Chapter 177 Square Glasses
Ta, da, da.
When footsteps sounded, Ron woke up from his dream in a daze, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
Covering his head, his mind felt dizzy, as if something had stirred it up.
Ron climbed up from the sofa. The light above his head was dim and dazzling. He rubbed his eyes, and then he saw Harry and Meka lying on the ground, and Hermione who was also sleeping on the chair.
"What happened? I feel so dizzy..." Ron gritted his teeth and patted his head, trying to relieve the dizziness.
"Monster..." He rubbed his temples, remembered, and murmured,
"The monster in black robes...it broke in, and then I fainted, but I remember that it seemed to move towards Harry, why did I also faint...By the way, are Harry and the others okay? "
Ron stood up hurriedly and squatted down to check the condition of Meka at his feet.
Suddenly a pair of black leather shoes appeared outside the door. He was startled and raised his head.
A middle-aged wizard with gray hair stood outside the door.
He was wearing a shabby robe with many patches. Although he looked young, wrinkles had already appeared at the corners of his eyes and forehead, and he looked haggard, as if he had not lived a satisfactory life.
Well, it might be worse than our family, but who is this person? It seems that I have never seen it before... Ron thought to himself.
The middle-aged wizard originally wanted to smile at him and maybe say hello, but when he saw the sleeping Mekars beside him, his smile suddenly faded and he walked into the compartment.
"You are?" Ron saw that he was already checking Harry's condition.
"Remus John Lupin."
As the middle-aged wizard spoke, he opened Harry's eyelids and seemed to be checking the condition of Harry's eyeballs.
When he made this move, he was startled for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "He's fine. Oh, I'm your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester. You can call me Professor Lupine."
It turned out to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but thinking about it, there have been two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in the past two years. Hey, is this position cursed... Ron looked at his clothes again. .
Well, I live a very ordinary life indeed, but I am a nice person and treats my students very well.
Professor Lupine checked the bodies of Meka and Hermione again, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, everything is fine...Here, help me move them to the chairs."
The two of them moved Harry, Meka, and Hermione to the chairs. After a while, they woke up one after another.
Professor Lupine gave several people a small piece of chocolate. Ron took it and stuffed it into his mouth. The aroma of chocolate filled the tip of his tongue, but it was a bit sticky to the teeth.
As soon as he introduced Professor Lupin to Harry and others, he heard Hermione knock her head, frown and ask:
"Why did I faint too?"
Hermione looked at Harry next to her. Harry next to her was a little pale and looked very listless.
Harry shook his head:
"I don't know, I just feel... falling into an abyss... and then I feel no happiness at all..."
Harry's speech was a bit choppy, and Ron thought to himself, he really looked like a drunk father in this state.
Just as he was thinking about it, Hermione looked at him, and he quickly shook his head: "I don't know, I just saw the monster come in and do something to Harry, and then I fainted."
Hermione frowned and looked at Meka again.
Meka's face also turned slightly pale. He rubbed his temples and replied, "I'm in the same situation as Ron."
"It's really bad." Hermione sighed, "All four of us were hit, but what exactly is that monster?"
Ron saw her eyes looking towards Professor Lupin when she asked this question, so he looked over as well.
Professor Lu Ping seemed to be thinking, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper, and he said:
"Dementor, one of the guards of Azkaban, sent by the Ministry of Magic to find traces of Sirius Black."
Looking for the murderer who wants to kill Harry? Ron glanced at Harry and saw that he was frowning deeply.
"Oh, I have something else to do..." Professor Luping said suddenly, seeming to leave.
He stood up, glanced at a few people, smiled, and said, "I'm going to have a few words with the driver, so I'll excuse you."
Ron watched his back disappear around the corner, and just as he turned around, he heard Harry ask:
"Did you just hear... some noises?"
"Sound?" Ron recalled the situation before he fainted and said, "I seemed to hear a very slight voice..."
He looked at Hermione, who also frowned and nodded:
"There was a voice. It sounded to me like it was chanting a curse? But I couldn't tell what it was. The voice was too soft. It seemed to be right next to my ears, and it seemed to be far away. The rain outside the window was also very heavy at that time. Big, really hard to hear..."
Harry seemed not satisfied with this answer. He frowned again and asked Meka: "What about you, Meka?"
Meka squinted his eyes, and after a while, he responded: "If I remember correctly, I also heard a very slight voice at that time..."
Ron nodded, thinking, it seems everyone is the same.
At this time, I heard Harry say:
"What I heard was different from yours...I remember that there was a woman's scream in the dark..."
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The train stopped again not long after, this time not because it was forced to stop, but because it had arrived at the station.
The rain had just stopped, the ground was wet, but the air was especially fresh.
Meka walked behind a few people and glanced at Ron, who was still asking questions on Harry's shoulders, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
That slight sound, wasn't it his voice?
And it's exactly what Hermione said, it's the sound of chanting a curse,
But unfortunately, Ron may have to be kept in the dark for the rest of his life, thinking that this is how it feels to be attacked by dementors.
The sky was very dark in the distance, and it was almost night after it started to rain. Looking from afar from the castle gate, the lights in the auditorium were brightly lit.
The group of people entered the auditorium, the aroma of food filled the air, and the table was already filled with various delicacies.
Meka sat next to Harry and looked up.
The professors were sitting at the dining table on the stage. Even Professor Lupin came up. Oh, and Hagrid's tall figure was also there, all in place.
Not long after, the opening ceremony began.
Everyone first sang the school song together, and then Professor McGonagall delivered a long speech, which made the students below feel like dozing off.
No matter in her previous life or in this life, Meka didn't like listening to meetings. It was too tedious and a waste of time. It was better to go back to the dormitory and sleep.
Just as he was thinking about it, Professor Dumbledore's speech came to an end. He put away his smile, as if the next content was more serious, and then said:
"Dementors will be stationed in Hogwarts starting today."
"Unless Sirius Black is caught, as you all read in the newspapers, they are here to stay."
"But I have communicated with the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic has assured me that it will ensure that dementors will not affect every student studying here, but having said that, I still hope that everyone can be more careful and prepared. "
Having said this, Professor Dumbledore's face became extremely serious:
"After all, Dementors don't understand human nature, and they don't know how to tell whether the person standing in front of them is Sirius Black..."
As soon as these words came out, Harry would be worried to death... Meka was thinking, when she just turned her head, Ron put a pair of square eyes over her.
He was stunned for a moment, what did he mean?
"George asked me to bring it to you." Ron pointed not far away.
Meka looked over there, and it was George and Fred waving their hands in this direction.
It seemed like this was a business deal. The two of them still remembered that they wanted some weird old things?
Meka smiled and picked up the square glasses. Suddenly, there was a buzz in his head, and there seemed to be a flash of light.
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