Vol 2 Chapter 187: Hogwarts Express

Harry, Ron, Fanlin and Hermione walked along the corridor looking for empty carriages, but all the carriages were full, only the last carriage was not.
There is only one person in this carriage, and this person is sitting by the window, sleeping soundly. Harry, Ron, Fanlin and Hermione stopped on the threshold.
The Hogwarts Express train is usually taken by students. They have never seen an adult here, except for the witch who pushed the food truck for them.
The stranger was wearing an extremely shabby wizard robe, patched in several places. He has a sick face and is exhausted. He looks very young, but his light brown hair is spontaneous.
"Who do you think he is?" Ron asked sharply. They sat down, closed the door, and sat as far away from the window as possible. "
"Professor R.J. Lupin." Hermione whispered immediately.
"How did you know?"
"Isn't it written on his box," Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack on the man's head. There was a small, old box, tied with many ropes and neatly knotted. The words "Professor R.J. Lupin" were printed on the corner of the box, and the letters had peeled off.
"Don't know what he teaches?" Ron said, frowning at Professor Lupin's lifeless profile.
"Obviously," Fanlin said, "There is only one empty seat, right? "Defense to the Dark Arts"."
"Well... I hope he can do this job, at least better than Gildro and Rocky..." Hermione said angrily, "Damn, I didn't learn anything from them. Especially Mr. Guidro Lockhart, where did he go?"
"It seems to be the United States..." Fanlin said, "Dobby helped me pay attention. Anyway, Guidro can't stay in the UK."
"Indeed!" Harry nodded, and Guidro's experience was all caused by them.
"By the way, Harry..." Ron said, "What the do you want to tell us?"
"That's it..." Harry motioned for a few people to come closer, and he whispered.
"Mr. Weasley just told me what he meant, Sirius escaped from prison for me..."
"For you?" Hermione exclaimed. "What is he doing with you?"
"Harry, you found it too..." Fanlin frowned. "Harry has been under the surveillance of the Ministry of Magic ever since the Dursleys escaped. This is due to the agreement between Fudge and Harry. It can be seen."
"Agreement? Connelly Fudge? Harry, how come you have an agreement with the Minister of Magic."
"Hermione, the Ministry of Magic must have received the news after Harry left the Dursleys. They can't catch Sirius, but they can easily grasp Harry's movements. After all, each of us has magic on the wand. The follow-up mark of the Ministry." Fanlin was a little dissatisfied. He hated it. He felt that his secret would be revealed because of this, so he had been using his grandma to find a way to remove his mark.
"Okay..." Hermione said seriously, "Sirius Black escaped to chase you...oh, Harry...you have to be careful, be very careful. Don't ask for trouble. Harry..."
"I didn't ask for trouble," Harry said angrily. "Usually trouble finds me."
"How dumb is Harry to find a lunatic who wants to kill him?" Ron said tremblingly.
Except for Fanlin, their views on this news were much more serious than Harry expected. Ron and Hermione seemed to be more afraid of Black than him.
"No one knows how he escaped from Azkaban," Ron said awkwardly. "No one has ever done this before. And he is still a prime criminal."
"But they will catch him, won't they?" Hermione said sincerely, "I mean. They have called all the Muggles to find him..."
"I'm sorry, Hermione..." Fanlin shook his head, "I don't think the Ministry of Magic has such an ability, otherwise Sirius would not escape from Azkaban, and would hunt down some remnants after Voldemort fell. It will take a lot of time to lose the party."
"Anyway..." Hermione seemed afraid, "Anyway, the Ministry of Magic is still useful..."
"Compared to this, I think you should trust Dumbledore's protection of Hogwarts..." Harry said. He was not optimistic about the Ministry at all, although Fudge was always kind to him.
"Where is the noise?" Ron said suddenly. A faint whistle sound came from somewhere. They looked around in the carriage.
"It came from your suitcase, Harry," Ron said, standing up and going to the luggage rack to get the suitcase. After a while, he took the pocket speculum out of Harry's robe. It spun quickly on Ron's palm, and it was brilliant.
"Is this a sight glass?" Hermione asked with interest. Stand up and want to take a closer look. "Yeah... you know, it's very cheap," Ron said. "When I tied it to Errol's lap to give it to Harry, it went crazy."
"Are you doing something then?" Hermione asked sharply. "No! Um... I shouldn't use Errol. You know it's not very good for long-distance travel... But if you don't, how can I give Harry a gift?"
"Tuck it back into the box," Harry said. Because the game screamed so badly, "Otherwise, I should wake him up." He nodded to Professor Lupin. Ron stuffed it into an old pair of socks Uncle Vernon gave Harry, which masked its voice, and then Ron closed the lid of the box again. "We can check it out at Hogwarts," Ron said, sitting down again. "Devis and Bans sell this kind of stuff, Fred and George told me."
"Do you know Hogsmeade well?" Hermione asked keenly~EbookFREE.me~ I read from the book that this is the only place in the UK where there are no Muggles..."
"Yeah, I think so," Ron said nonchalantly, "but that's not why I want to go. I just want to go to Duke Honey!"
"What's that?" Hermione asked.
"It's a candy store," Ron said, with a dreamlike expression on his face. "There's everything...the pepper naughty boy...it smokes in your mouth...and the greasy chocolate balls, which are full of strawberry custard and ordinary custard, and really wonderful sugar Quill, you can in class, it looks like you are thinking about how to write next..."
"Please Ron, do you only think of these?" Fanlin was a little speechless, although these were very attractive to him.
　　
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