"Zhang, this way! Come here—"

The little witch hugged the ginger Crook Hill and waved her arms at herself.

After saying hello to a few classmates passing by, Zhang Xiao walked through the crowd to a relatively quiet corner.

"I didn't think it was at the Burrow before, but now it seems like everyone is nervous."

Harry's emerald green eyes scanned around, focusing on the Aurors who were watching vigilantly back and forth on the side of the train for a moment.

An English man in a top hat looked down at his watch and nodded to his companion.

A shrill whistle sounded.

"Five minutes earlier than usual." Malfoy frowned at the round clock hanging on the wall.

There was a whisper of chatter all around, but the Aurors didn't care about it, and they hurried the little wizards to the car.

"Let's go too, let's talk in the car."

Zhang Xiao helped her friends carry their luggage, and the railway staff walked along the train and closed all the doors.

The train spews steam and emits a loud whistle, giving you the feeling of being impatient to go.

The wheels began to move slowly.

Mr. and Mrs. Arthur and Sirius had only passed through the wall at this time, and they were visibly stunned when they saw that the train had started, and subconsciously looked at the clock.

How did it get ahead?

But the train had already begun to speed up, and they could only wave at the little wizards who were sticking their bodies out of the window, until the train turned a corner and they could no longer be seen.

"Let's go, let's find a place to sit for a while."

Xiao, Malfoy, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down the hallway, looking for empty carriages, but all of them were full.

Only the last carriage is not.

There was only one person in the carriage, and this man was sitting by the window, asleep.

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but he was a little surprised, he also thought that after the plot changed, Professor Lupin would go to Hogwarts in another way.

But I didn't expect to meet it in the carriage.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped on the threshold, looking at them in confusion.

The Hogwarts Express is usually for students, who have never seen an adult here, except for the witch who pushed the food cart for them.

Lupin wears an extremely shabby wizard's robe, patched in several places.

He had a sickly look on his face, and there was a sense of relief and peace in his exhaustion.

He still looks young, but his light brown hair is already mixed with gray hair.

“R． Professor J. Lupin. Hermione whispered.

"Professor? He's a professor? Malfoy frowned and asked suspiciously, "Granger, how do you know he's a professor?" ”

Zhang Xiao beckoned to them, made a 'shhh' gesture, and several mermaids rushed in, this box was not too big, but it was more than enough for six people to sit.

The little witch pointed her wand in Lupin's direction and gently unleashed a 'silent'.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief:

"Oh, Professor Lupin looks tired, let him rest."

Malfoy was still a little resentful that Lupin was a professor, and he couldn't stop looking at Lupin's shabby clothes, large and small patches, and torn, polished suitcase.

"Is he really a professor? Can't Hogwarts pay its salaries?

I remember that professors were paid very well, even more than the salary of the head of the Ministry of Magic. ”

Ron wrinkled his nose in disgust, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Harry, who slapped him in the face:

"I remember!"

Harry leaned forward and said excitedly:

"Guys, I remember who Professor Lupin was, Sirius told me that there were three people who had the best relationship with my dad when they were in school, and Professor Lupin was one of them.

And then there's that shameful traitor, Peter Pettigrew. ”

"Really? What does he teach? ”

The interest of the friends was immediately aroused.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts class." Zhang Xiao conjured up a small table and placed the Muggle snacks he had purchased on the table: "Professor Lupin has been wandering around before.

I think we've finally had our first Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who should be very competent. ”

Ron picked up a packet of potato chips, tore them awkwardly, stuffed his mouth with potato chips, and said happily:

"Great, then we Gryffindor finally have someone to protect us, deduct points, deduct points for Slytherin hard, and Snape always deducts points for us."

Malfoy pursed his lips disdainfully, but did not speak, and the topic was a quarrel as soon as it was said.

This has happened countless times when Brother Tu lived in the Burrow, recalling the short life in the Burrow in the past two days.

But it gave Malfoy a new feeling that he had never experienced before.

It turns out that even if the yard is not big enough and not trimmed beautifully, it is very interesting.

The Weasleys had become accustomed to getting rid of goblins, and it was fun in his and Harry's eyes.

Malfoy had never lived in a house with an eye-opening ceiling of about two meters from him.

The Burrow is very crowded and the rooms are very small, but that place seems to have a magical power that always makes people feel happy.

Madame Molly's food is also very delicious, and Percy always likes to talk to herself about some things about the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world.

Life in the Burrow is full of surprises and surprises.

After leaving, there was a feeling of loss.

In short, the young master has been very happy in the past two days, and for the sake of being in a good mood, he doesn't care about Weasley's idiot.

It's definitely not because they forced themselves to call their uncle.

Malfoy decisively chose to change the topic, he looked at his president and asked curiously:

"Zhang, what exactly did you find in the Black Mansion before?

Why is even Dumbledore here? Still in such a hurry to send us to the Burrow? “

This question immediately drew all the attention.

This was exactly what the little wizards were eager to know, and they had guessed countless times in the Burrow.

Harry insisted that Zhang had most likely discovered a weapon against Voldemort.

Hermione, on the other hand, thought it was probably knowledge or something—the lost kind, the one that recorded powerful magic.

Ron felt that most of it was treasure, and it was normal for the Black family to be so rich and have some ancient hidden treasures.

After rational and careful analysis, Brother Tu believes that Potter's statement is more reliable, but what is the cause, you still have to ask Zhang.

"Well- nothing, just something that Professor Dumbledore was very interested in, that's all."

Zhang Xiao thought about it and added:

"If I could tell you, I told you a long time ago, but I can only say that I can't reveal it for the time being, and this is what Dumbledore requested, so don't ask again."

Everyone sighed regretfully, but they didn't continue to ask, they had already understood Zhang Xiao's temper after getting along for so long.

If you can say it, you won't hide it, and if you can't say it, you can't say it.

Soon everyone started chatting about snacks and looked forward to the snack cart coming over quickly.

The focus is on Hogsmeade, as third-year wizards can travel to Hogsmeade, the only natural wizard village in the UK, on weekends.

A dreamy expression appeared on Ron's face: "I only want to go and see Duke Honey!"

There's everything there...... The peppery little naughty boy – which will make your mouth smoke come out of your mouth – and the big chubby chocolate balls full of strawberry jelly and cream cubes.

And the wonderful candy lob quills that you can suck on in class, and people think you're wondering what to write next—"

"Hogsmeade is a very interesting place, isn't it?" Hermione eagerly asked, "The Magical Monuments says that the tavern was the headquarters of the Elven Rebellion of 1612;

And the Screaming Shack, which is said to be one of the most haunted houses in Britain—"

"—and such a big ball of juice panna cotta that your feet rise a few inches off the ground when you suck it." Ron said, he apparently didn't hear a word of what Hermione was saying.

Hermione turned her face to look at Harry.

"By the way, Harry, has Dursley signed your Hogsmeade application form?"

"Of course!" Harry couldn't help but grin, smiling very happily:

"Sirius signed me on the first day, and told me that Hogsmeade was the most fun, and that there was a secret passage leading to Duke Honey's back storehouse.

We can sneak in through the secret passages and eat whatever we want! ”

Ron's eyes lit up scary: "Really? Harry, please share that secret passage with me! ”

"Harry! Ron! You can't-" Hermione's face straightened, her mouth pursed into a straight line, and she looked like Professor McGonagall, sternly said, "This is immoral!" It's stealing! ”

Harry and Ron couldn't help but shrink their heads, not daring to look directly at the little witch's face.

Malfoy laughed, he raised his face, and said as calmly as possible, "Weasley - to thank Lady Molly for your hospitality these two days, when it comes to Hogsmeade, how about I invite you to Duke Honey?" ”

Ron was overjoyed, but it was Malfoy who said this, which made him a little entangled.

So his expression was particularly strange, his mouth was grinning, but his eyebrows were wrinkled.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the whole box was suddenly filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

Professor Lupin moved suddenly.

They stopped to look at him, only to see that he had simply turned his head to the other side, opened his mouth slightly, and continued to sleep.

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. People chased past the doorway of their cubicle.

At one o'clock, the fat witch pushing a food cart came to the door of their cubicle.

The little wizards who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed forward and bought a large bag of snacks.

Harry didn't need to be reminded to buy one for Professor Lupin, including a hot pumpkin juice, a large stack of crucible-shaped cakes, and chocolate frogs.

"If he wakes up feeling hungry, he can just eat it, right?"

Harry smiled as he carefully sorted things aside.

The train continued to speed north, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the windows turned a watery gray and gradually darkened.

Finally, the lights in the aisles and in the luggage racks came on all at once. The train clanged, the rain crackled, the wind howled outside the window, but Professor Lupin was still sleeping.

"We're definitely getting there." Ron said, leaning over to look through Professor Lupin's car window, which was now pitch black.

As soon as the words ended, the train began to slow down.

"Great!" Ron said. He stood up and cautiously walked past Professor Lupin, trying to see out the window. "I'm hungry and I really want to go to the banquet......"

Zhang Xiao put down the comic book in his hand, stood up suddenly, and looked into the distance with a frown.

Wrong!

The speed of the train slowed down suddenly, and it became slower and slower, and finally the sound of the wheels gradually became inaudible, and the wind and rain slammed against the windows louder than before.

"What happened?"

Harry was closest to the door, and he got up and looked down the aisle.

Throughout the carriage, countless heads poked out of the compartment curiously.

The train came to a halt with a clatter, and the sound of ping-pong could be heard in the distance, and the luggage must have fallen off the shelf.

Then, for no apparent reason, all the lights went out, and they fell into complete darkness.

Almost as soon as the lights went out, Zhang Xiao instinctively used the light technique, he stretched out his hand to stop his partners, and felt something carefully.

Dementors?

Why are there still Dementors around? There are so many of them that they are almost as good as what they have seen in Azkaban.

In the original books, the Dementors boarded the train in order to search Sirius, but now Dumbledore had warned the Ministry of Magic that Dementors were absolutely forbidden to approach the young wizards.

Hermione suddenly gave a strange snort, and gasped as if she had been doused with cold water.

"Do you feel—a little cold?"

The sky that had been gloomy and dull had become pitch black, without a trace of light.

Even the light from the wands of the other classmates was gone, and only the light in the carriage was warm and determined.

The mild and pleasant carriage just a moment ago suddenly became bitterly cold.

They seemed to be enclosed in impenetrable deep and silent darkness, as if a giant hand had covered the entire train with a thick and cold curtain, making them unable to see anything.

The screams of other classmates began to be heard around them, but the screams that should have been sharp seemed to come from far, far away.

The sliding door slowly opened.

Ron Malfoy and Hermione screamed in unison, almost instinctively, and shrank behind Malfoy, grabbing his clothes and looking at the sides of his shoulders.

The poor young master's face was as white as paper, and he screamed as he tried to hide behind Zhang Xiao.

Unfortunately, he was dragged by Ron and Hermione, and he couldn't move at all.

Harry felt like he couldn't breathe. The chill seeped into his skin, into his chest, into his heart......

I saw a cloaked figure standing at the door, tall and large, almost touching the ceiling.

It's just a back, but it makes a few people feel heartfelt fear.

Zhang Xiao waved his wand violently, pulling out a faint layer of silver mist to envelop the surroundings, which had an almost immediate effect.

A few of the little wizards immediately felt much more comfortable.

Zhang Xiao pointed his wand at the Dementor:

"Get out of here, you're not welcome on this train!"

The Dementor seemed enraged, and with a strange roar, it turned sharply, just facing each other.

Zhang Xiao and the Dementors were stunned.

I saw this Dementor on his black hood.

It has a clear white handprint.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)