Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

It was obvious that they quickly attracted Professor Lupin's attention.

Professor Lupin turned his head and saw Harry twitching on the ground. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his calm eyes, but he quickly returned to his original expression.

He whispered in a husky voice as he continued to point his wand at the Dementors.

"None of us hid Blake under our robes, go away."

But the Dementor seemed to have not heard his words at all and stood there motionless.

Professor Lupin opened his mouth and uttered a spell low in his throat. A ball of silver quickly shot out from the tip of the wand in his hand. In an instant, the carriage was shrouded in a soft silver light.

Before Amanta and the others could see the shape of the thing clearly, they saw that the Dementors seemed to be forced back by the silver light. Their robes began to tremble and they floated backwards - until they completely left the train.

"Harry, Harry! Are you all right?"

Amanta reached out and slapped Harry's face, trying to wake him up.

The lights overhead flickered back to normal, the floor began to tremble - the train started moving again.

Harry gradually opened his eyes as Amanta patted him, and looked at Amanta and Draco in confusion.

"What...I...what's going on?"

Professor Lupin walked quickly to Harry, squatted down to check on Harry, then took out a large piece of chocolate from his pocket. He broke the chocolate into several pieces and gave them to them one by one.

"Here, eat it, it will help."

He gave the largest piece to Harry, then turned and looked at Amanta and Draco with concern and tenderness in his eyes.

"It's okay, children." Professor Lupin said softly, "It's the Dementors in Azkaban. Under normal circumstances, they won't hurt you."

"Thank you, Professor," Amanta said, "If you hadn't shown up in time, we don't know what would have happened."

"You're welcome, children," said Professor Lupin. "I'm your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Of course I will keep you safe."

Harry stood up with the help of Draco. His face was still pale, but his eyes were full of gratitude.

He looked at Professor Lupin and said, "Thank you, Professor."

Professor Lupin looked at Harry with a smile and said, "Don't worry, Harry, take a good rest. You are very brave."

He glanced down the aisle and said to himself, "Excuse me, I have to talk to the driver."

As he spoke, he stood up from the ground, strode towards the front of the train, and disappeared into the aisle.

Harry covered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Amanta and Draco helped him back to the private room together.

"Just now...did you hear any screaming?"

Harry asked.

"What screams?" Draco answered puzzledly, "No one screamed. Just now, when the Dementors appeared, you fainted for no apparent reason."

Harry took a breath: "But I did hear screams..."

"I think that's part of your painful memories," Amanta said. "I heard that Dementors can bring back the worst memories."

"Oh..." Harry seemed to have not fully recovered from the situation just now. When he heard Amanta's words, his face turned pale and he took another big bite of chocolate.