Chapter 192

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"But that's all I think of..." Ron spread out his hand, and then he continued to fall into the dreamland of wonderful candy.

"But Hogsmeade is a very interesting place, isn't it?" Hermione asked eagerly. "According to the book wizard monuments, that small hotel was the headquarters of the monster rebellion in 1612, and the scream shack may be the most haunted house in Britain..."

“…… The huge ice-cream ball lets you float several inches off the ground while sucking. " Ron said, Fanlin sure, Ron certainly did not hear a word of Hermione's words.

Hermione looks around Harry.

"It's nice to leave school for a little while and explore Hogsmeade, isn't it?"

"I think so." Harry said dully, "when you feel that way, you must tell me."

"What do you mean by that?" Said Ron.

"I can't go. The Dursleys didn't sign the consent form for me Ron looked scared. "Won't you go? But Maybe Professor McGonagall or someone else will allow you to go... " Harry gave a dry smile. Professor McGonagall, Dean of the Gryffindor institution. It's a very strict person. “…… Or we can ask Fred and George that they know every secret passage out of the castle... "

"Ron!" Hermione said sharply, "I don't think Harry should have sneaked out of school when Blake was away from the law --"

"yes, I expect Professor McGonagall will say that when I ask for permission." Harry said bitterly.

"It doesn't matter, Harry. Take a look. When Sirius is settled, we can go with you, and..." Van Lin secretly looked at Hermione, "you can use your Invisibility..."

"I hear you, Fanlin..." Hermione said angrily, "you can't encourage Harry."

"But if we were with him." Ron said to Hermione, "Blake doesn't dare --"

"Oh, Ron, stop talking nonsense." Hermione snapped, "black has killed so many people in the crowded streets. Do you really think that black can't do anything to Harry just because we're here?" As she spoke, she fumbled to untie the strap from the crook mountain basket.

"Don't let this thing out!" Said Ron. But it was late, and crook Hill jumped out of the basket, stretched, yawned, and jumped on Ron's lap; the drum in Ron's pocket trembled, and Ron drove it away in anger.

"Get out of here

"Ron, don't do this!" Said Hermione angrily.

Ron was about to retort when Professor Lupin moved. They looked at him in fear, but he just turned his head in another direction, opened his mouth a little, and went back to sleep.

As the Hogwarts Express train moved steadily north, the view outside the window became wilder and darker, and the clouds were growing thick overhead. Outside the door of their carriage, people kept moving back and forth.

Crook mountain is now safely in an empty space, its squashed face turns to Ron, and its yellow eyes look into Ron's pocket.

At one o'clock, the food truck plottered up to their door.

"Do you think we should wake him up?" Ron asked awkwardly, nodding to Professor Lupin. "He looks like he needs something to eat."

Hermione approached Professor Lupin carefully.

"Oh - Professor?" She said, "I'm sorry - Professor?"

He didn't move.

"Don't worry, dear," said the witch, handing Harry a large row of pancakes. "If he wakes up hungry, go to the front driver and find me."

"Is he sleeping?" Ron said quietly, as the witch closed the door. "I mean - he's not dead, is he?"

"Joking lan…… How could they die... " Fanlin? If they don't have to frown for the sake of magic, then it's easy for them to die.

However, Fanlin almost said that lupin was a werewolf, which made him very wary. Some things should not be said indiscriminately.

"Fanlin?" Hermione looked at Van Lin strangely. She heard the syllables, but Van Lin didn't say it all. It made van Lin look strange.

"No, no, he's breathing." Hermione whispered, taking the large pan of pancakes Harry handed her.

Professor Lu Ping may not be a good companion, but he is useful to them in this carriage. In the afternoon, it began to rain, and the outline of the rolling hills blurred out of the window, and then they heard footsteps in the corridor, and then three of their least favorite people came: Draco Malfoy, followed by his two close friends, Vincent Clara and Gregory Goyle. (everyday brush presence)

Draco Malfoy and Harry have been enemies since they first met on the Hogwarts Express train. Malfoy, pale and sarcastic, was a Slytherin student; he was a seeker on Slytherin's Quidditch team, while Harry played the same role with Gryffindor. Crabbe and Goyle seem to have been born to listen to Malfoy. Both of them had big arms, round waists and strong muscles; Crabbe was taller, his hair cut like a pudding pot, and his neck was thick; Gore was short, hairy, and had arms like a gorilla."Well, look who this is," Malfoy said in his usual lazy drawl, opening the door of the carriage, "Porter and Weasley."

Goyle and Crabbe burst into laughter.

"I heard your father finally made a fortune this summer, Weasley?" Malfoy said, "your mother didn't die of shock, did she?"

"Your mouth is still so ugly, Malfoy." Fanlin put down the book, for Malfoy's interference, Fanlin said very powerless.

Ron stood up so fast that he kicked the crook mountain basket to the ground. Professor Lu Ping snorted.

"Who is that?" Malfoy asked. When he saw lupin, he could not help but step back.

"The new teacher." Harry said he also stood up to bring Ron back when needed. "What were you talking about, Malfoy?" Malfoy's small pale eyes narrowed; he was not stupid enough to challenge a teacher.

"Let's go." He muttered angrily to Clara and Goyle, and they walked away. Harry and Ron sat down again, and Ron stroked his knuckles. "I don't want to hear Malfoy's nonsense this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. As soon as he teases our family again, I'm going to grab his head -- "said Ron.

"Ron," Hermione shrieked, pointing to Professor Lupin. "Be careful..." But Professor Lu Ping is still asleep. As the train continued northward, it rained more and more; now the windows were a thick, sticky gray, and gradually deepened, until the lights in the corridors and on the luggage rack were on. The train was rickety, the rain was knocking on the window and the wind was howling, but Professor Lu Ping was still sleeping.

"We are about to arrive." 'lean forward and look at Professor Lupin, leaning against the now completely dark window,' said Ron. As soon as he had finished this sentence, the train slowed down. "Great." Ron said, standing up and carefully bypassing Professor Lupin to see what was going on outside. "I'm starving. I want to eat a big meal..."

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