Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Why does Mr. Weasley think I'm going to find someone who wants to kill me?

Hmm... Am I acting so stupid?

Harry now had no idea what Mr. Weasley meant.

And after Harry reluctantly agreed, he asked Mr. Weasley why he thought so, but he was vague.

There must be something hiding from me and not telling me!

Could it be... Does Sirius have any special relationship with me?

This question concerned Harry very much.

He wants to know the answer.

But Mr. Weasley didn't answer him at all.

And because the train was leaving, Harry had to get on the train.

Harry thought maybe Browder would know, but on the train, Harry had a really hard time calling Browder out of a bunch of Browder's friends alone.

So Harry chose to discuss the issue with his own friends first.

Draco had already gone to the Slytherin box, so Harry had to find Ron to discuss it...mainly the empty box.

But at the beginning of the search, Harry and Ron came across Hermione. She hadn't gone to Browder and Qiu's box yet, and beside her stood a little red-haired witch who was a bit listless.

It's Ginny! Hermione seemed to be teaching her.

And Ginny's expression was much better than when she was on the platform just now.

But seeing Harry approaching, Ginny's expression changed again, she lowered her head not to look at Harry, and her feet moved back uncontrollably.

I'm not that scary, am I?

Harry sighed inwardly, "Hermione, we have something to discuss with you... Ginny, come along!"

Ginny, who was backing away, heard Harry's words, and naturally stopped in her tracks. She raised her head and looked at Harry in surprise, her eyes sparkling.

Don't look at me like that...it makes me think I'm such a scumbag.

Thinking of Lena, Harry turned his head uncomfortably, "Let's find an empty carriage quickly! There will definitely be none later."

"That's right!" Ron helped to smooth things over, "Now I don't even see any empty boxes."

As an older brother, Ron took Ginny's hand and walked forward.

Normally, Ginny would have pulled out her hand a long time ago, but now she didn't respond, and she looked awkward, really unlike her.

Harry couldn't help touching his nose when he saw it.

Then Harry was hit.

Hermione walked past him.

"Come on!" Hermione turned around and glanced at Harry, "You've already taken a step, don't take a step back!"

When Harry heard this, his tense expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

All right! makes sense.

So Harry strode forward to keep up with Ron and Ginny's footsteps ahead, directly overtaking Hermione.

Seeing Harry walking so fast suddenly, Hermione couldn't help laughing, and then followed.

...

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny looked around the corridors looking for an empty box, but they were all full.

Think about it too! After all, the trains have already left, and everyone who should get on the trains has already boarded. It is incredible that there are empty carriages, right?

So there was no other way, Harry and the others could only choose a box at the end of the train.

Because there is only one person here.

The last box has only one passenger here, and a man is sitting in it next to the window, fast asleep.

Looking at this man, Harry and the four of them were still a little puzzled.

Because the Hogwarts Express usually only takes students, and they've never seen a grown wizard here...if the witch pushing the food cart counts.

The strange male wizard was wearing a loose wizard robe, which looked quite tattered, with patches on it in several places. He looked tired and sick.

Although he shouldn't be too old, some gray spots can already be seen on his hazel head.

A miserable look that has been hit by the years of life.

"Who do you think he is?" When Harry and the four of them quietly walked into the box and sat down, Ron closed the door and walked to the seat farthest from the window to sit down and asked quietly.

"Professor R.J. Lupine!" Hermione replied immediately in a low voice.

"How do you know?" Harry Ron and Ginny were a little incredulous.

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

There was a small broken box, neatly tied up with a lot of string.

Professor R. J. Lupine's name was written in the corner of an open envelope.

Hermione, you have such a good eye, you can see it all.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny all had a "Hermione, you're amazing" expression.

"I really want to know what he teaches?" Ron said, looking at Professor Lupine's pale face, frowning.

"Isn't that obvious?" Hermione whispered. "There's only one vacancy? Defense Against the Dark Arts."

oh! Too!

Harry and the others had already heard that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed.

Especially after reading the "ends" of those professors recorded by Ravenclaw College, I suddenly felt a little pitiful for this new professor.

"Very good, I hope he can teach longer!" Ron looked suspiciously at Professor Lupine again, "He looks pretty good, much better than that guy Lockhart. Maybe he can break the curse, right? Is it? But..."

Ron turned to Harry, "What do you want to tell us?"

Harry repeated the promise Mr. Weasley had made him.

When he finished, Ron looked a bit taken aback, while Hermione and Ginny put their hands over their mouths together.

Hermione asked Harry in a low voice, "Sirius came from Azkaban to deal with you? Harry, why didn't you tell me before? Then you really have to be very, very careful."

Harry was protected during the previous holidays, and Hermione thought it was to prevent Voldemort's surprise attack, and it turned out that there was Sirius.

But Sirius is a Death Eater, so it's really the same thing.

"Although I don't ask for trouble," Harry said with self-mockery, "but trouble always finds me."

"But what should we do now? Just watch a murderer come and kill Harry like this?" Ron said tremblingly.

Their reaction to the news was worse than Harry had expected.

"No one knows how he left Azkaban." Ron said very uncomfortable. "No one has ever succeeded before. And the escape prevention mechanism is the best there."

At that time, the fact that the dementors in Azkaban had all retreated into their lairs was not revealed, so as not to cause a greater commotion.

Although even if the dementor is still there, Sirius can escape.

"But they're going to catch him, aren't they?" Hermione said seriously, "I'm worried about whether the Aurors can get everything done before the Muggles find him..."

Hermione heard that when Sirius blew up a street, it was disguised as a natural gas explosion. If it happened again now, it might not be so easy to hide.

"It would be great if we could catch it sooner! But... there is no sign of him now." Ron hesitated.

Sirius disappeared directly in Azkaban, and has never shown up until now, so there is no clue at all.

Ginny sat beside her and listened all the time without interjecting, and now she suddenly said, "It's up to the Aurors to catch Sirius or not. What we should discuss now is why Dad asked Harry to promise not to go find Sirius himself." Sirius!"

right! Harry nodded.

My biggest concern right now is this!

"Maybe..." Ron scratched his head, "Dad just thinks Harry you are willing to take risks?"

Harry, Hermione, and Ginny rolled their eyes at Ron in a tacit understanding.

Ron automatically retreated.

But apart from this reason, Harry and the others really couldn't think of any other possibility.

What a headache!

After talking for a while, Harry and the others still couldn't think of the reason, and finally moved the topic to other things.

Including Harry saying he still hadn't gotten permission to go to Hogsmeade.

Ron came up with a bad idea and asked Harry to follow in the invisibility cloak.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

But this proposal was refuted by Hermione and Ginny at the same time... Is this to make Harry be attacked by Sirius?

Ron was reprimanded completely without face.

The train continued north, and it began to rain in the afternoon.

But as time passed, the rain did not become smaller, but the raindrops became denser, and the glass windows emitted a faint gray light, which became darker and darker.

Until the lanterns in the corridor flickered and then went out. The train roared, the rain continued to pound, and the wind still howled.

But Professor Lupine was still asleep.

Ron wondered if he was dead.

"We must be almost at Hogwarts," said Ron. "Don't you feel the train slowing down?"

He leaned over to Professor Lupine, looking at the completely dark window.

Can't see anything outside right now.

And before he sat back, the train had already stopped.

"Excellent." Ron said, standing up, carefully walking past Professor Lupine, and trying to look out, "I'm very hungry, I want to have a good meal..."

"We can't get there that soon." Hermione said, looking at her watch. "At least half an hour away!"

"But how did we stop?" Harry asked.

The train slowed down more and more, for the rattling of the train's pistons stopped, and the wind and rain beat louder on the windows.

Harry, who was closest to the door, stood up and looked out into the corridor as the entire carriage poked their heads out of the window curiously.

The train jerked to a halt, and a distant thud told them that the luggage had fallen from the racks. Then, without warning, all the lights went out, and they were plunged into total darkness.

"What happened?" Ron asked behind Harry's back.

"Yeah!" Hermione sighed, "Ron, you stepped on my foot."

Ron quickly dodged.

Harry groped his way back to his seat, "Is our train broken?"

"Who knows." Ron shook his head.

At this time, there was the sound of an explosion outside, and Harry vaguely saw the outline of Ron. He wiped the corner of the glass and looked out from there.

"There's something moving in there," Roth said. "I think they're coming this way."

At this moment, the door of the carriage opened suddenly, and someone fell on Haza's feet in pain.

"I'm sorry, do you know what happened? Oh, I'm sorry—"

"Hello, Neville," said Harry, groping in the dark with his hands, and pulling Neville up by his coat.

But at this moment, there was a sudden scream from outside!

"There are dementors!"