King's Cross Station.

Platform nine and three-quarters.

The first-grade wizards who are about to enter the school are bustling with anticipation and curiosity on their faces.

The exclusive train leading to Hogwarts was parked quietly on the side of the platform.

After Lorne put Hermione's salute into the divine space, the two crossed the crowd and boarded the black and red steam train.

Since I got on the train quite late, the cars in front of me were all occupied, so I had to find a seat at the back of the train.

"Lorne, Hermione?"

At this time, a voice came from behind Lorn.

When he turned around, it was Harry and Ron who came into view.

The two of them were standing there holding a large suitcase.

"Aren’t you two already in the car?"

Lorne asked with some confusion.

"Why haven't you found the carriage yet?"

"The carriage was too full, so Harry and I went out to look for a room."

Ron, whose hair was a little messy, said helplessly.

Fred, George and Ginny are just three people. If you add the two of them, it becomes five people.

And a carriage can seat up to four people.

In desperation , the two of them had to go out and find another room.

"Didn't you two find the carriage either? asked Harry

"We're going to take a look at the back of the car."

Hermione raised her eyebrows and said softly.

She didn't want to be in the same carriage with others, because then she wouldn't be able to do anything to Lorne.

"Hey, there's only one person in this compartment!"

At this time, Ron, who found a carriage ahead, shouted to Lorn and the others.

Lorn took Hermione's hand and walked over to take a look.

In the corner inside, there was a man sleeping with his head covered with a shabby coat. The man, there is a suitcase belonging to him on the luggage rack, and there is a name engraved on it:

Remus John Lupin

"Why don't you two come in? Ron

, who had put down his luggage, asked Lorn, who was still standing outside the door.

Hermione, who was standing next to Lorn, half-closed her eyes and pulled his sleeves.

"Forget it, it was still a bit crowded with five people, so Hermione and I went to the back to have a look."

Feeling the movement of his sleeves, Lorne instantly understood what the little witch meant.

"That's OK."

After taking a look at the young couple, Ron didn't say anything.

After all, the five-person carriage was indeed very crowded.

Perhaps there were too many young wizards this year, and there were more or less people in the front carriage.

In the end, it was still on the train. I found an empty carriage at the end of the car.

Lorn sat near the window, and Hermione sat opposite him.

He put some magazines and snacks in his hands on the table from the divine space. To kill the boring time during the trip.

The blue field scenery outside the window is indeed beautiful, but no matter how much you see it, you will get tired of it. By the way, the frog cub went on a trip a month before the start of school.

It is still there I didn’t send him a photo.

I don’t know which world he went to play in again.

After all, the frog cub has a wide range of friends, and there are many types, including snakes, electric mice, and even robot cats.

"The man who was sleeping just now was Professor Lupine, did you see that?"

Hermione picked up a Momotaro rice ball and took a bite, then said to Lorne.

The meticulous Miss Granger immediately saw the name engraved on the old suitcase, and it happened that they would have it next semester. a professor named lupine

"I know he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Lorne took out the Hogwarts opening letter and placed it on the table.

It already introduced the position and origin of Professor Lupin.

These are just to reassure the parents of the little wizard.

Professor Lupin?

If you don't remember it, If he was wrong, he was also a werewolf.

Sirius's desire to obtain the Horse Charm was also related to him.

Thinking of Sirius, Lorne did not let him follow him to Hogwarts.

Firstly, it was because Tom needed help, and secondly I don’t want the rat to escape early.

The four predators are all familiar with each other’s Animagus form.

Except for Lupine, because he is a werewolf

"I will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester..."

Hermione looked at the contents of the letter and read in a low voice.

"It’s Defense Against the Dark Arts again!"

The little witch couldn't help but say.

This course basically changes professors every semester.

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but think of what Lorne said about the curse of this position.

"Lorne, why do you think Lockhart is fine?"

Hermione held her chin up and looked at him with a pair of brown eyes.

"Geralt...probably because he left his job early."

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

Lockhart was even worse than Professor Quirrell. At least the other one who was beheaded has rested in peace, but Lockhart was resurrected and made into a puppet by him.

………

As the train slowly drove on the rails, the bright sunshine outside the window was replaced by the setting sun.

"Hmm...it feels like it's going to rain outside."

Hermione rested her head on Lorn's shoulder and looked out the window with hazy eyes.

Halfway through the train, the little witch ran to his side. As she got closer, she couldn't help but fall asleep.

Now just now Wake up.

The bright sunshine outside the window has been covered with clouds. It looks dark at this time, and the shrouded fog makes it difficult to see any real scenery.

"Are you awake?"

Lorne saw the magazine in his hand placed on the table, and pinched the cheek of the sleepy little witch with his hand.

"Um…"

"a little cold."

Miss Granger nodded slightly, feeling the cold air around her. She subconsciously moved closer to Lorne's arms.

The temperature of the entire carriage had indeed dropped.

Lorne looked at the dark sky outside the window, with an expression on his face. Thinking.

As a pair of scarlet sickle kaleidoscopes emerged, he clearly saw the creatures hiding behind the clouds.

They were the origin of all changes.

Dementors.

Are they here to search for Sirius?

Lorne He quietly closed his eyes.

But it would be nice to have a dementor in the summer.

Feeling the growing coldness around him, he couldn't help but think.

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