Chinese students at Hogwarts.

"Zhang, this way! Come here quickly——"

The little witch hugged the ginger Crookshanks and waved her arms vigorously towards herself.

After saying hello to several classmates who were passing by, Zhang Xiao walked through the crowd and came to a relatively quiet corner.

"I didn't feel it at the Burrow before, but now everyone seems nervous."

Harry's emerald green eyes glanced around, focusing on the Auror who was looking warily back and forth beside the train for a moment.

A British man wearing a top hat lowered his head, looked at his watch, and nodded to his companion.

A sharp whistle sounded.

"Five minutes earlier than usual." Malfoy frowned and looked at the round clock hanging on the wall.

There were whispers all around, but the Aurors didn't care. They rushed the young wizards to the car with a stiff attitude.

"Let's go and talk in the car."

Zhang Xiao helped his friends carry their luggage aboard, and the railway staff walked along the train and closed all the doors.

The train puffed out steam and blew a loud whistle, making you feel like you couldn't wait to set off.

The wheels began to move slowly.

The Arthurs, Mr. and Mrs. Sirius and Sirius had not passed through the wall until this moment. They were obviously stunned when they saw that the train had started, and subconsciously looked at the clock.

Why is it so early?

But the train had started to accelerate again and again, and they could only wave at the little wizards who stretched their bodies out of the window until the train turned around and lost sight of them.

"Come on, let's find a place to sit for a while."

Zhang Xiao, Malfoy, Harry, Ron and Hermione walked along the corridor, looking for empty carriages, but all the carriages were full.

Only the last carriage is not.

There was only one person in this carriage, and he was sitting by the window, sleeping soundly.

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but he was a little surprised. He thought that after the plot changed, Professor Luping would use another way to go to Hogwarts.

But I didn't expect to meet him in the carriage.

Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped on the threshold and looked around in confusion.

The Hogwarts Express is usually taken by students, who have never seen an adult here, except for the witch pushing the food trolley for them.

Lupine wore an extremely worn wizard's robe, patched in several places.

He looked sick, and there was a sense of relief and peace in his exhaustion.

She still looks young, but her light brown hair is already mixed with white hair.

"Professor R.J. Lupin," Hermione whispered.

"Professor? He is a professor?" Malfoy frowned and asked suspiciously, "Granger, how do you know he is a professor?"

Zhang Xiao waved to them and made a 'shh' gesture, and several people filed in. The box was not too big, but it was more than enough to seat six people.

The little witch pointed her wand in the direction of Lupin and gently released a 'Silent Silence'.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Oh, Professor Lupine looks very tired. Let him have a good rest."

Malfoy was still a little worried about Lupine being a professor. He couldn't help but look at Lupine's shabby clothes, large and small patches, and the torn and frayed suitcase.

"Is he really a professor? Can't Hogwarts afford the salary?

I remember that the professor's salary was very generous, even higher than the salary of the director of the Ministry of Magic. "

Ron wrinkled his nose in disgust and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Harry, who slapped him:

"I remembered!"

Harry leaned forward and said excitedly:

"Guys, I remembered who Professor Lupine was. Sirius told me that there were three people who had the best relationship with my father when they were in school, and Professor Lupine was one of them.

The other one is the shameful traitor, Peter Pettigrew. "

"Really? What does he teach?"

The friends' interest was immediately piqued.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts." Zhang Xiao conjured up a small table and placed the Muggle snacks he bought before on the table: "Professor Luping has been wandering around.

I think we finally have our first Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who should be very competent. "

Ron picked up a bag of potato chips, tore it open awkwardly, stuffed his mouth full of potato chips, and said happily:

"Great, then we in Gryffindor finally have someone to protect us. Points will be deducted. Points will be deducted severely to Slytherin. Snape always deducts points for us."

Malfoy curled his lips in disdain, but said nothing. Whenever this topic was brought up, it would lead to a quarrel.

This has happened countless times when Brother Drag moved into the Burrow, recalling the short two days of living in the Burrow.

But it gave Malfoy a new feeling that he had never experienced before.

It turns out that even if the yard is not big enough or not beautifully manicured, it is still very interesting.

The Weasley family had become accustomed to removing goblins, which was full of fun in his and Harry's eyes.

Malfoy had never lived in a house where the ceiling was only about two meters away from him.

The Burrow is obviously very crowded and the rooms are very small, but that place seems to have a magical power that always makes people feel happy.

The meals made by Mrs. Molly also taste great, and Percy always likes to talk to himself about Ministry of Magic matters and major events in the wizarding world.

Life at the Burrow is full of surprises and surprises.

After leaving, I still felt a sense of loss.

In short, the young master had a very happy life these two days. For the sake of being in a good mood, he didn't care about this idiot Weasley.

It's definitely not because they forced themselves to call them uncle.

Malfoy decisively chose to change the topic. He looked at his president and asked curiously:

"Zhang, what exactly did you find in the Black Mansion before?

Why is Dumbledore even here? Are you so anxious to send us to the Burrow? "

This question immediately attracted all the attention.

This is what several young wizards desperately wanted to know, and they speculated countless times in the Burrow.

Harry insisted that Chang had probably discovered a weapon against Voldemort.

Hermione thought it was probably something like knowledge - the lost kind that recorded powerful magic.

Ron thought it was probably a treasure. The Black family was so rich, it was normal to have some ancient hidden treasures.

After a rational and careful analysis, Brother Drag believed that Porter's statement was more reliable, but he still had to ask Zhang about the cause.

"Well - nothing, just something that Professor Dumbledore is very interested in, that's all."

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and added:

"If I could tell you, I would have told you a long time ago. I can only say that I can't reveal it yet. This is also what Dumbledore requested, so you should stop asking."