From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Is it almost time?"

　　 In the office of the Minister of Magic, Fudge sat there, trying to keep his composure, but the actions of watching his watch from time to time completely betray him.

　　 "Yes, Minister."

　　 The Assistant Minister replied, "Although the train departs late, the train has already passed through the area where the dementors are lurking."

"That's good."

　　 "Minister... On Dumbledore's side, he still seems to think the Dementors are more dangerous and might be rebellious..."

"How is it possible? If Sirius really had that level, he would have released all the Death Eaters when he ran out of prison," Mr. Minister waved his hand. "Compared to those weird Aurors, it's still a photo. Ghosts are better at observing orders... all we have to do is wait for their good news."

　　 He pretended that everything was under control, but the water glass in his hand kept shaking, and the master who provoked him finally put the glass on the table.

　　 Just when the Minister of Magic was worried, William was leaning on the chair, relaxing his brain and calming his mind as much as possible.

　　‘It’s not a good weather when school starts..."

　　 William tried his best to keep himself in a good condition-it would be okay to start from London. It rained suddenly when the train was halfway through, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping.

　　Although he is now able to summon his patron saint, the bad weather like rain will still affect him, causing bad ideas to emerge frantically.

　　‘It makes no sense, after overcoming my fear of dementors, I shouldn’t be affected by the weather like this...’

　　‘Is it related to practicing black magic... During this period of time, Blake has put too much pressure on me, causing me to be too addicted to black magic...’

　　William tried to calm his mind so that he would not think about messy things. At the same time, he had to take out the chocolate from his pocket to feel the strength and warmth it brought to him.

　　 "Professor, are you uncomfortable?"

　　 Harry's voice suddenly interrupted William's brief process of enjoying chocolate. He looked at Harry, and then found that Lupin was also curiously focusing his attention on himself.

　　 "Fortunately, there is no big problem," William said with a smile, "Don't walk around, Harry. Although there was a small accident today, the next journey is probably the most dangerous."

　　 "Professor William, did you tell him?"

　　 Lu Pingyuan’s calm expression suddenly changed, "He is only in third grade!"

"Telled it," William looked at Harry, and then replied to Lupin. "He is not young, and the desire of students at this age to discover the truth is too strong, compared to him running around and getting into trouble. Among them, let him know that there is a dangerous dark wizard trying to hunt him down so that he can take less risk."

　　 "He is only thirteen years old!"

　　 Lupin looked very angry, but William had no extra thoughts to consider the ideas of this new colleague—he wanted to cast a curse on himself during the summer vacation.

　　‘Why should I practice so much black magic? ’

　　 "It's done, Professor Lupin, and you should go to school to see Mr. Filch's archives... How common is Gryffindor's annual deductions for breaking the ban..."

　　 William regretted it a little when he said that. His current state does not control his emotions well. There are students around him. How can such an evaluation of a college student be spoken in front of the students?

　　 Harry blushed when the professor around him commented on Gryffindor—he made a lot of outstanding contributions in it...

　　 "That can't be like this..."

　　 Lupin glanced at Harry, then at William, muttering something, and stopped talking.

　　‘By the way, Professor Lupin is also here with Gryffindor...’

　　 This thought came out of William's mind, and then was broken up by other emerging thoughts.

　　 "So what about the new colleague..."

　　‘No, what am I thinking...’

'so cold…'

　　 The thoughts in his mind became more and more strange, and his body became colder. William even wanted to cover himself with a quilt, then curled up over there, motionless...

　　 "Want to lie down..."

'miss you…'

　　‘No! ’

　　 When the cold came out of the bones and the like, William found something wrong. He pulled out his wand almost instantly, and then yelled out in a voice that novice spellcasters would use.

　　 "Call God to guard!"

As he shouted the spell loudly in a voice that he felt unfamiliar to himself, the heat on William’s wand became more powerful. The small, small hummingbird, whose wings could not even be seen in flight, was accompanied by a silver light from William. His wand flew out and rushed directly to the window of the train.

　　 Then, as if the ice meets the scorching sun, the cold biting breath was driven out by the warm current from all areas of William's body and vanished.

　　 "Almost..."

　　 William took a deep breath, then waved his wand and cast a spell toward the sky.

　　 As a spell of orange light exploded in the sky, the sky shrouded by rain and night was briefly illuminated.

Through the car windows messed up by raindrops, William clearly saw dark spots in the distance moving towards the Hogwarts Express, as if someone had wiped out the dirt with some dirty paint on the rainy night. Dirty stains.

　　 Even though they were far away, William still recognized the visitors.

　　 "Dementor."

　　 He tried to calmly say that word, and then began to strengthen the hummingbird he had summoned with the patron saint—providing it with happiness and hope with magic power, and then waved his wand to point out the window.

　　 Then, that small, patron saint that could be easily controlled by one hand, shot towards the side like an arrow from the string.

　　 "Professor?"

　　 "Squat down, preferably on the ground! Damn Sirius, he has taken control of the Dementor and is ready to get Hogwarts in one go!"

　　 William told Harry with the fastest speed, even ignoring how his patron saint was fighting the dementors.

　　‘Stand up, hold on for three minutes, no, five minutes will be fine...’

　　 With this thought, William quickly cast an iron armor curse on himself, and then made a loud voice.

　　 "I am William, a professor of self-defense! From now on, I ask the train driver to increase the train speed and not stop!"

"All students stay in their own boxes and are forbidden to walk around! Once discovered, they will be expelled from school immediately after returning to school and prosecuted for suspected dark wizards! All prefects immediately form a patrol team. If there are people trying to continue walking in the corridor, I allow you to use spells to control each other immediately, without identifying identities!"

　　 Under the blessing of the curse, William's voice penetrated the entire train, and even suppressed the thunder rumbling outside the train.

　　Because the order is too terrifying, even the most naughty Gryffindor student dare not take any special measures-the Basilisk incident last year has made many people understand what to do in times of danger.

　　 But it doesn't affect them to stretch their heads to the window, and then observe what happened.

　　 Especially in order to see exactly what happened, William deliberately lit up half of the sky with a spell.

　　 The bold students quickly found the rags floating in the air through the window. When they saw those things, almost all of them pulled down their clothes subconsciously.

"what is that…"

"I do not know…"

　　 "Yin corpse?"

　　 The sixth grader looked out the window and wondered.

　　 "No, but it's evil... I haven't seen it in the textbook..."

　　 This is normal. As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, most of the textbooks have been deleted of course.

　　 "It's a dementor...Azkaban's guard..."

　　 The talking student almost exclaimed... Everyone who knows Dementors will know Azkaban, and they will also know that these things are inseparable from the top dark wizards.

　　 "Look over there!"

　　 The sharp-eyed student saw a silver light, and then called out his classmates.

Then, everyone in this box saw a bit of silver drawn in a long straight line in the air and shuttled directly to the pile of dementors over there. It felt like a little spark was about to fall into a wide and dark lake. of.

　　 Then, they didn't have much energy to look at it-just as William's call began, the dementors rushed toward the train as if they were irritated by something.

　　 The train is too long, a long train allows them to easily spread out to find their respective goals.

When the dementor just approached the train, almost everyone felt that their neck was gently strangled by something. It was not heavy or light, with a penetrating coolness. I don't know when the other party will be cruel. Pinch it down so hard that you can't breathe at all.

Afterwards, there was a bitter cold and unprovoked fear. The students who had been laughing stopped their work. Even the Weasley brothers, the most famous mischief at Hogwarts, looked at each other, and the corners of their eyes were wet. Up.

　　 "Damn! Are those batters rubbish?"

　　 William roared in his heart, but he didn't have the time or energy to shout at all-he must now be careful of Sirius's attack.

　　 Those dementors can only rely on the patron saint.

　　Although he only gave the other party an order to expel the dementor, William didn't know how long it could last-the strength of each person's patron saint was different, and he couldn't really catch a dementor to experiment.

　　——

　　 "Mom, I don't want to study by myself, and I don't want to do homework, I..."

　　 "I don't want to do the test, I don't want to fail..."

　　 "No, my teddy bear..."

Almost in an instant, the train became a mess, and then, a silver light turned back from the outside, shot at the black robes floating in the air, and then quickly passed, sprinting towards the next car~www .readwn.com~ In the middle of the flight, the silver light finally slowed down, and then slowly disappeared...

　　 "Just kidding..."

　　 William, who was nervously guarded, could only helplessly make up for a patron saint curse, and then forced to turn on the loud voice again.

　　 "Batterer, what are you doing?"

　　 But to William's disappointment, after he urged him, there was still nothing happening-the patron saint who was summoned for the second time gave feedback, only the sporadic misty patron saint was summoned, which was of no avail.

　　 "Take Harry to the front carriage, Professor Lupin! Otherwise, you don't need Black to take action, the dementors are enough!"

　　 William shouted to Lupin who was on the side——The patron saint summoned by Professor Lupin was a silver ray and had no shape. It should be the same as him before, unable to summon a complete patron saint.

　　 "Harry, follow us!"

　　 But when William was eagerly preparing to leave, the situation in front of him changed.

　　 Maybe the second-summoned patron saint completely angered the dementors. They abandoned the students and rushed towards the carriage where William they were.

　　 "We have to come again, Professor Lupin!"

　　 William smiled at Lupin and summoned the patron saint for the third time.

　　 "Call God to guard!"

　　Ps; I added a change to tomorrow, and I rewritten it twice today, it’s really out of energy...