[HP] Hogwarts students

The journey of the carriage was very smooth, and there were no magical animals similar to horses in front of it, just a piece of empty air.

I can't help but suspect that there might be an invisible horse pulling the cart, but what if the invisible horse goes on strike?Who can catch them?

We drew closer and closer to the castle as the carriage drove up to the two imposing wrought-iron gates.At this time, almost all the students poked their heads out of the carriage, and looked curiously at the two cloaked figures at the door.

"What's that?" Ron trembled, and he quickly withdrew his head from the window, rubbing his hands together tightly, and spit out bursts of white mist from his mouth.

None of us answered because everyone was freezing.As we got closer and closer to those two dark figures, the heat on our bodies gradually dissipated, replaced by a biting cold wind.

Harry, wearing only a shirt and a thin fleece vest, his face almost blue now, huddled in the corner of the carriage breathing into his palms, and when I offered him his robes, he refused.

"You're going to freeze to death!" I said angrily, and walked over to Hermione and sat next to him, pulling off the robes and taking him into my arms, now that we're both in two layers of robes, it's a bit easier .

As our carriage inched down the castle drive, one of the figures began to peer at each passing carriage, trying to stick its hooded head through the window.

Now even Ron and Hermione were surrounded, and the four of us hugged each other tightly, sitting away from the window.

I don't know how long it took, when the carriage staggered to a stop, almost no one started, until a few minutes later, Ron and Hermione got out of the carriage with sloppy footsteps.

Harry's face was terribly ugly, I put two robes on him, and carefully helped him get out of the carriage.

"That's—what's that?!" All the students standing in the courtyard had bad faces, and among them Malfoy asked in his shrill voice, "Why does Hogwarts allow dementors to enter? My dad wouldn't like to know about that!"

No one cared about him, and no one knew why.Lupine, who was still asleep on the train just now, also got off the carriage. Unlike his sickly appearance, he raised his voice and shouted: "All the students who don't feel well - come to me to get some chocolates, if You have your own, and you can eat some."

We had already finished our snacks on the train, so we had to queue up to get chocolates.Hermione looked at the pale Harry and said worriedly, "Stand here for a while, we've got chocolates for you."

"Your legs are weak, aren't you?" Malfoy caught the voice in our corner very keenly, holding a chocolate from Parkinson's in his hand, and rudely pushed away the people in front of us, "Bo You're the only one freaked out by those spooky old dementors, aren't you?"

And Parkinson was standing right behind him, giggling as he ate his chocolate, and indeed looked more energetic than Harry.

"Shut up, Malfoy," said Harry through gritted teeth, pulling away from Hermione's and mine's hands and straightening his back.

"Go away, don't cut in line." I gave them a disgusted look, "Don't get in other people's way."

Malfoy glanced at me, seeming to disdain to speak to me.And Parkinson said loudly, "What's the matter? We're just checking to see if you've passed out again, coward!"

"What's going on?" Lupine was attracted by Parkinson's voice, and as soon as they saw the professor appear, they called the professor perfunctorily and turned back to their small group.

"Are you all right?" Lupine didn't ask, but gave us all the few chocolates left on his body. He put the last chocolate in Harry's palm and smiled at him.

"Don't worry, you'll be much better after eating." Facing Lupine's concern, Harry was embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

After we ate the chocolate, our bodies gradually returned to warmth. Harry handed me back my robe unnaturally. He murmured, "Actually, I'm not that cold."

"Of course, I just feel warmer next to you." I kindly made my way down the steps while his face flushed.

Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall hurried to the entrance of the auditorium to distribute chocolates to the remaining students who did not receive chocolates. After that, Professor McGonagall specially called Hermione's name and asked her to go to the office to talk.

We parted from Hermione in surprise and concern, and watched as she followed the serious witch upstairs.

"I hope Hermione didn't get into trouble." I said anxiously, every time I was called by the professor to go to the office, it was basically the punishment for causing trouble.Worrying about Hermione and having experienced the attack of dementors, we basically didn't pay attention to the sorting ceremony.

By the way, the group of freshmen who came by boat survived.

And when Hermione, who was beaming with joy, returned to the auditorium, it happened to be the time for Dumbledore to speak.

"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, his beard gleaming in the candlelight. "Welcome back to Hogwarts! I have a few things to tell you all, and one of them is very important, so I think it's best to get this out of the way before you enjoy your delicious meal and get confused..."

Dumbledore cleared his throat, and continued: "Our school has welcomed several dementors from Azkaban. They are sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties. You must already know this, because they are The gate entrance is to search every carriage that comes in and goes out."

Suddenly I knew the reason for the dementor's arrival—it was Peter Pedilou!But it was also for this reason that I couldn't figure it out. Did they find evidence of Pediru's whereabouts to Hogwarts?

Obviously, Hermione thought the same as I did. She frowned and looked at me, mouthing out Pediru's name.I nodded cryptically, and at the same time looked at Harry next door, who was staring intently at Lupine on the staff table.

Subsequently, Dumbledore announced that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was Lupine!And there was also a professor of the Protection of Magical Creatures who left the post not long ago, and Hagrid replaced this position!

We were all crazy with joy, only the Gryffindor table burst into warm applause, especially Harry, whose palms were red.

After eating, the four of us quickly ran to the staff table, and Lupine and Hagrid stayed at the end. They were chatting while drinking pomegranate juice, and they were very happy to see us coming.

"Congratulations, Hagrid!" Seeing that Hagrid was so choked up that he couldn't speak, I smiled and offered him a hug, "I'm so glad I chose this class."

And Lupine smiled and looked at each of us, until Harry took the initiative to talk to him: "Professor Lupine? Thank you for the chocolate... Sirius and I mentioned you."

"Really?" Lupine looked a little surprised, but quickly replied with a smile, "But I wouldn't give you O on purpose either."

"Harry he'll get the O himself," I interjected, and Hermione nodded too.He was not angry either, but looked at Harry more appreciatively, until we were chased away by Professor McGonagall who returned to the table.

After returning to the circular dormitory after a long absence, we were all exhausted.Hermione fell on the bed after washing up early. She poked her head out to say good night to us, and then drew the curtains tightly, lest a gleam of light would penetrate into the bed.

"How are you and Dean?" Even though he was tired, Lavender insisted on asking Parvati, "I saw him talking to Aliya earlier."

"We're fine." Parvati was a little impatient, she had already put on the blindfold, but she had to cheer up to respond to Lavender.

"What about you, Kelly?" Lavender turned his head to me, his eyes full of jokes, "I found that your style is completely different after you came back from the United States! Who influenced you?"

"Look at your nightdress..." She jumped off the bed and got into my bed again, "Is it silk?"

"Okay!" I became angry and pushed her down on the bed, "I'm exhausted, if you want to sleep with me, don't talk, okay?"

Lavender pursed his lips, then lowered his head listlessly.I turned off the bedside gas lamp, and the whole bedroom was plunged into darkness, only the faint moonlight coming in through the diamond-shaped crystal window brought some light.

"...do you think Ron Weasley's hair is cool?"

When I was drowsy, Lavender whispered in my ear again.I had no choice but to pretend to be in a deep sleep, and successfully tricked into a night of tranquility.

In the early morning of the next day, when we came to the auditorium together, there were already quite a few people from each college.The Slytherin students gathered in a circle and didn't know what to talk about. I chose to sit next to Ginny, who was eating sausage and scrambled eggs.

"Did you get affected yesterday?" I added some ketchup for her, and Ginny thanked her with a smile: "A little bit, but fortunately our carriage has already gone in, so they started checking."

"Professor Lupine is really friendly. He even told Madam Pomfrey to give us some blankets." Ginny looked over my shoulder at Harry and the others, and asked in a low voice, "How about you? This morning, Slytherin was right there blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah."

"We're fine." I rolled my eyes and gritted my teeth.And George also poked his head over and said in a contemptuous tone: "Don't pay attention to them... When I got off the carriage yesterday, who was not a soft-legged shrimp? I saw the most people in Slytherin..."

"After our first Quidditch match, we'll see if they're still proud," Fred said.

"That's right!" Ron yelled loudly, "Not to mention that Harry still has the Firebolt/Arrow, who can be his opponent?"

"What?!" As soon as they heard this, the Gryffindor students all exploded. They scrambled over and kept asking, "Is this true?" "You mean, the Firebolt /arrow?!"

Among them, Wood was the most prominent, his ecstasy was almost written on his face, and he jumped over everyone and rushed directly in front of Harry: "Is this true? Harry? You have the Firebolt/Arrow?"

"Well, yes..." Harry replied a little amusedly, then puffed out his chest quietly, "My godfather gave it to me!"

"This is so perfect!" Wood's eyes were almost on fire, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the maximum angle, "Listen, starting from tomorrow's training, we have a special plan for the Firebolt/Arrow, and we have to use it to its maximum Only the advantage..."

"Hey, buddy." Ron approached Harry and whispered in his ear, "It looks like we won't be able to touch the Firebolt/Arrow tomorrow, can I ride it today?"

"Of course." Facing Wood's endless thoughts, Harry also began to lose his mind. He suppressed a smile and agreed to Ron, and turned his eyes to me again, "What about you, Kelly?"

Uh.

"I can wait until you run out." I smirked.