HP Magic Biography

Harry, Ron, Valin, and Hermione walked along the corridor, looking for empty carriages, but all the carriages were full except the last one.

There was only one person in this carriage, and this person was sitting by the window, soundly asleep. Harry, Ron, Valin and Hermione stopped on the threshold.

The Hogwarts Express was usually for students, who had never seen an adult here, except for the witch who was pushing the food cart for them.

The stranger wore a very worn wizard robe, patched in several places. He looked sick and tired. He still looks young, but the light brown hair has been mixed with spontaneity.

Who do you think he is? Ron asked sharply. They sat down, closed the door, and sat as far away from the windows as possible.

Professor R.J. Lupine, whispered Hermione immediately.

How did you know?

It's written on his suitcase, Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head, where there was a battered little suitcase tied with lots of string and neatly knotted. The words Professor R.J. Lupine were stamped on one corner of the box, the letters peeling off.

Wonder what he taught? said Ron, frowning at Professor Lupine's lifeless profile.

Obviously, Fan Lin said, there's only one vacant seat, right? 'Defense Against the Dark Arts'.

Well... I hope he is qualified for this job, at least better than Gilderoy and Rocky... Hermione said angrily, Damn it, I basically learned nothing from the two of them. Especially Mr Gilderoy Lockhart, where did he go?

It seems to be the United States... Fan Lin said, Dobby helped me pay attention, anyway, Gildero can't stay in England any longer.

Indeed! Harry nodded.

What happened to Gildero was caused by them alone.

By the way, Harry... said Ron, what the hell are you trying to tell us?

It's like this... Harry motioned for several people to come over, and he said in a low voice.

Mr. Weasley expressed his meaning to me just now, Sirius escaped from prison for me...

For you? Hermione exclaimed. What did he want from you?

Harry, you've discovered it too... Fan Lin frowned, Harry has been under the surveillance of the Ministry of Magic since he escaped from the Dursleys. It can be seen.

An agreement? Cornelius Fudge? Harry, why did you have an agreement with the Minister of Magic?

Hermione, after Harry left the Dursleys, the Ministry of Magic must have received the news. They couldn't catch Sirius, but Harry's movements are still easy for them to grasp. After all, each of us has a magic wand on it. The tracking mark of the Ministry. Fan Lin was a little dissatisfied, he hated this, he felt that his secret would be leaked, so he has been looking for a way to remove his mark through his grandmother.

Well... Hermione said somewhat seriously, Sirius Black escaped to chase you... Oh, Harry... you must be more careful, very careful. Don't ask for trouble, Harry...

I'm not asking for trouble, said Harry exasperatedly, it's always my trouble.

How stupid would Harry be to go after a lunatic who wants to kill him? said Ron, trembling.

Except for Fan Lin, their views on this news were much more serious than Khalili expected. Both Ron and Hermione seemed to be more afraid of Black than he was.

Nobody knows how he got out of Azkaban, said Ron awkwardly. Nobody's ever done it before. And he's a top priority.

But they'll catch him, won't they? said Hermione sincerely. I mean. They've sent all the Muggles to find him...

I'm sorry, Hermione... Fan Lin shook his head, I don't think the Ministry of Magic has such a capability, otherwise Sirius wouldn't have escaped from Azkaban and hunted down some remnants after Voldemort fell. The losing party will take a lot of time.

Anyway... Hermione seemed a little scared, No matter what, the Ministry of Magic is still useful...

Compared to this, I think you should trust Dumbledore's protection of Hogwarts more... Harry said, he was not optimistic about the Ministry of Magic at all, although Fudge was always very kind to him.

Where's the noise coming from? Ron said suddenly. A faint, slender whistle came from somewhere. They looked around in the car.

It came out of your case, Harry, said Ron, getting up to get the case from the luggage rack. In a moment, he was taking the pocket looking glass out of Harry's robes. It spun quickly and brilliantly in Ron's palm.

Is this a looking glass? Hermione asked with interest. Stand up and want to take a closer look. Yeah... it's cheap, you know, said Ron. When I chained him to Errol's lap to give to Harry, he went crazy.

Were you doing something at the time? Hermione asked sharply. No! Well... I shouldn't be using Errol. You know it's not very good for long journeys... But how can I give Harry a present if I don't?

Put it back in the box, said Harry. Because the thing was screaming so hard, Or it's time to wake him up. He nodded in Professor Lupine's direction. Ron stuffed it into an old pair of socks Uncle Vernon had given Harry, which muffled its sound, and Ron closed the lid again. We can check it out at Hogwarts, said Ron, sitting down again. Devis and Bans sell this stuff, Fred and George told me.

Do you know Hogsmeade well? Hermione asked sharply. I've read that it's the only place in England that doesn't have Muggles...

Yeah, I guess so, said Ron nonchalantly, but that's not why I want to go. I just want to go to Honeydukes!

What's that? Hermione asked.

It's a candy store, said Ron, with a dreamy look on his face. It's got everything there...pepper urchin...you get smoke in your mouth...and oily chocolate balls full of strawberry custard and regular custard and really wonderful sugar quill, you can suck it in class, it looks like you're thinking about what to write next...

Please Ron, do you only think about these? Fan Lin was a little speechless, although these were also very attractive to him.

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