The Son of Light of the Snake House

Ron looked at Harry in a daze at the door. Before he could say anything, he was hurriedly dragged out by Fred and George who covered their eyes and mouth, and the door was about to close. Don't forget to say one thing before.

"Sorry to bother you, you continue!"

"What, what..." Harry blinked, and suddenly realized how strange the posture of the two of them was just now, he got up in vain: "It's not what you think..."

The door was completely closed in front of him, and Daniel also sat up beside him, laughing.

"It's so fun hahahaha!" Daniel's laughter gradually became presumptuous.

Harry looked at it stupidly, wanted to cry and laugh, and finally his cheeks gradually turned red.

Daniel: ?You blush a bubble teapot?

...............

Two minutes after Harry rushed onto the Hogwarts Express panting, the Hogwarts Express whistled its whistle and started slowly.

"You're too slow, Harry." Ron complained slightly with the three of them saluting in front of him.

"Uh, it's nothing...I have something I need to talk to you alone." Harry muttered, grabbed his salute and rushed out first.

He was still thinking about what Mr. Weasley had just said to him.

Mr. Weasley, looking more serious than Harry had ever seen him, said, "Harry, swear to me you're not going to Black."

Harry stared, "What?"

A loud whistle blew.Railroad workers walked along the train and shut all the doors. "Promise me, Harry," said Mr. Weasley, speaking more quickly, "whatever happens!"

"Why would I go to someone I know is going to kill me?" Harry asked blankly.

"Swear to me no matter what you may hear..."

"How about this one?" Hermione suggested aloud.

It turned out that they had unknowingly reached the end of the train, and all the other cars were full of people - except this one, there was only one person in this room, but they had never seen this person.

The stranger wore a very worn wizard robe, patched in several places.He looked sick and tired.He looked quite young, but his light brown hair was streaked with gray.

"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. Lupin," Hermione whispered immediately.

"how do you know?"

"Maybe you should let those two holes in your head play their own role." Hermione pointed to the box under the stranger's feet: "That's what it says."

"Oh!" Ron looked at Professor Lupine's lifeless back, frowning: "I don't know what he teaches."

"Obviously," whispered Hermione, "there's only one empty seat, right? 'Defense Against the Dark Arts.'"

"I just hope he won't be the next Lockhart, that would be the best." Ron stuck out his tongue in disgust. "He looked as if a magic spell would finish him off."

He turned to Harry again: "What do you want to tell us?"

Harry told them all about the Shusleys' argument, the warning Mr. Weasley had just given him, and so on.When he had finished, Ron seemed struck by lightning, and Hermione covered her mouth with her hands.Finally she dropped her hands and said, "Did Sirius Black come after you? Oh, Harry, you must be careful, very careful. Don't ask for trouble, Harry."

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

Hermione: "Yeah."

Harry sighed: "Forget it, I don't expect to live a peaceful life either. Anyway, maybe because of him, I can't even go to Hogsmeade."

"Why?" Ron asked immediately.

"Because of Sirius and Uncle Vernon, he will never sign the consent form for me!"

"Aren't you allowed to go? But maybe Professor McGonagall or someone else will let you go..."

Harry gave a dry laugh.

The Hogwarts Express was heading steadily north, and the scenery outside the window was getting more idyllic and darker, while the clouds overhead were getting thicker.Outside the door of their carriage, there were people walking back and forth non-stop.Professor Lupine was still asleep.

"Should we wake him up?" Ron asked awkwardly. "He looks like he needs something to eat."

Hermione approached cautiously: "Hello? Professor? Excuse me?"

Lupine didn't move.

"Is he sleeping?" said Ron quietly. "I mean, he's not dead?"

"No, no, he's breathing," whispered Hermione, taking the cauldron of scones Harry handed her.

After a few people ate for a while, the door was opened from the outside, obviously, it was Daniel and Draco.

"Well, look who it is," said Malfoy in his usual lazy drawl, pulling open the door of the carriage. "Potter and Weasley."

"Hi, Harry." Daniel blinked behind Draco.

"I heard your dad finally made a fortune this summer, Weasley?" Malfoy said. "Are you giddy with excitement?"

Daniel kicked Draco: When he came here, he vowed to speak well, why can't he stop talking when he sees Ron?

Draco felt a gaffe, opened his mouth, and closed it again, at which point Professor Lupine snorted.

"Who is this?" Daniel asked quickly, hoping that everyone would forget about Draco's venomous tongue.

"The new professor, Professor Lupine." Harry replied, and reached out to hold Ron who wanted to get up.

The sound of wind and rain outside the window gradually increased, and the sky became dark.

"Let's go, Daniel, it's really boring here." Draco sensed something sensitively, and tried to go back to a safer place.

Before Daniel had time to say anything, Hermione asked suspiciously, "Did the car stop?"

The car was indeed slowing down, and came to a stop little by little.Outside the window was pouring rain and deep blackness.

"Maybe we're here?" Ron said optimistically, glancing at Draco one after another, trying to get him to hurry.

In each carriage beside the corridor, there were people poking their heads out to look around.The train suddenly shocked and stopped, and the sound of banging came from the distance, indicating that the luggage dropped from the shelf.Then, all the lights went out suddenly, and they were plunged into complete darkness.

"What's going on?" Draco tightly grabbed Daniel next to him, and Daniel made a decisive decision and squeezed Draco into the small compartment.

"Don't go out... I have a bad feeling."

The author has something to say:

Suddenly I thought of Draco looking for Harry in the car:

Draco: (pulls open the door) Sorry, I found the wrong one

Draco: (pulls open the door) Excuse me... why haven't you broken Te?

Draco: (pulls open the door) Excuse me... where the hell is Pot? !

Draco: (pulls open the door) I'm sorry... Yo Yo Yo, isn't this the savior Harry Potter?I haven't seen you for a few days. What's the matter?

Harry: (furiously) Climb!

No, the Whomping Willow is just an example!What's the matter with you!The professor was furious that Daniel was the kind of person who would marry others casually?He needs a certain emotional foundation!For example, living with Whomping Willow for two days before you can think about getting married! (Daniel:?)