Chapter 318 To the Castle
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 318 Back to the Castle
"What happened just now? Is McGuffin okay!?"
Harry said worriedly, looking out the door.
"What about that monster?"
"Ron, is that the dementor your father was talking about?"
"I seem to hear Professor Dumbledore's voice, is he coming too?"
"McGuffin is fine! Professor Dumbledore came over and drove all the dementors away!"
Ron said hesitantly, "As for that dementor..."
Just at this moment—the sound of thud thud came from outside.
Then, with a few bangs, someone knocked on the door, and the door of the compartment was pulled open.
The fat witch came pushing the dining car, followed by Professor Lupine.
"This is for you...for free...provided by Hogwarts School!"
The fat witch and Professor Lupine took out a large pile of chocolate snacks from under the dining table and handed them to several people.
Chocolate frogs, cream chocolate balls, sandwich chocolate biscuits, chocolate eggs, and chocolate candies and other snacks made of chocolate were stuffed into the arms of several people.
"You must eat some..." Professor Lupine put a box of chocolate eggs in Harry's hands, "Eat it, it will make you recover!"
Harry took the chocolate, and blankly removed the green tinfoil wrapping, and took it in his mouth.
He is now stiff, cold and hungry, and he really needs some food to supplement his calories.
When the chocolate melted into the stomach, a warm current began to spread all over the body, almost reaching the tip of each fingernail, the whole body was warm, and the trembling and weak body gradually regained its vitality.
"This……"
Harry quickly took another piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. Unfortunately, although the next one could dispel the gloomy and depressed thoughts in his heart, it didn't have the feeling of immediate effect just now.
"Ron, eat some too, it's good for your health!"
Harry wasn't speaking so weakly anymore.
Ron and the others also ate the chocolate, and their pale faces gradually returned to blood.
"Don't use the MacGuffin?"
Harry asked anxiously.
"He...he doesn't need it! He hasn't been affected...it's better not to wake him up, let this little wizard recover his magic power!"
Professor Lu Ping's tone was full of hesitation and fear.
After the fat witch pulled the cart and closed the door, she left.
After everyone ate the chocolate, they all stared at Professor Lupine.
Looking for an explanation.
Especially Harry... After he struggled to swallow the third chocolate, he realized that he couldn't swallow it without water, and finally asked the others again with a dry mouth (mouth full of chocolate): "What's going on with all this?"
"Let me explain!"
Professor Lupine said slowly, he told Harry to look around for his water glass, so he waved his wand and conjured a somewhat worn-out large teacup with an armrest in mid-air.
Then he tapped it with his wand, and a glass of clear water came out.
After he handed it to Harry, who was drying his throat, he began to describe what he saw.
Next to Neville, Ron, and Ginny's young wizards of the same age, Luna and Colin, also occasionally inserted a sentence to supplement the description of what just happened.
Especially when McGuffin was sitting on that Dementor and punching him.
"Professor Lupine, is that really the dementor described in the book?...I can't accept it..." Hermione said with a sane expression.
"I've never seen such a thing...but it was indeed a dementor, a guard from Azkaban!"
"So you'd better keep this matter completely secret, and you can't tell anyone... Of course, no one will believe it. If you tell it, people will think you are crazy? Even in the wizarding world... No one has ever thought of such an abnormal thing..."
"That's true!" screamed Ron, still terrified, "didn't you feel that shudder? Didn't you see Harry go numb, fall off his seat, start twitching..."
"Hermione, you can't use the MacGuffin's standard...to ask us..."
"In the past two years... I have never seen him afraid?"
Ron's words made Harry's expression stiff.
"Did any of you... any of you fall and pass out?" Harry asked awkwardly.
"No." Several people shook their heads.
"Never mind, Harry... the effects of monsters like dementors are different for everyone... those who have suffered severe trauma will be very vulnerable to them!"
Professor Lupine said comfortingly, "If I don't have a special spell to protect myself against this monster, then I'm afraid my performance is not much better than yours!"
"But MacGuffin!"
"Don't think about his actions! Harry!" Hermione finally came to her senses, "Do you want to end up with that Sorting Hat?"
When McGuffin put on the sorting hat in the first grade, he drove the magic hat infused with the thoughts of the Big Four into madness.
Now it seems that the actions just now and the inexplicable scene obviously drove Hermione a little crazy.
After Harry finished drinking, Professor Lupine summoned a lot of water to wash the teacup, and then made another glass of water and handed it to other little wizards.
"We'll be at Hogwarts in five minutes. Harry, you and McGuffin... oh! How about it, Hermione Ron and you guys come with me... don't go to the Thestral carriage!"
Harry and the others returned to their original compartment after obtaining Professor Lupine's consent for the rest of the time, found their wizard robes, and came back to change into them.
(The original little wizard in this compartment had been split by Professor McGonagall and stuffed into other compartments, and Harry returned to the compartment of his own compartment and saw the black robe spread on the floor... Ron and the others still couldn't help feeling cold, they took their things and left in a hurry.)
They didn't ask how Professor Lupine knew his name.
They didn't talk much for the next few minutes.
McGuffin remained in a coma like that.Professor Lupine didn't wake him up until he got off the train. (Instead cast a spell to make him levitate, lie on his side and move)
They did not leave with others on either side of the front doors of the train carriages.
Professor Lupine opened the last red iron door of the train, which was usually closed.
Get off the train.
Chaos and noise.
Harry and the others could see that the little wizard was full of curiosity and excitement after passing through the incident where the dementor stopped the train.
Much talk, even in such inclement weather.
Looks like he's recovered from the dementor's influence.
As a result, it was more hectic than usual, not to mention that the cold rain was still pouring down in the sky, and the vision from almost two meters away would start to blur.
The hooting of owls, the yelling of cats, cats, mice, toads and other pets; the discussion of little wizards, the cries of groups of threes and threes; Hagrid's loud greeting, Percy's hoarse voice to maintain order, and DeLS Malfoy's bragging in a shriller voice than he remembered... All kinds of voices gathered together and boiled...
It's a mess.
Professor Lupine cleverly cast a spell so that no raindrops got on them.
Before Harry even had time to say hello to Hagrid, he was dragged by Professor Lupine along the direction of the platform from the dark edge of the road.
Beside them, the young wizards walked slowly together under the lights along the road on the edge of the Hogwarts train.
In the end, Professor Lupine led them to separate from the crowd on a muddy path leading to the jungle on the mountain.
Not a few minutes later,
"arrive!"
Professor Lupine stopped, and he led Harry and the others to a clearing at the top of a hill at the end of the path.
"professor?"
Harry and the others saw a small, stone-walled campfire ahead.
The bonfire was burning abnormally in the heavy rain and billowing black smoke.
And Professor McGonagall's figure flickered in and out of the flickering flames, appearing vaguely.
"Okay, this is a temporary large channel spell similar to Floo powder... Don't cast any spells in the past! Otherwise, it will throw you into a fireplace, or worse... You will always be floating aimlessly in the Floo powder channel, and even block the entire magic channel. When the staff of the Ministry of Magic find you, it may even be too late..."
Professor McGonagall instructed the little wizards with a serious expression.
Then he waved his magic wand, and the round bonfire surrounded by stones slowly expanded, forming a burning circle of fire on the ground.
However, it wasn't any muddy dirt or ashes inside, but a pitch-black mirror that shone with green light.
"Okay, follow me, Professor Lupine, watch from behind!"
Professor McGonagall frowned and looked at the fainted and floating McGuffin, then swung a spell directly, seized control, and moved him upright into the so-called 'portal magic pathway',
Then she stepped in herself.
In Harry's eyes, Professor McGonagall suddenly seemed to be overthrown.
Her face and body plunged straight into the ground, and she walked into the mirror like that.
It was as if Professor McGonagall's world was folded 90 degrees in an instant.
"what--"
Hermione and the others let out a cold breath, unable to believe the scene before them.
Never seen such a thing, even at Hogwarts.
"In order to prevent you from telling the story, and to prevent the dementors guarding the door from seeing the McGuffin riot, Professor Dumbledore specially performed some ancient magic and witchcraft..."
"You still listen to what Professor McGonagall said, it's best not to cast any spells, if you have trigger magic items on you, you'd better give them to me..."
Professor Lupine explained, and then asked them.
Harry and the others shook their heads.
Ron and Hermione watched Harry secretly, letting him go first, as if afraid that he would collapse again.
From here, they could see the bright lights of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, and it was even more poignant and magnificent in the night and the rush of wind and rain.
Harry stepped into the fire circle, and then he saw Hermione and the others were tilted...
No, he leaned...
The smell of earth and rain mixed with the smell of burning smoke rushed into the nostrils...
After Harry saw the ring of fire...the muddy ground was his face, eye level.
Then a suction, or pressure, came up and down the mirror.
In a daze, he pushed him as if passing through a layer of water, and came to a rectangular room.
This is - the Hogwarts Staff Lounge?
Harry could barely make out the decor of the room.
Compared with the original, here is a big change.
The broken chairs and armchairs of the past have disappeared, replaced by some long tables and chairs neatly placed on them.
And some green ones in the corner, bamboo-like potted plants standing, or bending...
There are tea sets with exquisite designs and full colors and cups of steaming black tea on the table.
The old rectangular wooden boards on the original surrounding walls disappeared completely, and were replaced by four huge portraits of Hogwarts Castle...the portraits respectively show Chang Bao's four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Among them, the Hogwarts Castle in summer was swept by violent storms, lightning and thunder just like now.
The portraits also change angles from time to time to show this majestic castle, such as the magical portrait of Hogwarts Castle in winter - now the perspective is changed to look from the sky - a snowflake falls from the sky, covering the entire magic castle in white, which is very spectacular.
It was the first time Harry watched Hogwarts from this angle.
And Professor Dumbledore, Snape, Flitwick, and even Mr. Goodman, who was stationed by the Ministry of Magic last semester, were sitting on chairs behind several long tables, watching him... No, it was MacGuffin Albert beside Harry.
Then before Harry could react to all this, there was a heavy breathing sound behind him.
Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Colin, and Neville and Professor Lupine also came out of it.
Dumbledore picked up the wand on the table and nodded behind them.
Harry looked back, and the fire ring standing in mid-air was being sucked in bit by bit by the fireplace behind him.
"Okay, sit down!" (The McGuffin is placed in a larger armchair...he still doesn't wake up.)
"Don't make such a fuss! Harry, you should know... Hogwarts Castle is undergoing a major renovation... If it is not completed, you little wizards will not be allowed to come back!"
Professor McGonagall immediately motioned for them to sit down (a few small armchairs turned around and came behind them), and she sat behind the table herself, and said suddenly: "Although we already know what happened? But can you describe it again in detail...especially the situation of McGuffin...and how you feel after facing that incident...Is there any abnormal flow of magic power!"
"Talk about these things slowly...you have to explain them one by one..."
Before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking, there was a hasty knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse, hurried in.
She walked around the professors in two or three steps, and came in front of Harry and the others.
They began to check the condition of the little wizards one by one.
She bent down, her fingers, which had been corroded white by the potion, were so smooth that there were almost no fingerprints, she touched the little wizard's body, feeling the temperature of their foreheads.
Madam Pomfrey's eyes were fixed on Harry's and the others', so close that she could almost feel her breath.
This made the little wizards a little embarrassed, and even blushed.
(End of this chapter)
"What happened just now? Is McGuffin okay!?"
Harry said worriedly, looking out the door.
"What about that monster?"
"Ron, is that the dementor your father was talking about?"
"I seem to hear Professor Dumbledore's voice, is he coming too?"
"McGuffin is fine! Professor Dumbledore came over and drove all the dementors away!"
Ron said hesitantly, "As for that dementor..."
Just at this moment—the sound of thud thud came from outside.
Then, with a few bangs, someone knocked on the door, and the door of the compartment was pulled open.
The fat witch came pushing the dining car, followed by Professor Lupine.
"This is for you...for free...provided by Hogwarts School!"
The fat witch and Professor Lupine took out a large pile of chocolate snacks from under the dining table and handed them to several people.
Chocolate frogs, cream chocolate balls, sandwich chocolate biscuits, chocolate eggs, and chocolate candies and other snacks made of chocolate were stuffed into the arms of several people.
"You must eat some..." Professor Lupine put a box of chocolate eggs in Harry's hands, "Eat it, it will make you recover!"
Harry took the chocolate, and blankly removed the green tinfoil wrapping, and took it in his mouth.
He is now stiff, cold and hungry, and he really needs some food to supplement his calories.
When the chocolate melted into the stomach, a warm current began to spread all over the body, almost reaching the tip of each fingernail, the whole body was warm, and the trembling and weak body gradually regained its vitality.
"This……"
Harry quickly took another piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. Unfortunately, although the next one could dispel the gloomy and depressed thoughts in his heart, it didn't have the feeling of immediate effect just now.
"Ron, eat some too, it's good for your health!"
Harry wasn't speaking so weakly anymore.
Ron and the others also ate the chocolate, and their pale faces gradually returned to blood.
"Don't use the MacGuffin?"
Harry asked anxiously.
"He...he doesn't need it! He hasn't been affected...it's better not to wake him up, let this little wizard recover his magic power!"
Professor Lu Ping's tone was full of hesitation and fear.
After the fat witch pulled the cart and closed the door, she left.
After everyone ate the chocolate, they all stared at Professor Lupine.
Looking for an explanation.
Especially Harry... After he struggled to swallow the third chocolate, he realized that he couldn't swallow it without water, and finally asked the others again with a dry mouth (mouth full of chocolate): "What's going on with all this?"
"Let me explain!"
Professor Lupine said slowly, he told Harry to look around for his water glass, so he waved his wand and conjured a somewhat worn-out large teacup with an armrest in mid-air.
Then he tapped it with his wand, and a glass of clear water came out.
After he handed it to Harry, who was drying his throat, he began to describe what he saw.
Next to Neville, Ron, and Ginny's young wizards of the same age, Luna and Colin, also occasionally inserted a sentence to supplement the description of what just happened.
Especially when McGuffin was sitting on that Dementor and punching him.
"Professor Lupine, is that really the dementor described in the book?...I can't accept it..." Hermione said with a sane expression.
"I've never seen such a thing...but it was indeed a dementor, a guard from Azkaban!"
"So you'd better keep this matter completely secret, and you can't tell anyone... Of course, no one will believe it. If you tell it, people will think you are crazy? Even in the wizarding world... No one has ever thought of such an abnormal thing..."
"That's true!" screamed Ron, still terrified, "didn't you feel that shudder? Didn't you see Harry go numb, fall off his seat, start twitching..."
"Hermione, you can't use the MacGuffin's standard...to ask us..."
"In the past two years... I have never seen him afraid?"
Ron's words made Harry's expression stiff.
"Did any of you... any of you fall and pass out?" Harry asked awkwardly.
"No." Several people shook their heads.
"Never mind, Harry... the effects of monsters like dementors are different for everyone... those who have suffered severe trauma will be very vulnerable to them!"
Professor Lupine said comfortingly, "If I don't have a special spell to protect myself against this monster, then I'm afraid my performance is not much better than yours!"
"But MacGuffin!"
"Don't think about his actions! Harry!" Hermione finally came to her senses, "Do you want to end up with that Sorting Hat?"
When McGuffin put on the sorting hat in the first grade, he drove the magic hat infused with the thoughts of the Big Four into madness.
Now it seems that the actions just now and the inexplicable scene obviously drove Hermione a little crazy.
After Harry finished drinking, Professor Lupine summoned a lot of water to wash the teacup, and then made another glass of water and handed it to other little wizards.
"We'll be at Hogwarts in five minutes. Harry, you and McGuffin... oh! How about it, Hermione Ron and you guys come with me... don't go to the Thestral carriage!"
Harry and the others returned to their original compartment after obtaining Professor Lupine's consent for the rest of the time, found their wizard robes, and came back to change into them.
(The original little wizard in this compartment had been split by Professor McGonagall and stuffed into other compartments, and Harry returned to the compartment of his own compartment and saw the black robe spread on the floor... Ron and the others still couldn't help feeling cold, they took their things and left in a hurry.)
They didn't ask how Professor Lupine knew his name.
They didn't talk much for the next few minutes.
McGuffin remained in a coma like that.Professor Lupine didn't wake him up until he got off the train. (Instead cast a spell to make him levitate, lie on his side and move)
They did not leave with others on either side of the front doors of the train carriages.
Professor Lupine opened the last red iron door of the train, which was usually closed.
Get off the train.
Chaos and noise.
Harry and the others could see that the little wizard was full of curiosity and excitement after passing through the incident where the dementor stopped the train.
Much talk, even in such inclement weather.
Looks like he's recovered from the dementor's influence.
As a result, it was more hectic than usual, not to mention that the cold rain was still pouring down in the sky, and the vision from almost two meters away would start to blur.
The hooting of owls, the yelling of cats, cats, mice, toads and other pets; the discussion of little wizards, the cries of groups of threes and threes; Hagrid's loud greeting, Percy's hoarse voice to maintain order, and DeLS Malfoy's bragging in a shriller voice than he remembered... All kinds of voices gathered together and boiled...
It's a mess.
Professor Lupine cleverly cast a spell so that no raindrops got on them.
Before Harry even had time to say hello to Hagrid, he was dragged by Professor Lupine along the direction of the platform from the dark edge of the road.
Beside them, the young wizards walked slowly together under the lights along the road on the edge of the Hogwarts train.
In the end, Professor Lupine led them to separate from the crowd on a muddy path leading to the jungle on the mountain.
Not a few minutes later,
"arrive!"
Professor Lupine stopped, and he led Harry and the others to a clearing at the top of a hill at the end of the path.
"professor?"
Harry and the others saw a small, stone-walled campfire ahead.
The bonfire was burning abnormally in the heavy rain and billowing black smoke.
And Professor McGonagall's figure flickered in and out of the flickering flames, appearing vaguely.
"Okay, this is a temporary large channel spell similar to Floo powder... Don't cast any spells in the past! Otherwise, it will throw you into a fireplace, or worse... You will always be floating aimlessly in the Floo powder channel, and even block the entire magic channel. When the staff of the Ministry of Magic find you, it may even be too late..."
Professor McGonagall instructed the little wizards with a serious expression.
Then he waved his magic wand, and the round bonfire surrounded by stones slowly expanded, forming a burning circle of fire on the ground.
However, it wasn't any muddy dirt or ashes inside, but a pitch-black mirror that shone with green light.
"Okay, follow me, Professor Lupine, watch from behind!"
Professor McGonagall frowned and looked at the fainted and floating McGuffin, then swung a spell directly, seized control, and moved him upright into the so-called 'portal magic pathway',
Then she stepped in herself.
In Harry's eyes, Professor McGonagall suddenly seemed to be overthrown.
Her face and body plunged straight into the ground, and she walked into the mirror like that.
It was as if Professor McGonagall's world was folded 90 degrees in an instant.
"what--"
Hermione and the others let out a cold breath, unable to believe the scene before them.
Never seen such a thing, even at Hogwarts.
"In order to prevent you from telling the story, and to prevent the dementors guarding the door from seeing the McGuffin riot, Professor Dumbledore specially performed some ancient magic and witchcraft..."
"You still listen to what Professor McGonagall said, it's best not to cast any spells, if you have trigger magic items on you, you'd better give them to me..."
Professor Lupine explained, and then asked them.
Harry and the others shook their heads.
Ron and Hermione watched Harry secretly, letting him go first, as if afraid that he would collapse again.
From here, they could see the bright lights of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, and it was even more poignant and magnificent in the night and the rush of wind and rain.
Harry stepped into the fire circle, and then he saw Hermione and the others were tilted...
No, he leaned...
The smell of earth and rain mixed with the smell of burning smoke rushed into the nostrils...
After Harry saw the ring of fire...the muddy ground was his face, eye level.
Then a suction, or pressure, came up and down the mirror.
In a daze, he pushed him as if passing through a layer of water, and came to a rectangular room.
This is - the Hogwarts Staff Lounge?
Harry could barely make out the decor of the room.
Compared with the original, here is a big change.
The broken chairs and armchairs of the past have disappeared, replaced by some long tables and chairs neatly placed on them.
And some green ones in the corner, bamboo-like potted plants standing, or bending...
There are tea sets with exquisite designs and full colors and cups of steaming black tea on the table.
The old rectangular wooden boards on the original surrounding walls disappeared completely, and were replaced by four huge portraits of Hogwarts Castle...the portraits respectively show Chang Bao's four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Among them, the Hogwarts Castle in summer was swept by violent storms, lightning and thunder just like now.
The portraits also change angles from time to time to show this majestic castle, such as the magical portrait of Hogwarts Castle in winter - now the perspective is changed to look from the sky - a snowflake falls from the sky, covering the entire magic castle in white, which is very spectacular.
It was the first time Harry watched Hogwarts from this angle.
And Professor Dumbledore, Snape, Flitwick, and even Mr. Goodman, who was stationed by the Ministry of Magic last semester, were sitting on chairs behind several long tables, watching him... No, it was MacGuffin Albert beside Harry.
Then before Harry could react to all this, there was a heavy breathing sound behind him.
Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Colin, and Neville and Professor Lupine also came out of it.
Dumbledore picked up the wand on the table and nodded behind them.
Harry looked back, and the fire ring standing in mid-air was being sucked in bit by bit by the fireplace behind him.
"Okay, sit down!" (The McGuffin is placed in a larger armchair...he still doesn't wake up.)
"Don't make such a fuss! Harry, you should know... Hogwarts Castle is undergoing a major renovation... If it is not completed, you little wizards will not be allowed to come back!"
Professor McGonagall immediately motioned for them to sit down (a few small armchairs turned around and came behind them), and she sat behind the table herself, and said suddenly: "Although we already know what happened? But can you describe it again in detail...especially the situation of McGuffin...and how you feel after facing that incident...Is there any abnormal flow of magic power!"
"Talk about these things slowly...you have to explain them one by one..."
Before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking, there was a hasty knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse, hurried in.
She walked around the professors in two or three steps, and came in front of Harry and the others.
They began to check the condition of the little wizards one by one.
She bent down, her fingers, which had been corroded white by the potion, were so smooth that there were almost no fingerprints, she touched the little wizard's body, feeling the temperature of their foreheads.
Madam Pomfrey's eyes were fixed on Harry's and the others', so close that she could almost feel her breath.
This made the little wizards a little embarrassed, and even blushed.
(End of this chapter)
