Chapter 192: Dementors!

　　 The figure under the black robe slowly took a long breath, but it sucked not just air, but other things.
　　 is when everyone feels cold.
　　Lu Ping walked to the shadow, took out his wand, and said, "We don't have Sirius Black here, go away!"
　　 The black shadow didn't move, it looked around, as if the hunter saw the prey, it was a delicious breath, let it go.
　　Lupin raised his wand and read a spell. The wand shot a silver object toward the shadow.
　　 The black shadow seemed to be afraid of this silver thing, and it turned around, wandering and wanting to leave.
　　 But Harry's fingertips flickered a little light, and flew into the shadowy body.
boom.
　　 The shadow suddenly exploded, like a balloon bursting due to too much inflation, and a few strands of gray smoke drifting away.
　　Hermione did not see them clearly, thinking that the magic used by Lupin defeated the shadow, but Lupin glanced at Harry, but said nothing.
　　 The lights in the car flashed a few times, and then all turned on.
　　Lu Ping explained to them: "It was a dementor just now, it was a guard sent by the Ministry of Magic to catch Sirius."
　　Lu Ping broke a piece of chocolate and said: "If you encounter a dementor and be hurt by it, eating some chocolate will be very useful, but I think you don't need it..."
　　He put the chocolate on the table and said: "I'll see how the driver is, I hope he can start the train."
　　Astoria quickly picked up the chocolate and said, "Used, I think Mr. Bigfoot needs some chocolate."
　　 Lu Ping was startled, then nodded with a smile.
　　 After a while, the floor was shaking... The Hogwarts Express train started again.
Professor 　　 Lupin is back.
　　Black is much better now, no longer curled up under the chair.
　　Lu Ping said: "It is almost approaching Hogwarts, there are still ten minutes away."
　　 Hermione said suddenly, "Harry, what about your eagle, it rained so much outside, why didn't it fly back?"
　　Harry said: "I left it, because I no longer need it to help me send letters and mail things."
　　 Hermione said: "Yes, of course, its speed is not as fast as the phantom migration."
　　 The rest of the journey was quiet, only Hermione frequently looked at Lu Ping.
　　Lu Ping said: "Miss Granger, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask."
　　Hermione said embarrassedly: "Professor, you said the dementors were sent by the Ministry of Magic, so why would it attack us?"
Lu Ping said: "The dementors are mentally inferior and only follow simple commands. They have no human emotions. It is more appropriate to say that they are an abnormal creature. They feed on human emotions. The happiness of the children in this train Excitement, expectation and other emotions are probably the most beautiful things for them, so the dementors will not be able to control to absorb your beautiful things."
　　 "Then such a thing happened, will the Dementor be transferred?"
　　Lu Ping shook his head: "I'm afraid not, the Ministry of Magic is not so good at speaking, and no one was injured this time."
　　 "Oh." Hermione was unhappy.
　　 The Dementor just felt uncomfortable, as if everything had become desperate.
　　 Soon after, the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station, the students got off the bus, and the scene was in chaos. Owls are barking, cats are barking, Neville's pet toad is also croaking under his hat. The coldness on the small platform forced the rain down into the bone marrow.
　　 "Year 1 freshman, let's go here!" a familiar loud voice shouted.
　　Harry turned around and saw Hagrid's huge figure on the platform, holding a bright lamp to greet the frightened first-year freshmen in the past and crossing the lake in the traditional way.
　　 On the other side, there are more than 100 carriages carrying the remaining students into the school.
　　Harry, Zhang Qiu, Hermione, Astoria ride one.
　　 The carriage went to two extraordinary iron gates with stone pillars on both sides of the gate. On top of the pillars were wild boars with wings.
　　 "Ah!" Astoria exclaimed and was scared to close her eyes.
　　 It turned out that there were two horrible dementors in the hood, and one stood guard at the door.
　　 As Harry's carriage drove past, the dementor figure wobbled and seemed to be aware of it.
　　So, Black was honest in the car.
　　 The horse-drawn carriage speeded up the long uphill lane leading to the castle. Hermione poked her head out of the small car window, watching the many turrets and towers getting closer and closer to them.
　　Finally, the carriage stopped and the school arrived.
　　 Hermione and Zhang Qiu were relieved at the same time.
　　The four of them followed the crowd up the stone steps, through the majestic oak door, and into the spacious and deep foyer.
　　 There was a burning torch, and a magnificent marble staircase led upstairs.
On the right, the door of the auditorium has been opened.
　　 glanced at the enchanted ceiling... Tonight was a dark clouded sky.
　　 is really not a smart approach.
　　 The weather outside was so bad that Dumbledore also chose to show it.
　　 Students are entering the auditorium.
　　 A voice sounded: "Porter, Granger, come with me."
Professor McGonagall, the Deformation Class teacher and Dean of Gryffindor College, is shouting at them across their heads.
　　 She is a witch with a serious expression, her hair curled into a tight bun, and she wears a pair of square glasses on her sharp eyes.
　　 "No need to be nervous... I just want to talk to you in the office." She told them.
　　For any Gryffindor student, talking to Professor McGonagall is a disturbing thing.
　　 But...
　　 "We will not be nervous because we are good children." Hermione said.
　　 No way, good grades, in front of the teacher, just do whatever he wants.
　　Professor McGonagall: "Uh...that's good..."
　　 Zhang Qiu smiled and said goodbye to Harry~EbookFREE.me~ Then she also entered the auditorium with Astoria.
　　 They walked through the entrance hall with Professor McGonagall, went up the marble stairs, and then walked along a corridor.
　　Professor McGonagall’s office is very small, but there is a warm fire.
　　Although today the weather is really cold, but... it is September now.
　　 They walked in. Professor McGonagall signaled Harry and Hermione to sit down, and she was sitting behind the desk herself.
"Harry, I want to tell you about your application for going to Hogsmeade this weekend. I know your uncle will not sign you. Don’t think about asking me or Dumbledore to sign you. I don’t I will agree. Because it’s dangerous outside... When things are resolved, I’ll tell you what’s going on... But Dumbledore doesn’t know which rib is wrong, and even said, you will protect yourself... God, Does he think you a third grade child can...cough...anyway you have to stay at school on the weekend..."
Professor 　　 thought McHarry would be angry and might beg, but even then she would not be soft-hearted.
　　Whoever expected it, Harry said: "Professor, I agree with you very much. I won't follow anyone who pulls me out of school..."
　　 "Ah... oh... you just understand." Professor McGonagall nodded.
　　 "Harry, then you go downstairs for the banquet first. I want to talk to Hermione about her class."
"okay."
　　Hermione was nervous when Harry was about to leave, she said anxiously, "Professor, I filled in all the courses, and it was never a deliberate mischief..."
Professor 　　 McGonagall waved his hand and said, "Relax children..."
　　 Then, Harry left.
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