v3 Chapter 5： A journey from platform nine

Tom saw the red steam train again.

This time, it was the Ministry of Magic who specially dispatched two vehicles to take the Weasleys to King's Cross with Harry, Tom and Hermione.

"Get in the car," Tom stood outside the car door, motioning for Hermione to follow. But Hermione didn't move, instead she pointed a little away. Tom looked down her fingertips and saw that Percy was chatting with a girl with curly hair-she was a sister from the same college as Tom and Hermione, named Penello. When chatting with her, Percy's badge gleamed on his chest.

"I didn't expect Percy to fall in love."

"The two of them got together last year."

Hermione covered her mouth and smiled, and got on the train after watching the show.

At this time, most of the carriages were already full. Tom was about to share a car with Fred and Jordan, but Harry caught up with him from behind, hoping to talk to him and Hermione privately.

Since we want to talk about things, we can only find an empty box, and Harry pulls Ron to look around in the aisle together, but all the cars on the train are full of people. They searched for nothing but met and took Neville Longbottom with them.

In the end, they settled on the last car of the train, which contained only a sleeping adult.

Meeting adults on the Hogwarts Express is a rarity. Because it was a special train for the students, Tom had never seen any adults on the train except the train driver and the food witch.

Probably for this reason, no one chose to sit in the last car. You know, some people like to sit in the last car. The end of a train or subway is a good place to be, clean, away from strangers, and not too crowded when you get off.

After entering the carriage, Tom and the others realized that the stranger's condition might not be very good. His face was tired and he looked sick. The robe he was wearing was torn and torn. Although it was washed very cleanly, there were traces of repairs in several places. Judging from his appearance, he was not very old, but his light brown hair was already a little gray.

"He's..." Ron whispered.

Tom didn't speak, just pointed to the luggage rack above the man's head. On the rack was a tattered suitcase with the words [R.J. Lupin] printed on the corner.

"This year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." Harry said his name softly, "I hope this time the professor won't make any more fuss."

After Harry said Lupin's name, the bulge in Ron's pocket trembled suddenly, and Scabbers in it arched hard deep into the pocket.

Ron snorted coldly, "I think the curse of the mysterious man is true. Our first-year professor was possessed by the mysterious man, and the second-year professor was a liar, and he was given away by the victim's family. I don't know this year. What secret is the professor hiding?"

Several people present were silent.

Lupin:  …

As a werewolf who has been displaced since childhood, Lupin is very alert. To exaggerate, he even sleeps with one eye closed. The sound of a few people coming in has long woken him up. , but he has been pretending to sleep in order to avoid embarrassment.

Hearing the remarks of the little wizards, he couldn't help but be speechless: These people made a mistake and almost broke his biggest secret.

Lupin is a very good wizard, but he has another identity: a werewolf. This status made him discriminated against and unable to work in any place for a long time, because every time the moon was full, he would transform and make a lot of noise, and it was difficult to hide from other people. If Dumbledore hadn't put him in a job, Lupin really didn't know what he would have done.

The direct reason for Dumbledore to lend a helping hand was the invention of the wolf poison potion.

Harry and the others discussed a few words and then sat down in the position farthest from Lupin.

When everyone was seated, Harry told them what he had overheard last night and what Mr. Weasley had said to him just before he got into the car. Everyone who heard it was stunned: no one thought that Sirius was actually aimed at Harry.

This is a good chat topic, and several people have opened up the chat box, from Black to Azkaban, from Azkaban to the two wizarding wars. During Harry's summer vacation, a looking glass that Ron had given him was still ringing, and Ron planned to take it to Hogsmeade for repairs. So the topic naturally turned to Hogsmeade.

By noon, a few people were a little hungry chatting, so Tom urged Ron to donate the pastrami sandwich in his bag, and then showed a few people the application of the flame spell: heating food.

The grilled sandwich tastes even better, the aroma of the beef is stimulated, and the solidified sauce between the textures has also turned into a liquid. With the crispy bread slices baked outside, it can be called plump and juicy. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even better, Mrs. Weasley didn't put fresh green leaves in her sandwiches, she chose pickled cucumbers and sauerkraut, which would not spoil the taste after heating, but could use their tartness to taste. to get tired.

"Hu-hu-" Ron swallowed a big mouthful of sandwiches, steaming from his hot mouth, "Why didn't I find these sandwiches so delicious before."

"Because you used to eat it cold before, various dishes taste different when they are cold, such as fried chicken. Cold and hot food are completely two flavors."

Just as they were eating in full swing, the box door was pulled open and Draco Malfoy appeared at the door with two of his sidekicks, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.

"Hey, let's see... Harry Potter, Ron Wesley, Neville Longbottom, tsk tsk tsk, and Yodel and Granger, it's really a crowd of people, I didn't expect you to be crowded together. In the same car." Malfoy put his hand on the door of the box, sneered, and said in his lazy, deliberately long tone There are five people in one car, and they can't get together. Three pairs of children and parents came out—"

A dazzling red light flashed, and Malfoy flew out backwards and fell to the ground, unconscious. Tom withdrew his wand.

"Two years later, this guy still hasn't made any progress." Tom looked at Malfoy, who was paralyzed into mud, with a look of disgust on his face. "Do you want to continue to be my target by staying here?"

He glanced coldly at Crabbe and Goyle, and the two of them hurriedly picked up Malfoy and prepared to run away.

"stop!"

Just as they were trying to flee the scene, the terrifying voice came from behind them.

"The mouth is so stinky, brush your teeth!" Tom pointed at Malfoy's mouth, and a large pile of white foam immediately came out of his mouth. Then Tom said to Crabbe and Goyle:

"roll!"

The two of them fled the carriage as if they had been granted amnesty.