Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 122 God's Guard
And just when Harry and the others were looking for a vacant carriage.

John was talking with a middle-aged man with light brown hair and neat clothes in the compartment.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Williams. The foundation you founded has helped me and other people." The middle-aged man said to John with some excitement.

John smiled and said, "It's nothing, Professor Lupine. I understand the situation of werewolf wizards very well. Since I have the ability, I don't mind reaching out to help them."

Looking at Lupine, who has gotten rid of poverty and no longer looks so embarrassed, John can't help but sigh the power of the trajectory of fate.

As if destined by fate, Lupine, who has become the head of the foundation branch, chose to become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.

There are too many reasons for the other party to agree to become a professor, such as respect for Dumbledore; to protect his good friend's child at close range; to hear different answers from former friends, etc.

Soon following the communication between John and Lupine, it was time for the train to start, and Harry and the others also found this carriage.

"John!" Harry looked at John in surprise.

"Harry." John nodded and replied with a smile.

Hearing John's words, Lupine instantly turned his attention to Harry.

"Who is this?" Ron asked curiously.

"Hello, children, I am your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester, Remus Lupine." Lupine smiled and said to Harry and them, but John could notice that his eyes never left Harry .

When Harry and the others heard that the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of them was the new professor, they immediately greeted Lupine to express their respect.

After learning that Harry and the others were looking for a carriage, Lupine and John naturally let them in without any objection.

After entering, Sirius who was following Harry looked up at his friend, seeing that the other party was not so embarrassed, he was a little relieved in his heart.

It seemed that Sirius' eyes caught Lupine's attention, and the other party naturally looked down at Sirius.

But because of the collar, Lupine just glanced at Sirius before returning his gaze to Harry.

After all, under the influence of the concealment collar, even in Lupine's eyes, Sirius was a black dog, but it was completely different from the black dog in his memory.

Just as they were about to enter the carriage, Ron suddenly asked, "What's the sound?"

From somewhere came a faint, faint whistling.They looked around in the cubicle.

"It came from your suitcase, Harry." Ron said, pulling Harry's luggage, identifying the location of the sound, and opening it.

A moment later, he pulled the pocket looking glass out of Harry's robes, and it twirled rapidly in Ron's hand, shining brightly.

It was Harry's birthday and Ron was in Egypt shopping for his birthday present.

"Is that a looking glass?" Hermione asked with interest, standing up to take a closer look.

"Yeah... a bargain, to tell you the truth," said Ron. "I was tying it to Errol's foot to send it to Harry when it suddenly went wrong."

"You weren't doing something outrageous, were you?" Hermione asked sharply.

"No! Well... I shouldn't have used Errol's. You know, it's not really capable of long-distance flights... But how else can I get a present for Harry?"

"Put it back in the box," Harry suggested, hearing the looking glass whistle harshly.

"Wait, Ron, show me the looking glass." John interrupted Ron's movements.

Hearing this, Ron handed the looking glass directly into John's hand without hesitation. He was well aware of John's ability in alchemy, and he had heard his father lament about John's talent more than once.

John took the looking glass, and he naturally understood why this alchemy tool that could detect malice suddenly reacted.

Sirius knew this too.

John pretended to take out the tools, and simply checked the speculum.

"There's nothing wrong with the looking glass. It's not broken. The reason it's ringing is because there's malice nearby."

And when John said this, the looking glass suddenly stopped ringing, calming down like an ordinary mirror.

Hearing this, Harry and the others suddenly became nervous. They had already learned from Harry that Sirius was going to attack him, so they immediately became vigilant, and all of them cast suspicious eyes on Lupine at the same time.

"It's not compound decoction, Professor Lupine is himself." John knew what they were thinking without guessing. "The compound decoction will expire after an hour, and you must drink it continuously to maintain the effect. Professor Lupine didn't bring it with him." cup."

"Moreover, Professor Lupine was a member of the Foundation before he entered the school, and according to the investigation, he was not a member of the Death Eaters"

Hearing John's words, Harry and the others immediately calmed down. They had also heard about the foundation founded by John, so they all looked at Professor Lupine with some embarrassment.

Lupine waved his hand indifferently, and said directly: "It's normal to be vigilant, it's okay, and it seems that your knowledge reserve is also quite sufficient. If I remember correctly, compound decoction should be about fifth grade."

Hearing Professor Lupine's praise, Harry and the others smiled a little embarrassedly. They couldn't tell that this was to investigate Snape, and they only found out about the existence of Polyjuice Potion after the inquiry.

"Then why did the looking glass respond? Why doesn't it respond now?" Hermione asked John, looking at him.

John thought for a while and said directly: "Maybe it's because of the dementors. You also know that because of the prison break, the Ministry of Magic sent a large number of personnel and dementors to protect the school."

"This kind of dark creature is inherently malicious to the living. After all, their food is our emotions."

Hearing John's words, everyone felt that this was indeed the case, but Sirius was not included.

Both John and Sirius knew why the looking glass really reacted, and they both secretly glanced at Ron's pocket where Scabbers was placed.

Seeing that it was just a false alarm, Harry and the others relaxed a little, packed their luggage briefly, and began to discuss their vacation experiences.

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.People were running past the doors of their cubicles.

In the middle, Hermione released Crookshanks from the basket, and Crookshanks jumped out of the basket nimbly, stretched, yawned, and jumped onto Ron's lap .

The bulge in Ron's pocket trembled, and Ron angrily pushed Crookshanks down.

After all, he hadn't forgotten what happened at the Fantastic Beasts Store.

Finally, after a brief quarrel, Crookshanks settled in Hermione's arms, his persimmon face turned towards Ron, his yellow eyes fixed on Ron's breast pocket.

The train continued to gallop north, and the rain became heavier, turning the windows a watery gray and fading to black.

Finally, the lights in the aisle and on the luggage racks came on all at once, the train clanged, the rain pattered, and the wind howled outside the windows.

"We must be almost there." Ron said, leaning over to look at the now dark car window through Professor Lupine.

As soon as the voice fell, the train began to slow down.

"Great!" said Ron.He stood up, trying to see the situation outside the window. "I'm so hungry, I really want to go to the banquet..."

"Not yet," said Hermione, looking at her watch.

"Then why did you stop?"

The train is getting slower and slower.The sound of the wheels faded away, and the sound of wind and rain beat against the windows louder than before.

Harry, who was closest to the door, stood up and looked down the passage.Throughout the carriage, countless heads poked out curiously from the compartments.

The train stopped with a jerk, and there was a distant ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong sound, which must have been luggage falling from a rack.

Then, out of nowhere, all the lights went out and they were plunged into total darkness.

"What's going on?" Ron's voice came from behind Harry.

"Ouch!" Hermione gasped, "Ron, this is my foot!"

Harry groped his way back to his seat.

"Did you say the car broke down?"

"do not know……"

There was a harsh creaking sound in the darkness, and Harry saw Ron's dark, blurry figure.

He was wiping a clean spot on the window and looking out.

At this moment, Harry noticed that in the darkness, John's dragon pupil was slightly lit with a blue light, and saw this light rising upwards, it seemed that John stood up.

"Ron sit down!" John reached out and pressed Ron on the seat.

"Quiet!" Then Professor Lupine's voice sounded.

In the next second, with a slight crack, a trembling light illuminated the compartment.

Professor Lupine seemed to hold a handful of flames in his hands, and they illuminated his face, and his eyes were alert.

Beside him, John had also drawn out his wand at this moment, staring at the position of the carriage door.

"Stay still," he said in the same husky voice, and he stood up slowly, holding the flame.

John followed behind Lupine, wand in hand.

But before Lupine could reach the door, the sliding door slowly opened.

In the light of the quivering flame in Lupin's hand, a cloaked figure could be seen standing in the doorway, so tall and huge that it almost touched the ceiling.

His face was completely hidden under the hood, and Harry glanced down, what he saw made his stomach twitch.

A hand protruded from under the cloak, gleaming gray and eerie, and seemed to be covered with slime and spots, like something rotting in water after death...

The hand disappeared immediately.The man in the cloak seemed to be aware of Harry's gaze, and the hand suddenly retracted into the folds of the black cloak.

Then the cloaked figure took a long, slow breath, gurgling in the throat, as if it was taking in more than just the air around it.

A biting chill swept over them.Harry felt like he couldn't breathe.The chill penetrated into his skin, into his chest, into his heart...

In the next second, a thunderous roar was heard.
"Expecto Patronum!!!"

Immediately, silver-white light filled the entire carriage, and Harry only felt that he had come alive from that chill.

Then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

I saw John holding up the magic wand in his hand, with a dazzling silver-white light shining from the top, and in this light, a fire dragon formed by the condensed light flew out of it.

Straight to the monster that enveloped itself in the cloak.

(End of this chapter)