All things are three at Hogwarts

The stranger wore a tattered wizard's robe, patched in several places. He looked sickly and had no strength at all. Although he still looks young, his light brown hair is already a bit gray.

Allen looked at this man and sighed inwardly, "The life of a werewolf is indeed very difficult..."

"Do you know who he is?" Ron asked in a low voice. At this time, they closed the sliding door and chose the seat farthest from the window and sat down.

"Professor R.J. Lupin." Alan and Hermione said in unison.

Ron was stunned, "How do you know? Prophecy?"

"It says it on his suitcase," Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head.

There was a shabby little box there, tied with many ropes, neatly knotted. Professor R.J. Lupin's name was printed on the corner of the box, and the letters were already peeling off.

Ron, who was a little embarrassed, frowned and looked at Professor Lupine's lifeless figure, "I wonder what course he teaches?"

"No need to ask," Hermione whispered. "There's only one position open, isn't there? Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Do you think he knows about the curse?" Ron asked.

"What curse?" Harry and Hermione looked at Ron together.

"There are rumors that this job has been cursed by a mysterious man. Everyone can work for a full year and still be intact." Ron said mysteriously.

"Obviously, he needs this job!" Allen raised his chin. In the face of the pressure of life, the illusory curse could not stop Lupin at all. The position of Hogwarts professor was an opportunity for him - and the other party was To protect Harry.

"I wish him good luck. There really was no teacher who could teach this subject for more than one year in the past two years!" Harry felt that the curse Ron mentioned was probably true.

"I hope he is qualified for this position." Ron said doubtfully. "Look at him, a powerful witch can kill him, can't he? Leave him alone..." He turned to Harry, "You think What are you telling us?”

Harry told him exactly what the Weasleys had argued about and what Arthur had warned him just now. After he finished speaking, Ron was stunned. Hermione opened her mouth to show her teeth and then covered them with her hands. Finally, she Putting down his hands, he said: "Sirius Black escaped to find you? Oh, Harry... you must be very, very careful. Don't look for trouble, Harry..."

Allen nodded in agreement. To be honest, if someone else was as adventurous and had such a trouble-making physique like Harry, he would have died countless times...

"I don't look for trouble," Harry said angrily. "Trouble always comes to me."

"Isn't Harry stupid enough to go find a madman who wants to kill him?" Ron said tremblingly. Harry didn't expect that they would take the news so seriously. Ron and Hermione seemed to be more serious than him. Afraid of Blake.

"No one knows how he escaped from Azkaban," Ron said uneasily, "No one has ever done this before. And he is still a prisoner under special guard."

"But they're going to catch him, aren't they?" Hermione said seriously, "I mean, they got all the Muggles to move to find him..."

"Alan, what do you think?" Harry turned to Alan.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry, I think I need to go out first." Allen didn't think Blake was a problem at all, but Penelo, who had already patrolled the door of the carriage three times, successfully attracted Allen's attention.

Allen stood up and walked out.

"Harry, I don't think Alan is very worried about you!" Hermione was a little angry, "He just wants to find his prefects!"

"President of the Student Council." Ron suddenly interrupted.

"What?" Hermione asked angrily.

"Ahem, I mean," Ron glanced at the furious Hermione with fear, and explained carefully, "just like Percy is the Head Boy, Penelope was appointed the Head Girl."

"Oh, that's great!" Hermione turned her head, but her tone was unfriendly.

"Hi, Penelo! Do you want to patrol frequently?" Allen quickly chatted with Penelo.

"Yes, these little wizards, especially these little lions, always like to chase and fight!" Penelo raised his hand, and a second-year Gryffindor boy stopped running and returned to the carriage obediently. .

"He's afraid of you!" Allen said firmly.

"Of course, I petrified him before and kept him in the aisle for five minutes." Penello raised his eyebrows and showed an extremely domineering and charming smile.

As the Hogwarts Express traveled northward, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate.As the high-altitude clouds thickened, the sky darkened.

"Unlucky, it looks like it's going to rain heavily!" Penello said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Hagrid always has a way to keep us out of the rain." Allen took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Penello.

"Today is not Valentine's Day!" Penello took the chocolate and joked happily.

"You know? Eating chocolate can make people feel happy." Allen shrugged. He still had a lot of them in his hand!

Penello shook the chocolate in her hand and walked away again, with Allen following behind her.

"Eh? You?" Penello looked at Allen strangely.

"It's almost lunch, I'm going to find the fat witch." Allen said with a smile.

When Alan carried a pile of food and opened the carriage door again, he found that Harry and the others were already having dinner on their seats.

Seeing the food that Allen brought back, Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "Alan, I don't know, you can eat it like this!"

"Well, I guess you don't need it anymore." Allen raised the food bag in his hand.

"However, obviously this food will not be wasted." Allen looked at Lupine who was sleeping on his side.

"You want to wake him up?" Ron nodded to Professor Lupin, "Hermione just tried it, the professor was fast asleep."

Of course, you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. Alan glanced at Lupine.

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