That night, Alan left the tower in a happy mood and went out onto the deck to enjoy the last night before arriving at Durmstrang College, where the night breeze cleared his mind, and the rattling of the ship against the side of the ship, all of which sounded wonderfully to Allen's ears, even the salty smell of the sea seemed to have a romantic mood.

It wasn't until a wet owl tumbled and fell in front of Eren that Eren came back to his senses from this rare and relaxing time.

Alan kindly dried the poor owl's feathers with magic, and it was not easy to find himself on the North Sea on this constantly moving ship, and he fed the owl a lot of tuna meat, and specially selected only some good meat on the belly and chin of the fish.

Touching the little thing's head, Alan dismantled the letter on its lap, and found that the envelope had his family's fire paint seal on it, and if the letter was not unsealed with a special spell, it would be like a roaring letter - it would self-destruct and burn after the roar.

Although it was a little strange, Alan took out his wand and prepared to undo the fire paint seal. But he hesitated for a moment as he aimed his wand at the lacquer seal, and Alan felt that Luna's previous words were reasonable. So, he put the wand back into the device in his arm, used the spell instead of wandless, and unfolded the letter.

After a quick glance, Alan pondered for a moment, then unfolded the letter again, read it carefully, and frowned. Alan held the parchment and walked back and forth on the deck a few times, then sat down at the table to reply to his father.

He dragged a piece of parchment, dipped the eagle feather quill in ink, and as soon as he had begun writing, his right hand holding the quill stopped. He rubbed his temples with his knuckles, looking confused, and finally crumpled the parchment into a ball and pushed it to the side of the table.

After thinking about it, he took back the crumpled parchment, and tapped the letter with his wand, and the parchment floated up, burning itself in the air from the lower right corner, turning into ashes and spilling into the sea. Alan stood up a little melancholy, deciding to think a little more before replying to his father.

The next day, Harry's most anticipated lesson at Hogwarts was Defence Against the Dark Arts class, not only because he was quite talented in this subject and was the only subject where he could get an O in all his assignments, but also because the professor of this class was Lupin.

With this expectation, even taking a Potions class to take a Defence Against the Dark Arts class couldn't break Harry's good mood.

Professor Lupin enjoys leading hands-on Defence Against the Dark Arts classes, and his essays are of moderate length, making his classes popular with young wizards.

When Harry arrived at the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, a familiar wardrobe was placed against the wall. As more and more people entered the classroom, the wardrobe shook violently and slammed against the wall.

"Boggart?" Ron guessed curiously, "We learned how to deal with Boggart in our third year?"

There was a loud, impatient lip smacking from behind him, it was Hermione. Having received the news of Allen's attack from Mr. Harris, she is now in full swing.

"What are you smacking at us?" Ron said annoyedly.

"Nothing. Hermione said coldly.

"You're just smacking your lips. Ron said, "I said I don't know why I had to learn Boggart again, and then you're—"

"Isn't that understood?" Hermione's look of superiority made Ron even more annoyed.

"If you don't want to tell us, don't tell us. Ron said angrily.

"Good. Hermione said haughtily, striding to the other end of the classroom.

"She doesn't really know," Ron said as he glared at Hermione's back for a moment, "Alan is gone, she has no friends, she just wants me to talk to her again." ”

"I think you're thinking too much, Ron. Harry blinked, "It's clear that Professor Lupin won't be teaching us to deal with the Boggart again, most likely against something that's not easy to find, but it's terrifying." For example, he used the Boggart to teach me how to use the Patronus Charm. ”

"Harry is right, this lesson is all about learning the Patronus Charm. Professor Lupin's voice came from behind Harry.

"Professor Lupin. Harry and Ron turned around at the same time, shouting in unison.

Professor Lupin happily summoned the young wizards around him, "The spell I will demonstrate and teach you in a moment is a very advanced magic, far beyond the ordinary wizard level, this spell is called the Patronus Charm, its main function is to defend against Dementors, and according to the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", the Patronus Charm is also the only known spell that can repel the magical creature called the Living Corpse Cloth. In addition, if you have enough talent and advanced mana, once you have mastered the spell, it can also be used to deliver messages that will allow your Patronus to deliver the words you want to speak. ”

The little wizards were agitated, they had long envied the young wizards in the training class for mastering this spell, and now they also had the opportunity to learn it.

The members of the intensive school were also very happy that almost all of them, except for the younger members, had mastered this spell, which freed up time for other more advanced knowledge, and the regular teaching content of the school was no longer satisfying them.

"The Patronus is a positive force, and its mantra is—" Lupin cleared his throat, "Calling the Guardian!"

"Calling the Divine Guard," the young wizards repeated in imitation of Lupin's tone, "Calling the Divine Guardian." ”

"To recite this spell, you must focus all your thoughts on a particularly pleasant moment, or if you have a strong will to protect it, for the spell to take effect. Professor Lupin explained.

The young wizards racked their brains to think of the moment that would make them happy, and repeatedly waved their wands to practice the spell.

With their pronunciation and movements mostly accurate, Professor Lupin told Harry to walk into the middle of the room and demonstrate the spell to everyone.

Professor Lupin grabbed the clattering doorknob and pulled it out, and a Dementor slowly emerged from the box, the lights in the classroom flashed a few times, and a chill that penetrated the marrow enveloped the classroom......

When the young wizards left the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with chocolate and went out into the sun outside the castle, the prostration from the Dementors was far away.

"Hermione and Harry both got ten points for Gryffindor, and we had twenty points all at once. Neville said happily.

"But I'm more concerned if Professor Lupin uses the same criteria for judging Ravenclaw or Slytherin—almost all of the members of that camp are in both houses. If you can use the Patronus Charm, you can get extra points...... Still, everyone in our house was doing well, and no one was timid in the face of the Dementors, not as embarrassed as those Hufflepuffs. "Thinking about it, Ron was happy with his performance. Even though he didn't feel the Patronus Charm, he felt brave enough to at least not cry like Hannah Abbott, did he?"

"Did you see? Professor Lupin complimented me on my handsome spell casting. Seamus exclaimed.

"Bang!! if there is no explosion in the end. Dean mimicked the loud noise Seamus had just cast the spell.

The surrounding Gryffindors laughed. Although Parvati Petyer, the best performer in the group, apart from Harry and Hermione, was only a little white gas from his wand, that didn't stop the somewhat terrifying and exciting Defence Against the Dark Arts class from becoming a favorite course for the little lions who loved to practice in real combat.

Even Neville, who behaved badly as always, liked the very kind and friendly Professor Lupin's classes the most, especially after the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, after he was once again used as a model by Snape in Potions class, and Lupin, who was good at encouraging losers, became his idol in his eyes.

In the afternoon, in the midst of the storm, the young wizards ushered in the first match of the Hogwarts Quidditch season - Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff.

"Hufflepuff can't beat Ravenclaw," Ron pouted, "especially since Cedric has already graduated." ”

"I guess they're going to lose by at least two hundred points. George said.

"But if they beat Ravenclaw......"

"No way, Ravenclaw is too good, and Hufflepuff didn't have time to rebuild. ”

As they say, Ravenclaw won by a big margin and left the field with their heads bowed in the rain and rain as the Hufflepuffs in their pale yellow jerseys walked off the field with their heads bowed.

Harry felt that it was definitely not the outcome of the match that needed attention, the Ravenclaw showed a treacherous tactical strategy in this game, they seemed to be using the Hufflepuff team to test their usual training results, although it may seem a little rusty, these Ravenclaws constantly used a variety of professional tactics that can only be seen when the Wizard TV broadcasts a professional club Quidditch match, and their players also had the courage to try all kinds of difficult individual moves. Harry felt that Gryffindor would not have a big problem winning against Hufflepuff without Cedric, but if they wanted to open up such a big score like Ravenclaw, they would have to do it all the way they do best.

After the game, looking at Hermione, who was talking to Alan's sister Emily at Slytherin, Harry was surprised at how Hermione had behaved while watching the game with them today. Hermione had indeed read Quidditch books in her first year and memorized them all, but perhaps because her flying talent was not as good as other classes when she took flying lessons, even though Hermione often cheered for herself and Alan on the sidelines, but in fact she wasn't too interested in the actual game, but this time it was surprising that even Harry himself couldn't compare to Hermione's Quidditch tactical cultivation.

The Ravenclaws showed some professional tactics, and although Harry had heard and recently seen some of the actual use of them in some games due to the Wizarding TV broadcasts, he didn't understand the principles himself.

However, during the game, Hermione was able to explain the principles clearly on the sidelines, and even predicted their next steps in advance, and with the Ravenclaw performances on the field, Harry felt that he had learned a lot of knowledge that he could not see in books.

Thinking of this, Harry finally couldn't help but open his mouth to Hermione: "Hermione, how can you know so much about balls?"

"My brother loves Quidditch, especially this year when he was helping out the team's training plans and tactics after becoming captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, he always forced Hermione to watch the footage with him and not allow her to do her homework without watching it. Emily's voice came from behind Hermione, "Brother isn't fair at all, I want to watch TV and I have to finish my homework before I can watch it." ”