Chapter 296 Dementors Board the Car for Inspection

"Dementors." Ron was horrified, his face turned extremely pale, "Are you sure it's Dementors? They are not in Azkaban, why are they on our train?"

"How should I know?"

"I remember." Harry said suddenly, "Mr. Weasley seemed to have said that the guards of Azkaban would come to Hogwarts to garrison, and they guessed that Sirius might come to school."

"Good guy, all these jailers were mobilized just for a wanted criminal." Aaron said speechlessly, "But that's not right, Dementors don't make sense to get on our train!"

Bang!

The compartment shook suddenly.

A figure more than three meters tall, wearing a tattered black cloak, stopped outside the door.

"Lumospheric flashes."

Aaron pulled out his wand, and the white light illuminated the entire compartment and the figure outside.

Hiss!

Aaron felt a little nauseous just by looking at it. He had seen disgusting things, but he had never seen such disgusting things.

Except for the cloak, the Dementors seemed to be soaked in water.

A gray-white bone hand slowly stretched out from the cloak and pulled the sliding door open.

A strange atmosphere spread in the private room. Harry, Hermione, and Ron trembled nervously. Crookshanks and Scabbers also hid in the owner's arms.

"Mr. Dementor, there is no one here for you." Aaron said lightly, "We didn't invite you to come, so please close the door."

The Dementor ignored it, simply glanced around, and turned his head to Harry Potter, seeming to show great interest.

It began to inhale, and a gurgling sound came from its throat, like the whistling of the wind.

Harry only felt that the gloomy chill enveloped him, and his fear was infinitely magnified. The whole person fell in the darkness, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Roar!

Abe roared, and with a flying pounce, he knocked the Dementor out of the workshop.

Harry reacted, panting heavily, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

Before he could experience the feeling of surviving a disaster, he saw the Dementor looking at him, and he was scared and kept shrinking back.

At this time, he was most grateful that there was a college professor in this private room. No matter whether the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year was reliable or not, he had to be reliable at this time.

Professor Lupin seemed to have heard his request and suddenly opened his eyes.

He quickly drew out his wand, and a thick white mist swirled at the tip. The Dementor seemed to have seen its natural enemy and decisively chose to retreat.

"It seems that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year is still reliable." Aaron smiled meaningfully, and then put a piece of chocolate in Harry's hand, "Eat it, the effect of chocolate after being attacked by Dementors is better than tranquilizers."

Harry nodded, tore open the wrapping paper blankly, and took a bite.

Feeling his body warmed up, he reluctantly sat back in his seat.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.

"It's okay." Harry said with lingering fear, "I heard a woman's scream, and for some reason, I felt particularly heartbroken."

"That's the Dementor sucking your soul, and you will see the memory you least want to see." Lupin explained, "You should thank this cat. If it hadn't knocked the Dementor out in time, you would at least fall into a coma."

Harry was stunned for a moment and gave Abe a grateful smile.

"Is it really a cat?" Lupin looked at Aaron in confusion, "Excuse me, but a normal cat should be like it."

Lupin pointed at Crookshanks, the big orange cat was hiding in the basket and shivering, and it seemed that he had not yet come out of fear.

"Of course Abe is a cat." Aaron said calmly, "I have raised it since it was born."

Abe raised his head unhappily, it is a dragon, and it has the pride of being a dragon.

Aaron immediately glared at it and suppressed its proud dragon head.

"It seems to be an unusual cat." Lupin did not doubt it, "I'll excuse myself for a moment and go talk to the driver."

After Lupin left, Harry looked at the three people depressedly, "I feel that the Dementors are targeting me."

"Be more confident, and remove the word "feeling." Aaron hugged Abe in his arms, "Compared to others, people like you who have lived for more than ten years but have not felt much happiness are more likely to become the target of Dementors.

If you don't want to be powerless when facing Dementors, you need to learn a defensive spell, a difficult defensive spell."

"Is it the one that Professor Lupin drove away the Dementors?" Hermione asked curiously.

"That's right." Aaron nodded, "It's called the Patronus Charm, which can drive away Dementors."

"Thank God." Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor happens to know this spell, and he will definitely be willing to teach us."

"This is not easy to learn." Aaron gave Harry a meaningful look, "especially for you."

"What do you mean?"

"The most important factor in casting the Patronus Charm is happiness or hope.

I'm not trying to discourage you, but how many happy memories do you think you have in these thirteen years?"

Hearing this, Harry pursed his lips.

After he was one year old, he lived in the Dursleys' home, which was not even as good as an orphanage. Because of this, he didn't live very well for the next twelve years, and it could even be said that he was in dire straits.

"You can think about Quidditch." Ron reminded, "You are definitely the happiest when you ride on a flying broom."

Harry's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light, "Thank you, Ron, I almost forgot that my life still has bright spots."

Ron's mouth twitched, and he felt a strong resentment towards Harry's uncle's family.

This family was definitely not a good one. Harry didn't feel the slightest bit of happiness in their home.

"Aaron, do you know this spell?" Hermione asked.

"I think so!" Aaron nodded shyly. He was much better at it than Lupin.

"Then you can teach us." Ron said excitedly.

"Uh... I don't have time."

"Hey, we're still friends, why don't you help me with this little bit?"

"But I'm not a teacher." Aaron rolled his eyes. "It takes a long time to learn the Patronus Charm, and I have my own things to do.

Apart from anything else, I've signed up for five elective courses this semester, so I'm really too busy."

"You've signed up for five courses too?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Also?"

Aaron looked at Hermione with a little doubt in his eyes.

He had a thought body clone, so he could barely take five courses. Hermione was just one person, so it was impossible for her to take all five courses.

"She also signed up for five courses." Ron said speechlessly, "The worst thing is that she, a Muggle-born wizard, actually has to learn Muggle Studies."

"I personally think that Muggle Studies is the most valuable." Aaron said seriously. His identity destined him to deal with all kinds of Muggles. If he knows more now, he will suffer less in the future.

At this time, the sliding door opened, and Lupin sat in his previous seat, picked up the bottle of wine by the window and took a sip.

"I have talked to the driver, and the train will leave soon."

After a while, the lights in the compartment lit up, and the floor shook slightly. The Hogwarts Express started again, and it didn't stop at Hogsmeade Station until more than ten minutes later.

Aaron took out an umbrella from his suitcase and got off the train with it.

Because of the rain, the platform was more chaotic than before, and with the Dementors getting on the train in the middle of the journey, many people were still in panic and hadn't recovered.

"First-year students, this way." Hagrid shouted, calling on the first-year students to cross the river in the traditional way.

As for the students above the first year, they took another route and took a carriage pulled by the Thestrals to Hogwarts.

"Aaron, are you okay?" Draco asked curiously, "Many people saw the Dementors enter your private room."

"It's okay, it's just that Professor Lupin acted faster, otherwise Abe would definitely be able to drive him away with a breath of dragon."

"Professor?" Draco seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly and said: "The man in your private room is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"You seem a little dissatisfied with him, did Professor Lupin offend you in any way?"

"He is dressed in rags, with patches on his clothes, and his suitcase is also tattered. He is definitely at the bottom of the wizarding world. I don't think he has any ability."

"Hehe!" Aaron shook his head, "Lockhart is considered an upper-class figure in the wizarding world, but what about in reality?

I think Professor Lupin is qualified for this position, at least... he can drive away the Dementors."

Draco was speechless and unable to refute.

As the carriage approached the gate, the students saw several Dementors patrolling in the air, and they all felt a chill inexplicably.

After passing through the gate, the carriage went up a ramp and stopped in front of the steps leading to the castle.

Everyone walked up the steps, passed through a majestic oak door, and then entered the hall through a marble staircase.

Students above the first grade sat down at the long table belonging to their college one after another. The ceiling corresponded to the weather tonight, with dark clouds, but no rain.

"Potter! Granger! Gaius! Come with me." Professor McGonagall walked down from the teacher's seat and said.

"Uh...what's the matter?" Aaron asked in surprise. He didn't think he had done anything wrong and needed the vice-president to come out in person.

"Don't be nervous, you didn't break the school rules, but there are some things we need to talk about."

The three looked at each other and followed Professor McGonagall.

When they arrived at Professor McGonagall's office, she motioned for them to sit down, and she herself sat on the office chair.

"Harry, Professor Lupin told me that you encountered a Dementor in the car." Professor McGonagall said with concern, "So I notified Madam Pomfrey, and she will be here soon."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." Harry said anxiously. It's not a good thing to meet the school doctor as soon as he arrived at school.

The school hospital has almost become an unbreakable spell for him. He visits it for various reasons almost every semester. Madam Pomfrey sees him the most, no one else.