For the rest of the journey, they didn't say much. www.biquge.info Finally, the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station, and everyone got off one after another, and the scene was chaotic. The owl was calling, the cat was barking, and Neville's pet toad was croaking under his hat. The cold air on the small platform was pressing, and the heavy rain that was cold to the bone marrow was pouring down.

"First-year freshman, go this way!" A familiar voice shouted. Xingzhe saw Hagrid's huge figure on the other side of the platform, beckoning the panicked first-year students to come over and cross the lake in the traditional way.

"You three, are you alright?" Hagrid shouted over the heads of the crowd at Harry and the others. They waved at him, but didn't get a chance to speak to him, as the crowd pushed them toward the other side of the platform.

Xingzhe and the others also followed the other students to a rough dirt path outside, where at least a hundred carriages were waiting for the remaining students, but the horses were nowhere to be seen.

Luna seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, and Xingzhe remembered that it seemed that Luna could see the invisible animal, Thestrals. A creature that only those who have seen death with their own eyes, Luna has seen her current death, and the core of Seshizhe's wand is the feather on Thestrals' tail.

Sitting in the carriage, Xingzhe has been concerned about Luna's situation, Penelope was a little dissatisfied when he saw it, but he didn't have a seizure, so he had to approach Xingzhe from time to time and lean towards him.

But it seems that Xingzhe didn't notice.

The carriage drove to two imposing wrought-iron gates, flanked by stone pillars topped by winged boars. At this time, Xingzhe saw two terrifying dementors wearing hoods, one standing guard at the door. Suddenly, another uncomfortable feeling hit him, and Xingzhe drew his wand and the warm feeling filled the room of the carriage. The carriage sped down the long uphill drive to the castle. Penelope poked his head out of the small window and watched as the many corner towers and towers drew closer and closer to them. Finally, the carriage came to a rickety stop.

Seong-cheol helped Luna out of the car, and at that moment, he heard a voice that made him feel uncomfortable.

It's a long-pitched schadenfreude voice.

"You fainted, Potter? Is what Longbottom said true? Did you really faint? ”

Malfoy elbowed Hermione away and blocked Harry on the stone steps leading to the castle, his face blooming with joy and a pair of gray eyes that gleamed with viciousness.

"Get out of the way, Malfoy." Ron said, his teeth clenched.

"Did you faint too, Weasley?" Malfoy exclaimed, "That horrible old Dementor scared the hell out of you, didn't you, Weasley?" ”

"Trouble?" A gentle voice said. Professor Lupin had just come out of the next carriage.

Seung-cheol wanted to step forward to stand up for Harry, but Lupin happened to be one step ahead, so he waited and watched while he helped Luna.

Malfoy glared haughtily at Professor Lupin, taking in the patches on his robes and the tattered chest. He said, "Oh, no—uh—professors. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. With that, he smirked at Crabbe and Goyle, and led them up the stone steps into the castle.

Hermione stabbed Ron in the back, urging him to move forward.

"Hmph, Malfoy's luck." Xingzhe snorted coldly, if Malfoy dared to BB, he couldn't help but step forward and clean up.

The students hurried to the road and stumbled in the direction of the church.

Walk through the majestic oak doors and into the spacious and deep foyer. There were flaming torches, and a magnificent marble staircase led upstairs.

To the right, the door to the Great Hall was open, and Harry followed the crowd towards it, glancing at the enchanted ceiling - it was a dark and cloudy sky tonight, when he heard a voice shouting, "Potter!" Granger! I want to see you both! ”

Harry and Hermione turned in surprise. The Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor House, was shouting at them through the heads of the crowd. She is a solemn-looking witch with her hair tied up in a tight bun and a pair of square glasses over her sharp eyes. Harry squeezed through the crowd and walked towards her, his eyebrows darting as the others followed him into the church, but he didn't want to go.

"What's wrong, Owen?"

"Penelope, you and Luna go to the church first, help me get a place, I want to go to the bathroom..."Xingzhe began, and then suddenly ran around.

Penelope wanted to stop him, but he was pushed forward by the crowd, and he could only see the back of Xingzhe's black robe disappearing into the hallway

Ron's eyes widened as Professor McGonagall led Harry and Hermione away from the laughing crowd. Together with Professor McGonagall, they walked through the foyer, up the marble staircase, and down a hallway.

When Xingzhe reached a dead end, he immediately recited a spell with a seal in his hand, and then he quickly followed Harry and Hermione stealthily.

Professor McGonagall's office is small, but it has a warm fire. As soon as they walked in, Professor McGonagall motioned for Harry and Hermione to sit down, and Sage avoided them and stood in an empty seat that he didn't think anyone would be able to attend, Professor McGonagall sat down behind his desk, and then said abruptly, "Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead of time to say you're not feeling well on the train, Potter." ”

Before Harry could reply, he heard a soft knock on the door, and the school doctor, Miss Pomfrey, hurried in.

Harry felt himself blush. Whether he fainted on the train or something else was bad enough, and now he felt even more embarrassed to see everyone making such a fuss.

"I'm fine." He said, "I don't need anything—"

"Oh, it's you!" Madam Pomfrey didn't seem to hear him, and leaned over to look at him carefully, "I suppose you must be doing something dangerous again, right?" ”

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

They exchanged a solemn look, and Madam Pomfrey clucked in displeasure like a hen.

"Send the Dementors around the school," she muttered, brushing Harry's hair back and touching his forehead, "He's not going to be the first to faint." yes, he's cold and wet. They're horrible creatures, and the impact they're having on those who are already vulnerable—"

"I'm not vulnerable!" Harry said annoyedly.

"You're certainly not vulnerable." Madam Pomfrey said absent-mindedly, feeling his pulse again.

"What does he need?" Professor McGonagall asked crisply, "Bed rest?" Maybe he should spend a night in the school hospital? ”

"I'm fine!" Harry said and stood up. The thought of what Draco Malfoy would say if he had to be hospitalized made him feel unbearable.

"Well, at least, he should have some chocolate." Miss Pomfrey said that she was looking into Harry's eyes again.

"I've eaten some," said Harry, "and Professor Lupin gave me some." He gave the chocolates to all of us. ”

"Really?" "We finally have a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows how to do it." ”

"Do you really feel alright, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked sternly.

"yes." Harry said.

"Good. Please wait outside for a while, and I'll talk to Miss Granger about her class schedule, and then we'll go downstairs together for the feast. ”