). Professor McGonagall slowly walked to her empty seat in the faculty chair. As Silver walked back to his table, many people pointed at Silver and then put their heads together and whispered something.

"What did you just tell you to go?" Padma whispered to Silver - she had given Silver a place.

Silver began to whisper an explanation to him, but then the headmaster stood up and spoke, and he stopped.

Professor Dumbledore, despite his age, always came across as energetic. His head and beard were several feet long, he wore semicircular glasses, and his nose was heavily hooked. "Welcome!" Professor Dumbledore said, his beard shining with the light of the candles, "Welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year!" I have a few things to say to all of you, and one of them is very strict, and I think it would be better to make it clear before you get lost in this meal. ”

Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued. "When they searched the Hogwarts Express, you all know. Our school is currently hosting a number of Dementors from Azkaban, who are here to carry out official duties with the Ministry of Magic. ”

"They are stationed at all entrances to the school's grounds," Dumbledore continued, "and I must make it clear during their stay here that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission. Dementors shouldn't be tricked into playing tricks or disguises?? Not even the Cloak of Invisibility. He added this sentence without expression. Silver noticed him glancing at Harry.

"Dementors are inherently unaware of requests or excuses. Therefore I warn each and every one of you: do not give them any excuse to hurt you. I'm counting on the prefects, as well as our new Boys and Girls Presidents, to make sure that no student comes into conflict with the Dementors. ”

Dumbledore paused for a moment and continued, "I know some of you must be a little unconvinced. Because this time on the Hogwarts Express, there was a third-year student who shot and drove away the Dementors on the entire train. But I warn you that this is not something that ordinary people do. Most adult wizards don't necessarily have this ability. So, for your safety, I can't stress enough that you should never have any conflict with the Dementors. ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on Silver. But how could Silver, who was a man of two lifetimes, care about such a small battle? He sat down in his chair with poise. This made everyone can't help but raise their own evaluation of him,

"It's a great pleasure," he continued, "that this year, I'm excited to welcome two new teachers to our team.

"The first is Professor Lupin, who readily agrees to fill the void in the Defence Against the Dark Arts course."

There was some sporadic and less enthusiastic applause......

Potions teacher Snape stared at Professor Lupin along the instructor's long table. Everyone knew that it was because Professor Snape had always wanted to be the teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

"As for the second teacher we appointed," after the not-so-enthusiastic applause given to Professor Lupin had subsided. Dumbledore continued, "Well, I'm sorry to tell you that Professor Keitel Byrne, our teacher in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, retired at the end of last year to have more time with the rest of his little mischievous. However, I am glad to say that it was none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who had agreed to serve as a teacher in addition to his duties as a warden of the hunting grounds. ”

Gryffindor's applause was particularly enthusiastic. The Slytherins, on the other hand, were indifferent, with only a handful of people clapping symbolically.

"Well, I think the important business is said and done," Dumbledore said, "Let's start eating." ”

The golden plates and goblets in front of them were suddenly filled with food and drink. For the frightened and hungry students, this delicious meal could not have come at a better time. The auditorium suddenly reverberated with laughter and the clashing of knives and forks. People seem to have forgotten the horrors they received on the train, and the Dementors guarding the entrances to Hogwarts Castle......