Chapter 199 On the Train (Modified)

The stranger was wearing a tattered wizard's robes, patched in several places. He looked sickly, with no strength at all. Although he looked young, his light brown hair was already graying.

Allen looked at the man and sighed in his heart, "The life of a werewolf is really hard..."

"Do you know who he is?" Ron asked in a low voice as they closed the sliding doors and took the seats furthest from the windows.

"Professor R.J. Lupine." Allen and Hermione said in unison.

Ron was dumbfounded, "How do you know? A prophecy?"

"It says on his suitcase." Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head.

There was a little battered box, tied up with lots of string neatly knotted, and Professor R. J. Lupine's name was embossed on one corner, the letters a little peeling off.

A little embarrassed, Ron frowned and looked at Professor Lupine's lifeless figure, "I don't know which class he teaches?"

"That's a question," Hermione whispered. "There's only one slot open, isn't there? Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Do you think he knew about the curse?" Ron asked.

"What curse?" Harry and Hermione looked at Ron together.

"There are rumors that this job is cursed by a mysterious person, and everyone can work for a full year without any damage." Ron said mysteriously.

"Obviously, he needs this job!" Allen raised his chin. In the face of the pressure of life, the curse of nothingness can't stop Lupine at all. The position of professor at Hogwarts is an opportunity for him—and the other party is To protect Harry.

"Good luck to him, there really wasn't a teacher who could teach this subject for more than a year in the past two years!" Harry felt that the curse Ron said was very likely to be true.

"I hope he's up to the job," said Ron skeptically. "Look at him, a good witch can take him out, can't he? Leave him alone..." He turned to Harry. "You want What are you telling us?"

Harry told the content of the quarrel between the Weasleys and what Arthur had warned him just now. After he finished speaking, Ron was stunned. Hermione opened her mouth to show her teeth and then covered them with both hands. Finally, she Putting your hands down, you said, "Is Sirius Black out looking for you? Oh, Harry... you must be very, very careful. Don't make trouble, Harry..."

Allen nodded in agreement. To be honest, if someone else was as adventurous as Harry and had such a troublesome physique, he would have died a long time ago. I don’t know how many times...

"I'm not looking for trouble," Harry said angrily, "it always comes to me."

"Go find a lunatic who wants to kill him. Isn't Harry stupid?" Ron said tremblingly. Harry didn't think they would take the news so seriously. Both Ron and Hermione seemed to be more serious than him. Scared of Blake.

"No one knows how he escaped from Azkaban," said Ron uneasily. "No one has ever done this before. And he is a prisoner under special surveillance."

"They're going to catch him though, aren't they?" said Hermione seriously. "I mean, they got all the Muggles going to get him too..."

"Alan, what do you think?" Harry turned to Alan.

"What? Oh, sorry, I think I need to go out first." Allen didn't think Black was a problem at all, but Penello, who had patrolled the door of this carriage three times, successfully attracted Allen's attention.

Allen stood up and walked out.

"Harry, I don't think Alan is very worried about you!" Hermione was a little annoyed, "He just wants to find his prefect!"

"President of the Student Council," Ron interrupted suddenly.

"What?" Hermione asked angrily.

"Ahem, I mean," Ron looked at the frizzy Hermione in fear, and explained carefully, "It's like Percy is the head of the Boys' Council,

Penello was named president of the Girls' Student Council. "

"Oh, that would be great!" Hermione turned her head, but her tone was unfriendly.

"Hi, Penello! Do you want to patrol frequently?" Allen quickly chatted with Penello.

"Yeah, these little wizards, especially this group of little lions, always like to chase and fight!" Penelope raised his hand, and a second-year Gryffindor boy stopped running and obediently returned to the carriage .

"He's afraid of you!" Allen said with certainty.

"Of course, I petrified him before and fixed him in the aisle for five minutes." Penelope raised his eyebrows, showing an extremely domineering and charming smile.

As the Hogwarts Express traveled northward, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate. As the high-altitude clouds thickened, the sky darkened.

"It's unlucky, it looks like it's going to rain!" Penello said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Hagrid will always find a way to keep us out of the rain." Allen took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Penello.

"Today is not Valentine's Day!" Penello took the chocolate and joked happily.

"Did you know? Eating chocolate can make people feel happy." Allen shrugged, he still has a lot in his hand!

Penelope shook the chocolate in her hand, walked away again, and Allen followed behind her.

"Huh? You?" Penello looked at Allen strangely.

"It's almost lunch time, I'm going to find the fat witch." Allen said with a smile.

When Allen was carrying a pile of food, he opened the compartment door again, and found that Harry and the others had already started eating on their seats.

Seeing the food Alan brought back, Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "Alan, I can't see that you can eat like this!"

"Well, I think you don't need it anymore." Allen raised the food bag in his hand.

"However, obviously this food will not be wasted." Allen looked at Lupine who was sleeping on one side.

"You want to wake him up?" Ron nodded at Professor Lupine. "Hermione just tried it. The professor is fast asleep."

Of course, you can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Allen glanced at Lupine.

"Ah, in that case, I'm afraid these foods will be wasted. The fat witch said that once sold, they will not be returned or exchanged." Allen looked at these foods with embarrassment. Professor Lupin, who was lying on the seat, The professor moved suddenly, and everyone looked at him in unison, only to see Professor Lupine slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Uh, Professor," said Hermione carefully, "Excuse me - Professor? Did we wake you up?"

"Ah, it's okay." Professor Lupine looked at Alan with a smile, and Alan immediately invited politely, "Professor, I don't know how honored I am to invite you to have lunch with us—although it's just a small snack."

Allen took out a large stack of cauldron-shaped cakes from the bag and put them on the table, smiling at Lupine.

Lupine stood up, moved his stiff body, took out a large piece of chocolate from the bag, and shared it with Alan.