Chapter 190: Opening Ceremony (I)

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"Harry! Harry! Are you okay?" Someone was hitting him in the face. "What...what happened?"

Harry opened his eyes. There were lights above him and the floor was shaking - the Hogwarts Express was moving again and the lights were on again.

He seemed to slide from his seat to the floor. Ron and Hermione knelt beside him, and he could see Professor Lupine and Fanlin leaning down to look down at him. Oh, by the way, there's Neville too. Neville is squeezing in the back, with Crookshanks at his feet, making the box look extremely small.

He felt uncomfortable; he reached out to push up his glasses and felt the cold sweat on his face.

Ron and Hermione helped him back to his seat. "Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously. "It's okay," Harry said, looking quickly towards the door. The hooded monster was gone. "What happened just now? That - where did that monster go? Who was screaming just now?"

"No one screamed, Harry!" said Fanlin, who had just put away his wand.

Harry looked around the bright carriage. Ron and Neville were looking at him, both of them looking pale.

"But I heard a scream..." Harry said, but there was a snap that made them all jump.

Professor Lupine was breaking a large piece of chocolate into smaller pieces. "Here you go," he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece. "Eat it. It'll be good for you."

"You'd better eat it!" Fan Lin said, "Thank you so much, Professor Luping, this saves me from buying two pieces of chocolate for Harry..."

Harry took the chocolate but didn't eat it.

"What was that just now?" Harry asked.

"A dementor," Professor Lupine pulled out more chocolates, handing them out to everyone, "a dementor from Azkaban."

"You can have a piece too, I think Mi needs him very much!" Lu Ping said, and he stuffed the last piece of chocolate into Fan Lin's hand.

"Thank you, Professor Lupin, I think it would be fun for you to teach our Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Oh?" Lupine laughed, "How do you know?"

At this time, everyone stared at Lu Ping and Fan Lin. Professor Lu Ping crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it into his pocket.

"In fact, we need to change two professors this semester. One of the professors who teaches the Care of Magical Creatures course is someone we know well. Of course, if you want to teach this course, I don't think Headmaster Dumbledore will either." Do you mind..." Fan Lin said, he stuffed chocolate into his mouth, and then cast a warming spell on everyone.

"Forget it, I still can't do magical animals or anything like that... However, I really want to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts. If nothing else, you may be the best student I have ever seen. , being able to successfully cast the Patronus Charm at the end of second grade is very rare..."

"Thank you..." Lu Ping felt a sense of relief when he felt the warming spell from Fan Lin, "It's a good patron saint. Maybe it will be fully visible after a while, but... I'm more curious about how you have so many magic?"

"After going through some things, and then there are some other factors..." Fan Lin smiled. He pushed Hermione and others back into their chairs. There was nothing to be nervous about now.

"Okay, I think I need to communicate with the conductor." Professor Luping stood up and walked out.

"I don't understand... what just happened?" Harry said, wiping the sweat that had appeared on his face again. "Well...that guy...the dementor...is standing there looking around. I mean, I guess that's what it does, I can't see its face...and you...you..."

"I thought you were scared or something," Ron said, still looking scared. "Your whole body froze, you fell off your seat and started twitching..."

"Then Fanlin has those wands," Hermione said, her hand still holding Fanlin nervously.

"Then I only saw Fan Lin reciting a spell, and Professor Lu Ping. A ball of silver light emitted from the front of their two wands. Professor Lu Ping's silver light was a wolf, and Fan Lin's was still very blurry, but It was also in the form of an animal, and the two animals drove the dementor out. "

"It's terrible..." Neville recalled the experience just now, "It seems like the air has frozen and all the happiness has disappeared..."

"Thank you, Fanlin..." Harry said, and then he remembered his own situation.

"Have any of you - fallen off your seats?" Harry asked awkwardly.

"No," Ron said, looking at Harry anxiously, "Neville was shaking like crazy, but..."

Harry really didn't understand. He felt weak and trembling, as if recovering from a bad bout of influenza; he began to feel embarrassed. Everyone else was fine, so why was he so scared?

Professor Lupine has returned. He paused when he came in, looked around, smiled slightly, and said: "I didn't poison the chocolate, you know..."

Harry took a bite, and to his great surprise, a warmth suddenly spread to the tips of his fingers and toes.

"We'll be at Hogwarts in ten minutes," said Professor Lupin. "How are you, Harry?" Harry did not ask Professor Lupin how he knew his name. "Okay." He whispered, embarrassed.

"What is a Dementor?" Harry asked, looking at Vanlin. He always felt that Professor Lupin didn't want to talk to him about this issue, and they just met.

"The guards of Azkaban..." Fanlin frowned, "a bunch of evil aggregates, only fear, misery, loneliness and other negative things can be found in them. According to records, they suddenly appeared from an abyss in the depths of the ocean. People originally called that place the abyss of hell..."

"Very appropriate," Fanlin paused, "It's a pity that no one has been there. The Dementor's Kiss is not a joke, and that place can't be found at all now."

"What are they doing here?" Hermione asked, she was terrified, "Why would the Ministry of Magic use such a thing to guard Azkaban..."

"Who knows..." Fanlin said, "After all, Dementors are tireless, and the Ministry of Magic doesn't need to be so kind to the prisoners in Azkaban. As for what they are doing here..."

Fanlin looked at Professor Lupin meaningfully, "Of course, they are here to hunt down Sirius Black, the fugitive who escaped from Azkaban..." (To be continued)