Reborn Harry Potter

The figure under the black robe slowly took a long breath, but what it sucked was not just air, but something else.

Just when everyone feels cold.

Lupine walked up to the shadow, took out his wand, and said, "We don't have Sirius Black here, get out!"

The black shadow didn't move, it looked around, like a hunter seeing prey, it was a delicious smell, making it willing to leave.

Lupine raised his wand, said a spell, and a silvery thing shot out of the wand towards the shadow.

The black shadow seemed to be very afraid of this silver thing, it turned around, and wanted to leave leisurely.

But a faint light floated from Harry's fingertips and flew into the huge body of the black shadow.

boom.

The black shadow suddenly exploded, like a balloon bursting due to too much inflation, and a few wisps of gray smoke drifted away.

Hermione and the others didn't see clearly, thinking that the magic used by Lupine defeated the shadow, but Lupine glanced at Harry, but didn't say anything.

The interior lights flickered a few times, then came back full on.

Lupine explained to them: "It was a dementor just now, a guard sent by the Ministry of Magic to capture Sirius."

Lupine broke open a piece of chocolate and said, "If you meet a dementor and get hurt by it, some chocolate will be very helpful, but I don't think you need it..."

He put the chocolate on the table and said, "I'll go and see how the driver is doing, hope he can start the train again."

Astoria quickly picked up the chocolate and said, "It's ready, I think Mr. Padfoot needs some chocolate."

Lupine froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

After a while, the floor was shaking... The Hogwarts Express was moving again.

Professor Lupine is back.

Blake was much better, no longer curled up under the chair.

Lupine said: "It's almost Hogwarts, there are still 10 minutes to go."

Hermione said suddenly: "Harry, where's your eagle? It's raining so much outside, why doesn't it fly back?"

Harry said: "I put it away because I don't need it to help me send letters and mail things."

Hermione said, "That's right, of course it's not as fast as Apparation."

The rest of the journey was quiet, only Hermione looked at Lupine frequently.

Lupine said, "Miss Granger, if you have any doubts, feel free to ask."

Hermione said embarrassedly: "Professor, you said that the dementor was sent by the Ministry of Magic, so why did it attack us?"

Lupine said: "Dementors have low intelligence and will only obey simple orders. They have no human emotions. It is more appropriate to say that they are an abnormal creature. They feed on human emotions. The joy of children in this train Emotions such as excitement and anticipation are probably the most beautiful things for them, so the dementors can't help absorbing your beautiful things."

"Then if something like this happens, will the dementor be transferred away?"

Lupine shook his head: "I'm afraid not, the Ministry of Magic is not so easy to talk about, and no one was hurt this time."

"Oh." Hermione mumbled.

The dementor just now gave people a really uncomfortable feeling, as if everything had become hopeless.

Soon, the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station, students got off one after another, and the scene was chaotic.The owl was hooting, the cat was hooting, and Neville's pet toad was croaking under his hat.The cold air on the small platform was overwhelming, and the bone-chilling rain poured down.

"Freshman, this way!" A familiar loud voice shouted.

Harry turned to see the huge figure of Hagrid on the other side of the platform, holding a bright lamp, beckoning the panicked first years to cross the lake in the traditional way.

On the other side there are more than 100 carriages, carrying the remaining students into the school.

Harry, Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria took one.

The carriage drove up to two imposing iron gates flanked by stone pillars topped by winged boars.

"Ah!" Astoria exclaimed, closing her eyes in fright.

It turned out that there were two hideous dementors wearing hoods, one on each side, standing guard at the door.

When Harry's carriage passed by, the dementor's figure swayed, as if aware of it.

So, Blake was honest in the car.

The carriage sped up the long uphill drive to the castle.Hermione poked her head out of the small car window, watching the many turrets and towers getting closer to them.

Finally, the carriage staggered to a stop, and the school arrived.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The four of them followed the crowd up the stone steps, through the majestic oak doors, and into the spacious and deep hall.

There were burning torches, and a magnificent marble staircase led upstairs.

On the right, the door to the auditorium is open.

Take a look at the enchanted ceiling... Tonight's dark, cloudy sky.

Not really a smart move.

Even though the weather outside was so bad, Dumbledore still chose to present this kind of weather.

Students are entering the auditorium.

A voice sounded: "Potter, Granger, come with me."

Professor McGonagall, the teacher of transfiguration and the dean of Gryffindor College, was yelling at them through their heads.

She is a stern-looking witch with hair tied in a tight bun and piercing eyes with square glasses.

"There's no need to be nervous...I just want to talk to you guys in the office," she told them.

For any student in Gryffindor, talking to Professor McGonagall is an unsettling event.

but……

"We won't be nervous because we're good boys," said Hermione.

No way, with good grades, you can do whatever you want in front of the teacher.

Professor McGonagall: "Uh...that's good..."

Zhang Qiu smiled and said goodbye to Harry, and then she also entered the auditorium with Astoria.

They walked through the hall with Professor McGonagall, up the marble staircase, and down a corridor.

Professor McGonagall's office was small, but full of warmth and warmth.

Although the weather today is indeed rather cold, but... it is September.

They went in, and Professor McGonagall motioned for Harry and Hermione to sit down, and she took a seat behind the desk herself.

"Harry, what I want to tell you is about your application to go to Hogsmeade for the weekend. I know your uncle will not sign it for you. Don't expect me or Dumbledore to sign it for you. I don't Will agree. Because it's dangerous out there... I'll tell you what's going on when the matter is settled... But Dumbledore didn't know what was wrong with saying, you'll protect yourself... God, Does he think you, a child in the third grade, can be with... ahem... Anyway, you have to stay at school on weekends..."

Professor McGonagall had expected Harry to be angry, perhaps pleading, but even then she wasn't relenting.

Unexpectedly, Harry said: "Professor, I agree with your words very much. I will not follow anyone who drags me out of the school..."

"Uh... oh... you just need to understand." Professor McGonagall nodded.

"Harry, then you go downstairs to attend the banquet first, I want to talk to Hermione about her courses."

"OK, all right."

Seeing that Harry was leaving, Hermione was still nervous. She said a little uneasy, "Professor, I filled in all the courses, and I definitely didn't intend to play a prank..."

Professor McGonagall waved his hand and said, "Reassuring child..."

Then, Harry left.

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