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As school was about to start, Peter Pettigrew escaped from Azkaban. Because the execution date was approaching, the Ministry of Magic was very angry and issued a wanted order for him.

The Daily Prophet published a mug shot of Peter Pettigrew and even a photo of a bald rat.

Even the Muggle community was wanted, but Peter Pettigrew was described as a gangster who liked raising rats and used wooden firearms.

Now Peter Pettigrew has completely become a rat that everyone shouts about, the kind that lives in the gutter.

On the Hogwarts Express, Sirius Lupine chose to take the car.

Because Lupine had just passed the full moon and was very weak. Sirius reached out and covered him with some clothes.

Oh, by the way, the Wolfsbane potion was provided by Snape. As for the taste, Lupine said it was the weirdest one he had ever drunk. But I have to say that the effect is the best.

Hermione was holding a ginger long-haired cat in her arms, which was said to be a cross-breeding catnives. It has a flat face and a tail that explodes like a big duster.

"His name is Crookshanks, and I like him very much." Hermione stroked Crookshanks' back hair.

But Crookshanks seemed very interested in Sirius. He kept staring in the direction of Sirius, his nose twitching. (Big dog...)

Ron moved closer to Hermione and poked Crookshanks' flat head with his finger. Crookshanks' ears twitched, his tail flicked up, and he lightly smacked Ron's hand.

"Hey, Hermione, look at it, you actually hit me." Ron started to be mean.

Crookshanks snored and ignored Ron.

The door of the compartment was opened, and a platinum head poked in, it was Draco. "Harry?"

Harry stood up happily and waved. Draco has grown a lot this holiday season. Now half a head taller than Harry.

Sirius also saw Draco and determined Draco's name at a glance from the color of his hair.

I wanted to say something, but when I saw Harry's happy expression, I thought of myself again, so I didn't stop him.

Lilith glanced around. Well, one pair and one pair. Suddenly I miss Professor Snape so much...

Crookshanks' snoring suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered something, and his back arched sharply. "Crookshanks? What's wrong?"

The next second, the sky outside suddenly turned dark, it was freezing cold in the carriage, and window grilles began to form on the windows.

"What happened?" Questioning voices of little wizards were everywhere in the train.

This feeling was one that Sirius was most familiar with. He took out his wand and pointed it at the outside of the carriage, frowning.

Is the Ministry of Magic crazy? How could the dementors be released so casually!

If something happens to the Hogwarts Express, who can take the responsibility?

A black cloak floated over, seeming to smell a familiar smell, and his rotten hands opened the compartment door.

Sirius subconsciously resisted, but thinking that his godson was behind him, he kept his feet steady and stood firmly in front of several people.

The dementor's rotten face had already poked its way in, and the feeling of his soul being pulled was uncomfortable.

"Calling the Guardian." A silver light lit up, and a hunting dog pounced on the dementor, which was Sirius's patron saint.

The dementor emitted white smoke like butter touching a hot pan, and immediately turned around and fled.

Lupine's body relaxed. Just now he wanted to force himself to stand up and release the spell. Because he knew what the dementors represented to Sirius.

"Is everything okay...?" Sirius turned around and found Harry and Draco hugging each other.

To be precise, Harry's head was buried in Draco's arms. And Draco held Harry's head tightly.

Draco closed his eyes tightly and still said to Harry: "Harry, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"Draco, I'm really not afraid. Let me go." Harry's voice was muffled.