Chapter 683： Dementor

Chapter 683 Dementors

Suddenly a siren sounded on the platform.

A puff of steam came out of the chimney of the locomotive, filling the entire platform in an instant, the train shook and began to move.

After the Weasley brothers hurriedly stuffed the macarons in their mouths, they stretched out their arms out of the train window and waved goodbye to the Weasleys on the platform until the train completely left the people on the platform behind.

After Albert finished eating macarons, he stood up and said to the three, "I have to go to the prefect's carriage."

"Oh, we almost forgot, you are already a prefect now." The three of them winked at Albert and said happily, "We are covered by a prefect now."

"By the way, this is for you."

When Albert opened the carriage door and was about to leave, he seemed to think of something and handed a bottle of potion to Fred.

"What's this?"

Fred took the glass medicine bottle, stared at the golden liquid inside, blinked and asked, "Felix Elixir?"

"It's a euphoria." Albert said angrily.

"We thought it was Felicia." The twins asked pretending to be disappointed, "Why did you give us the euphoria?"

"The dementors will definitely come and check the train to see if Blake is hiding in one of the cars on the train."

"Why did the dementors come to check the train? Could it be that Black is really hiding on the train?" Lee Jordan couldn't understand how Black got on the train.

"Black is definitely not that stupid, it should be just a routine investigation." All three looked at Albert, hoping to get a satisfactory answer.

"The dementors will not let go of such an opportunity. For them, this train is a feast." Albert said meaningfully, "After the group of guys come, you can drink some of this stuff, will it Make you feel more comfortable."

"They shouldn't do anything to students!" George asked worriedly.

"Those unlucky ones who are emotionally aroused will **** away some of their happiness. If you don't like it, learn the Patronus Charm quickly, and then just put a Patronus on the faces of the group of dementors. However, If you can't summon the Patronus of the flesh, don't use the Patronus Charm on the Dementor, that's a provocation."

"Okay, see you later."

Albert waved to fat cat Tom and said, "Let's go Tom, you are so heavy, don't expect me to hold you all the time."

Looking at the closed car door, Fred suddenly said, "I think he's going to do that."

"Didn't you say that the dementors are the guards of Azkaban?" Lee Jordan frowned. He thought that the dementors would probably check on the train.

"Dementors are evil monsters, they are unreliable."

Albert was walking in the aisle of the train, and he felt that many people were staring at him with great interest, and a few people even poked the people sitting next to them with their elbows, pointed at him and whispered.

After passing through several carriages, Albert came to the front prefect carriage. Before opening the carriage door, he took out the prefect badge from his pocket and pinned it on his chest, and then opened the door and walked in.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone in the entire carriage turned their heads and looked over.

Albert met a lot of acquaintances.

Shanna from Gryffindor, Katrina from Ravenclaw, and Diggory from Hufflepuff all became prefects. As for Slytherin, Albert didn't bother to pay attention, anyway, the relationship between the two parties has always been bad.

Of course, their predecessors, the previous prefects, are also here.

Everyone looked at Albert, but no one was surprised by his appearance.

Being stared at by seventeen pairs of eyes, Albert was not embarrassed. After nodding towards Percy and Isobel, he sat directly on the empty seat next to Shanna, bent down and picked up the fat cat Tom and put it on the table .

"Ahem."

Percy Weasley cleared his throat and said, "Okay, everyone is here, now let me talk about the powers and responsibilities that should be fulfilled after becoming a prefect."

"Tom is getting fatter!"

Sanna raised her hand and poked Tom, who was curled up in a ball, and whispered.

"I haven't been exercising a bit recently, and I'm trying to lose weight for him." Albert stroked Tom's soft hair, with a little helplessness in his voice.

On the other side, Percy Weasley had already started talking about the rights and responsibilities of prefects.

It is nothing more than patrolling, maintaining order, stopping students from fighting and playing, using prohibited items, providing help to professors at Hogwarts, and leading the freshmen of their respective colleges...

Of course, the prefects and student council presidents will have their own meeting rooms, and by the way, they can also use the prefects' bathroom in the castle...

In short, the prefect didn't have much to do, but Percy just put on the airs of a leader and talked abruptly to everyone for more than half an hour, which made everyone very impatient.

The girls need to go to Isobel for another few minutes of small meeting.

After the prefects' training was over, Percy asked the newly appointed prefects to go out on patrol, so that other students could get to know themselves well.

In Albert's words: to show off the prefect's authority.

"Aren't you going out on patrol?" Percy looked at Albert suspiciously.

"I'm not interested in showing off." Albert shrugged, walked to the empty seat beside Isobel, and sat with her.

Percy was speechless.

The girls in the carriage looked at the two curiously and whispered.

"It's time to lose weight." Isobel rubbed Tom's ear and urged, "Too fat, be careful not to catch mice."

"Tom doesn't eat mice." Albert took out a comb from his pocket, thought for a while and took out a photo to show Isobel.

"I forgot to tell you last time, Tom had a litter of kittens with other female cats."

"So cute, any more pictures?"

Isobel looked at the litter of cats in the photo, and murmured softly.

"Yes, but this photo is the only one around me." Albert looked at Tom who was lying lazily on the table letting Isobel comb his hair, and couldn't help shaking his head: This guy has become a cat master now.

The Hogwarts Express continued to drive north, and the scenery outside the window was getting darker and darker. When everyone started enjoying lunch, it started to rain outside, and the scenery outside the window began to become blurred, and the temperature in the carriage also dropped a little.

"It seems to want to eat?" Isobel moved the pumpkin pie he just bought, and found that Tom's eyes had been following it.

"No, it's just hungry." Albert took out a pack of dried fish from his pocket, tore open the package, and fed it to Tom.

"Is this okay?"

"This is its lunch." Albert gave Tom the remaining dried fish, watched it lick the wrapping paper bag, and then looked at him helplessly.

"No, you're losing weight."

Meow!

Tom let out a cry of dissatisfaction, turned around and aimed his **** at Albert.

"Is it angry?"

"Who made it inactive."

Albert took a bite of the pumpkin pie, and took out a box from the non-marking stretch bag, which neatly placed the French dessert macaron made by the house elf.

Isobel thoughtfully took out a thermos and poured Albert a cup of steaming milk tea.

A scent of milk tea instantly permeated the entire carriage.

The prefects compared their lunches, and suddenly felt a little out of balance, feeling that the big pan of scones they bought on the food truck just now was not tasty.

"I really envy your tacit understanding."

Penello can somewhat understand the envy and jealousy of other girls now.

This is like the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

Those guys who want to poach corners are simply thinking too much.

Isobel also poured a cup of milk tea for Penello, and the two parties are also good friends. After a while, Percy also sat down, and the few of them casually chatted about things after graduating from school.

Percy was very surprised to learn that Isobel didn't intend to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduating from school.

"We are not interested in working in the Ministry of Magic." Albert said calmly, "I will probably open a store, sell some things while continuing to study the things I am interested in. Isobel will probably come to help me. We have A lot of the same interests."

"Will you get married in the future?" Penello was very interested in this topic.

Isobel drank his tea and said noncommittally, "That will be for the future."

"It's really enviable." Penello's eyes were full of longing.

"What about you?" Isobel asked.

Penello was silent for a long time before saying, "We didn't think about what will happen after that."

The Weasley family is not rich. If the two really want to get married, it will have to wait for Percy to work for a few years and have some savings.

Moreover, Penello really didn't think about it, and didn't dare to think about it.

Percy was also a little silent. For some reason, talking about this topic felt extremely heavy. He changed the subject and asked, "What kind of dessert is this?"

"Macaron, a famous French dessert." Albert said.

"French dessert?" Penello took a bite, and the taste was really good, but I don't know why it feels a little sour.

The train continued to drive north, the rain beating on the windows, making the view outside the window a dense gray, and the lights in the corridor and on the luggage rack were turned on.

"What's going on, the train is slowing down, has it arrived at Hogwarts school?"

"Not yet." Percy took out his pocket watch to check the time, stood up and said, "I'll go to the locomotive and ask the driver what's going on."

Albert looked at the layer of frost that was gradually spreading outside the car window, exhaled softly, and said calmly: "An uninvited evil passenger got on the car."

All the lights suddenly went out, and the car was completely plunged into darkness.

"Prefects, keep order on the train." Percy shouted, lighting up his wand.

"Do you know what's going on?" Digory frowned and looked at the glass outside the window.

"It's probably a dementor who came up to check whether Black is hiding in the train." Albert pulled out his wand with a calm tone.

"How do you know?" the Hufflepuff girl next to Digory asked curiously.

"Looking at the glass, it is not difficult to guess. I think there must be a lot of dementors outside. They are hungry and ready to get in the car to enjoy this feast."

"Don't talk nonsense, Dementors are the Ministry of Magic..."

As soon as Percy opened the door of the carriage, he felt a chill rushing towards his face. He raised his head stiffly, and looked at the cloaked, ceiling-reaching monster standing outside the carriage. The expression on his face instantly froze. Living.

(end of this chapter)