A faint yellow smoke spread from the head of Bai Lang's wand, and the dementor who was blown away immediately let out a sharp roar as soon as it touched the smoke, and fled far away. A Dementor also appeared at the other end of the hallway, and Bai Lang casually threw his wand into the box—the yellow mist of light dispelled all the coldness in the box, and those who were not present were infused with infinite courage.

And Bai Lang put on a posture in the corridor at this time, which is a typical empty-handed posture - one punch in front and one punch in the waist, feet apart and bent forward. This is his thief and military master's joking imitation of the posture of a ghost. With the magic power on Bai Lang's body burning like a flame and circling like a hurricane, the method of simulating fighting qi with magic power is finally regarded as a beginner path here in Bai Lang, and since then the practice will eventually enter the hall one day.

"Asura Flash!" Accompanied by the temperament of the second lieutenant, Bai Langhou punched out, and a round of magical ripples burst out on his right fist, and the dementors who were nearly a few feet away directly collapsed. The dementor was sent to the end of the hallway, shattering the window of the car, and for a moment or a half it would not be able to get up at all. The blow of the white wave made Neville's eyes light up from the probe in the box. Bai Lang glanced at Neville very stinkyly, "Ah Xiu Douluo!" he said in Chinese, completely ignoring whether his classmates understood or not.

"Wow!" The little wizards all let out an exclamation when they saw all this, and the image of Bai Lang's school bully should be completely revealed now. "Harry Potter has passed out!" someone shouted, and Bai Lang dusted off his clothes, took his wand from Zabini's hand, and swaggered over to look at it. By this time, all the dementors had already stopped rushing outside the carriage, and the cold air had disappeared a lot.

Harry was fine, and the train stopped on the platform shortly after Bai Lang returned to the box. The young wizards, with the exception of the first-year students, arrived at Hogwarts in a horse-drawn carriage. "It was a terrible day. Bai Lang muttered, he saw that there were two Dementors guarding the gates of Hogwarts, and a cold aura enveloped the entire gate. Zabini beside him had already begun to shrink, and Bai Lang snorted coldly, and suddenly this breath that seized happiness and temperature was blown away by a breath as sharp as a knife and as hot as fire.

As Bai Lang got out of the car, he heard Malfoy speaking in a tone that had been lengthened, "You fainted, Potter? Did Longbottom tell the truth? Did you really faint?" Malfoy smug his face as he squeezed past Hermione, blocking Harry's way up the stone steps into the castle. Those pale eyes flashed maliciously. "Go away, Malfoy. Ron said through gritted teeth. "Did you pass out too, Weasley?" Malfoy exclaimed. "That horrible old guy scared you, didn't he, Weasley?"

At this time, the middle-aged man who seemed to be a professor had just gotten out of the car, and Bai Lang had already walked over and bumped Malfoy from behind, interrupting him. "Oh, I'm sorry! Isn't this our honorable Mr. Malfoy?, I found that the dung heap can continue to pile up, huh?!" Bai Lang's provocative intent was revealed, but Malfoy's face flushed, but he shrank shamefully......

As they entered the hall, Professor McGonagall took Harry and Hermione away, and Bai Lang followed the prefect to the long table. "It's the entrance day again, let's see what new little wizards there are. These soft eggs. Bai Lang thought so, and Neville secretly touched his arm, "Can you teach me?" Bai Lang looked at the little fat man - this kid has grown a lot taller recently, and he is actually close to Bai Lang's height. "What did you tell you?" Bai Lang asked.

"Ashu Douluo!" Neville struggled to utter the word in a very inauthentic pronunciation, gesturing with his fists clenched. Bai Lang smiled, "I remember that you also studied with me in the first grade, but then you stopped studying." Why do you want to learn my magic martial arts now?" The three words of magic martial arts are in Chinese, and Neville did not understand. However, he nodded desperately, "Okay, I'll give you another chance to hone your body and mind." If you give up again this time, I won't teach you again. Bai Lang's words were very serious.

At this point the Headmaster stood up and spoke, and Professor Dumbledore, despite his age, always came across as energetic. His hair and beard were several feet long, he wore semicircular glasses, and his nose was heavily hooked. "Welcome!" Professor Dumbledore said, his beard glistening from the light of the candles, "Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year!" I have a few things to say to all of you, one of which is very serious, and I think it would be better to make it clear before you get lost in this meal......

"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. Dumbledore paused, "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 should not be tricked into playing tricks or disguises, not even the Cloak of Invisibility. Dementors are inherently unaware of what a request or an excuse is. 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. ”

Bai Lang muttered below, "I don't think so, I think I have the ability to kill them directly...... It's just. "But he didn't say that in the process of defeating the two Dementors, he had lost a lot of mana and energy, so much so that he was still a little lacking in energy.

Dumbledore began to introduce this year's new professors, the first being the new Defence Against the Dark Arts class, "Professor Lupin!" Dumbledore said. Bai Lang was not surprised to see Professor Snape's expression of disgust, after all, they actually had a grudge. "It's not a good thing. Bai Lang laughed to himself.

"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 Kettleburn, 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 pleased 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 gamekeeper. ”

The trio and the Gryffindor students all let out loud screams, and even Bai Lang applauded softly—for the sake of this half-giant with a similar aesthetic to his, they were all lovers of powerful and terrifying creatures. "Speaking of going to meet Dior, I hope Hagrid won't get carried away and introduce my lovely Dior in the first lesson. Bai Lang thought.