Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Ron and Hermione were confused.

What kind of charades are these two playing.

Professor Lupine is dangerous too? Hermione figured out what it meant.

Harry didn't speak, and looked at Lupine, the badge in his hand was still peaceful.

Lupine hesitated: It's hard for me to say it, 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 wouldn't trust a man who only met once.

Harry nodded.

Hermione nodded, Then I believe you, Professor Lupine.

Me too, agreed Ron.

Lupine breathed a sigh of relief: Thank you, Harry.

As a reward, can you tell me what kind of person Sirius Black is? Harry leaned out and stared straight at him, You and he used to be best friends, maybe you will know him How did you escape from Azkaban?

Lupine fell silent.

The amulet hummed again.

Harry raised his wand.

Without hesitation, Ron and Hermione took out their wands and aimed at Lupine.

Lupine raised his hands high: Harry, I really mean nothing to you.

He said so, but the amulet was still vibrating, the wind was blowing outside the window, the rain was ticking, beating against the glass, and the train was slowing down.

Sirius. Lupine sighed, just raised his hand like this, and began to speak slowly, I mean Black, he is the person your father trusted the most.

Speaking of this, he paused slightly.

He's a typical Gryffindor, I mean, to the rest of the house, he's a typical Gryffindor.

Reckless, brainless, impulsive.

I've always had a hard time believing that he would betray James.

It's not because I trust his character so much, it's just that with his brain and the city government, he can't do this kind of thing. He has to reveal the truth on the first day.

However, if he escapes from Azkaban, it is indeed possible for him to do it...

The badge vibrates more.

at this time.

With a bang, the train stopped abruptly.

The lights in the carriage also went out abruptly.

Damned!

Without hesitation, without thinking, Harry shot a Sleeping Charm. Lupine didn't expect him to be so decisive, he couldn't react, and was hit by the spell.

The vibration of the emblem lasted for another two seconds, and then stopped slowly.

Really Lupine?

Harry was a little surprised.

Harry, what's going on? Hermione waved her wand and lit up the carriage. Did Lupine move his limbs?

Harry looked into the corridor: I'm afraid not.

In the darkness, the ear-piercing sound of rattling and rattling came from afar.

Ron wiped the window and looked out: It seems that someone stopped the train, and now it's still on the train.

This is the Hogwarts school bus! Startled, Hermione pushed Ron away and looked over, but she took a step back, only to see the last figure disappearing into the blind spot of her vision.

Outside the carriage, the noise of the little wizards gradually rose.

But after a while, it stopped suddenly.

The dark, evil, and ominous breath became more intense, rushing towards Harry's nose.

He opened the sliding door.

In the corridor, a tall and big figure wearing a black cloak, with its head against the ceiling, fluttered forward, and the place it passed was quiet.

The air was smudged and frozen because of its arrival.

It greedily absorbs the happiness, enthusiasm, and vitality around it.

Harry recognized what it was at a glance—a dementor, the Ministry of Magic's jailer in Azkaban, an extremely dangerous dark magic creature.

Is Fudge's brain made entirely of bezoar? Harry gritted his teeth, eyes surprised.

Even after last year.

He had an early warning of the incompetent status of the Ministry of Magic, but he really didn't expect that they would be so incompetent and put this creature on the train!

He raised his wand and spoke the spell.

Call God to protect you!

The silver lion leaped out, slammed into the huge dementor, opened its mouth to bite, tore off the cloak, cut its claws, and smashed it to the floor.

The dementor let out a black breath.

With it in its mouth, the lion pounced on the front of the car, sweeping all the way, driving away almost all the dementors.

After a while.

The lights of the train came back on, the whistle blew, quivered, and started to move again.

Harry stood at the door and waited for a while, and no Ministry of Magic officials came to the door before walking back into the carriage.

Lupine was still in a coma.

With a flick of his wand, a piece of clothing flew out of the suitcase and turned into a twine, binding Lupine tightly.

After a while.

When Lupine woke up, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the lights in the carriage, was in a daze, and struggled to sit upright, only to realize that he was tied up.

Harry? He was a little confused.

Just as he woke up, the amulet vibrated violently again.

Harry looked at him calmly: Professor, for our safety, I have to wrong you.

Lupine stared at the lion badge on his chest, his eyes were sincere, and he nodded with some difficulty: Harry, I have absolutely no malice towards you.

Harry met his eyes.

He didn't dodge, nor did he act sincerely, his eyes were calm, and he was even a little relieved.

This look is not what a bad person should have.

Wait until Hogwarts, I will untie it for you. Harry said calmly, he was not infected by this look.

He had seen this kind of gaze before.

As a result, he turned around and gave himself a sword.

People can only believe in the facts that they have experienced.

Maybe we can continue our conversation? Harry continued to ask, How did Sirius escape from Azkaban?

The emblem vibrated more violently, again.

Lupine opened his mouth, about to answer.

The sliding door was opened violently, and an Auror walked in, looked at the people in the carriage, and frowned: Who summoned that Patronus just now?

It's me. Harry looked at him.

Hermione's face twisted slightly.

She couldn't help but think of the time when they first met.

Noticing those eyes, the Auror took a step back, and his tone softened: Mr. Potter?

Sure enough, only you can cast such an excellent Patronus Charm.

But it's our Ministry of Magic staff, used to search...

Harry interrupted him impatiently: Fudge's brain is broken, and yours is also broken?

Put dementors on a train and let a group of young wizards face them, can something like this be done?

The Auror couldn't help lowering his head.

Lupine was a little surprised: Dementor, on the train?

I've already left. Harry replied to him.

Not knowing how to respond, the Auror played with his fingers.

The train slowed down and gradually stopped.

Arrived.

The Auror breathed a sigh of relief: Mr. Potter, I won't bother you now that you're at Hogwarts.

After finishing speaking, he trotted out, not forgetting to close the compartment door.