Chapter 98 The Lion and the Dementor (13th Update, Please Subscribe)
Chapter 98 The Lion and the Dementor (13th update, please subscribe~)
Ron and Hermione were confused.
What were these two talking about?
"Professor Lupin is also dangerous?" Hermione figured out this meaning.
Harry didn't say anything, looking at Lupin, the badge in his hand was still calm.
Lupin hesitated: "It's hard for me to say, but I hope you can believe me, I am safe, and I will work hard to become a qualified professor."
Hermione looked at Harry, she would not believe a man she had only met once.
Harry nodded.
Hermione nodded: "Then I believe you, Professor Lupin."
"Me too." Ron echoed.
Lupin breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Harry."
"In return, tell me what kind of person Sirius Black is?" Harry leaned forward and stared at him, "You and he were once best friends, maybe you will know how he escaped from Azkaban?"
Lupin fell silent.
The amulet hummed again.
Harry raised his wand.
Ron and Hermione did not hesitate, took out their wands and pointed them at Lupin.
Lupin raised his hands high: "Harry, I really don't have any ill will towards you."
He said so, but the amulet was still vibrating, and there was a strong wind outside the window. The sound of rain dripping and hitting the glass slowed down the train.
"Sirius." Lupin sighed, raised his hands and slowly narrated, "I mean Black, he is the person your father trusts the most."
At this point, he paused slightly.
"He is a typical Gryffindor, I mean, to people from other colleges, he is a typical Gryffindor."
"Reckless, brainless, impulsive."
"I actually always find it hard to believe that he would betray James."
"It's not because I trust his character too much, but with his brain and scheming, he can't do such a thing, he will be exposed on the first day."
"But if he escapes from Azkaban, he may be able to do it..."
The badge vibrated more violently.
At this moment.
With a clang, the train stopped suddenly.
The lights in the carriage went out.
"Die!"
Harry cast a sleeping spell without hesitation or thought. Lupin didn't expect him to be so decisive. He didn't react and was hit by the spell.
The vibration of the badge continued for another two seconds and slowly stopped.
Is it really Lupin?
Harry was a little surprised.
"Harry, what's going on?" Hermione waved her wand and lit up the carriage. "Did Lupin do that?"
Harry looked towards the corridor: "I'm afraid not."
In the darkness, a harsh friction sound like a rat came from afar.
Ron wiped the window and looked out: "It seems that someone stopped the train and got on it now."
"This is the Hogwarts school bus!" Hermione was startled and pushed Ron away and looked out, but she was a step slower and only saw the last figure disappear in the blind spot of her vision.
Outside the carriage, the noise of the little wizards gradually rose.
But after a while, it suddenly stopped.
The dark, evil, ominous smell became stronger and stronger, rushing towards Harry's nose.
He opened the sliding door.
In the corridor, a figure wearing a black cloak, tall and big, with its head against the ceiling, fluttered forward, and wherever it passed, there was silence.
The air was stained and frozen by its arrival.
It greedily absorbed the joy, enthusiasm and vitality around it.
Harry recognized it at a glance - Dementors, the jailers set up by the Ministry of Magic in Azkaban, an extremely dangerous dark magic creature.
"Is Fudge's brain made entirely of feces?" Harry gritted his teeth, his eyes were astonished.
Even after last year.
He had a warning about the current state of the Ministry of Magic's incompetence, but he never thought that they would be so incompetent as to put such a creature on the train!
He raised his wand and chanted a spell.
"Expecto Patronus!"
The silver lion pounced and slammed into the huge Dementor, opened its mouth and bit it, tore off the cloak, and cut its claws, smashing it hard on the floor.
The Dementor exhaled a breath of black air.
The lion held it in its mouth and pounced on the front of the train, sweeping all the way and dispersing almost all the Dementors.
A moment later.
The lights of the train were relit, the whistle blew, and it started again with a tremor.
Harry stood at the door and waited for a while. No Ministry of Magic officials came to the door, and then he went back to the carriage.
Lupin was still unconscious.
He waved his wand, and a piece of clothing flew out of the suitcase and turned into a hemp rope, which tied Lupin tightly.
After a while.
Lupin woke up, he opened his eyes blankly, looked at the lights in the carriage, a little dazed, struggled to sit up straight, and found that he was tied up.
"Harry?" He was a little dazed.
Just as he woke up, the amulet vibrated violently again.
Harry looked at him calmly: "Professor, for our safety, I have to wrong you."
Lupin stared at the lion badge on his chest, his eyes sincere, and nodded with some difficulty: "Harry, I absolutely have no ill will towards you."
Harry met his eyes.
He didn't dodge, nor did he act sincere, his eyes were calm, even a little relieved.
This look is not what a bad person should have.
"I will untie it for you when we get to Hogwarts." Harry said calmly, he was not infected by this look.
He had encountered such a look before.
He turned around and stabbed himself with a sword.
People can only believe in the facts they have experienced.
"Maybe we can continue the topic just now?" Harry continued to ask, "How did Sirius escape from Azkaban?"
The badge vibrated more violently, again.
Lupin opened his mouth and was about to answer.
The sliding door was opened roughly, and an Auror walked in, looking at the people in the carriage, frowning: "Who summoned the Patronus just now?"
"It was me." Harry looked at him.
Hermione's face was a little distorted.
She couldn't help but think of what happened when they first met.
The Auror noticed the eyes, took a step back, and his tone became soft: "Mr. Potter?"
"Such an excellent Patronus Charm is indeed only you can cast."
"But that is our staff of the Ministry of Magic, used to search..."
Harry interrupted him impatiently: "Fudge's brain is broken, and your brain is broken too?"
"Putting Dementors on the train and letting a group of young wizards face them directly, can you do such a thing?"
The Auror couldn't help but lower his head.
Lupin was a little surprised: "Dementors, on the train?"
"I've driven them away." Harry replied.
The Auror didn't know how to respond, he played with his fingers.
The train slowed down and gradually stopped.
We arrived at the station.
The Auror breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Potter, we're at Hogwarts, I won't bother you."
After that, he trotted out, not forgetting to close the carriage door.