Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

The Hogwarts Express is actually not very fast at all, but is unexpectedly extremely fast.

The accident happened too quickly, faster and more violent than a tornado.

The car stopped suddenly, stuck in the middle of a storm, leaving one concerned about whether it could be repaired and started again.

The lights in the car inexplicably stopped working, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the car windows were even covered with a thin layer of ice.

With a gentle breath, you can see the mist that can only be seen in winter, but it is still summer.

Anyone with any brains would understand that something was wrong.

"What happened?" Ron asked in a panic.

Hermione and Harry were equally panicked, and even the knowledgeable Hermione didn't know what was going on at the moment.

The three of them looked around in panic. Suddenly, the car shook, causing Hermione to scream.

But what was even more terrifying was what came next. A torn strip of cloth floated over from the corridor, and then, a broad hand that seemed to have only bones stretched out and opened the sliding door, revealing at the same time that it almost reached the roof of the car. Tall body.

When the door was halfway open, everyone could clearly see its hands - they might as well just be bones!

I saw that the broad palm was covered with urine, with gray-white spots scattered here and there, as if it had been soaked in a smelly ditch for a long time and was rotting but it had not completely rotted away.

When the door was completely opened, everyone saw the other person's appearance clearly. Its body was covered by a piece of black cloth, including its head and even its face, without leaving any gaps.

But even so, everyone could still imagine how terrifying the rotting body under its black robe would be.

It looked slightly into the compartment, and then, it seemed to take a deep breath.

In just a moment, a biting chill enveloped everyone, and Harry, who was facing the other party, felt a little out of breath.

At this moment, suddenly, a slender hand glowing with white light reached behind the black-robed monster's head, and then...

Bang!

With a slap from the jade hand, the black-robed monster was rotated 180 degrees, from top to bottom, and the black-robed monster's head instantly hit the corridor floor.

Everyone came back to their senses, hurriedly shrank inside and gasped for air.

At this time, a very familiar voice came from outside.

"A good dog stays out of the way. Don't stop me from getting to the dining car."

Hermione's eyes suddenly lit up, and she recognized who the owner of this voice was.

"Travis! Is that you? Travis!" Hermione shouted.

"Hermione?"

Along with the questioning voice, a woman wearing a white wedding dress and a white veil holding flowers took Travis's arm and walked into the cubicle with him.

This woman's body exudes a soft light, bringing some light into the compartment so that everyone can see each other clearly.

"Is it really you? Do you want to go to the dining car to eat something together? It's too cold here." Travis asked.

"You...she...it..."

Ron pointed at Travis, then at the woman lying on top of Travis, and then at the black-robed monster rising from the ground. He had thousands of doubts in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

Relatively speaking, Harry was calmer.

"What are these black robe monsters?" Harry asked while breathing heavily.

"Them?"

Travis glanced at the black-robed monster on the side. After the black-robed monster got up, it did not launch an attack. Instead, it retreated a distance.

"Dementors are originally from Azkaban, and I don't know who mailed them here." Travis said.

"Is it a dementor?"

"correct."

Travis nodded.

"Do you want to go to the dining car? If not, I'll go by myself."

"No, no, no, no, no..." Ron hurriedly called to Travis: "We have food here! A lot! You don't have to go to the dining car!"

"What? Are you afraid of dementors?" Travis teased.

However, Ron nodded vigorously and frankly: "Yes, yes, that's it!"

"You are quite honest."

Travis shook his head helplessly, patted the arm of the woman holding him and pointed at the Dementor.

The woman nodded slightly, released her hand and turned towards the Dementor, and then... she picked up the flower in her hand and pointed it at the Dementor's head, and the Dementor immediately flew out, very fast.

After defeating the enemy with one move, the woman returned to Travis and took Travis' arm again.

Except for the one who was sleeping with his head covered, the other three people in the carriage were stunned and couldn't believe what just happened.

"Pick up your chin, where's the food?"

Travis tapped Ron on the shoulder to wake him up.

"Huh? Oh."

Ron came back to his senses and hurriedly took food from his backpack, his eyes peeking at the wedding girl from time to time.

"Travis, who is she? Your girlfriend?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Of course not~ Do you think she is human?"

Hermione shook her head. This was what she wanted to ask just now, but she didn't because she thought it would be impolite to ask.

"Then who is she? I have never read about such a beautiful magical creature in the books."

Hermione looked at the wedding lady standing quietly next to Travis and marveled - her temperament, image, and figure were all enviable.

"It's not a magical creature, it's a patron saint, a patron saint summoned by the Patronus Charm."

"Patron saint? Your patron saint is very special."

It was not Harry, Ron, or Hermione who spoke, but Lupin, who had been sleeping before.

"Are you okay, are you?" Travis asked.

"Lupine, your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year." Lupine introduced himself.

"Then you are very special, at least you are quite courageous." Travis teased.

The two previous Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers both passed away and ended up miserable.

Anyone who is willing to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts under such circumstances is a true warrior!

Or maybe he's a tycoon with evil intentions.

Lu Ping smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just don't believe in curses. As long as I have a clear conscience, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Travis suddenly looked strange.

Lupine, a werewolf who transformed into a crazed werewolf when he saw the moon, now says he doesn't believe in curses?

"That's quite special. There are not many people who can have a clear conscience these days...especially adults."

After taking a look, I saw that both of the two long seats were occupied by two people, and there was no room for Travis at all.So Travis simply took out several large and thick magic books from his pocket and stacked them to serve as chairs.

As soon as they sat down, the train started moving again, and everyone who was still a little nervous suddenly relaxed completely.

The train continued to drive towards Hogwarts. Several people were eating and drinking, and heavy rain was pouring outside the car window.

This year at Hogwarts is about to become the most unsafe in history—until the next school year.