Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

After this incident on the train, everyone looked terrible.

It looked like the Dementors' invasion just now made them feel like someone had stuffed a few stinky goops into their mouths. Su'er could guarantee that the first thing a lot of them did after arriving at school was to send letters to their families.

Poor Fudge is about to be bombarded with howler letters again.

It was much warmer inside the train than outside, but everyone still crowded out of the train. They would rather endure the cold wind on the platform than escape from the Hogwarts Express that left them with unpleasant memories.

The weather was unusually bitingly cold on the first day of September, and the downpour was pounding heavily on the small roof of the station.

"First-year students, go this way." This year it will still be Hagrid who greets the new students, and they will carry out the traditional task of crossing the lake.

Soul heard Hagrid greet them, but the crowd swarming them in the opposite direction was only enough for him to wave to Hagrid. He didn't know if the big man saw it.

At the other end of the platform, Ye Qi stood in the rain and stepped lightly on the muddy water, shaking his head from time to time to shake off the rain.

But few wizards seem to be able to see them.

"Hi, Wu Wu." Suer recognized Ye Qi, who was leading a carriage. It was Hagrid's favorite. It was easy to identify. There was a small mark on its forehead. Hagrid heard this It was left behind when Wuwu fought with other creatures in the Forbidden Forest when he was a child.

"Herod." Wuwu seemed to still remember the little wizard Suer. He lowered his head and rubbed Suer's shoulder in a friendly manner.

"Can you see the creature pulling the carriage?" Hermione asked as she followed.

"I can see it." Suer nodded, "It's Ye Qi."

"Then why can't I see it?" Hermione was still asking as she stepped onto the carriage. It seemed that she had recovered from the shock just now.

Hannah answered this question for Soul, "Because only those who have seen death can see them."

"I can't see it either. That's the description I saw in Mr. Scamander's book."

Soul, Hermione, Hannah and Neville got into the car headed by Wuwu, and they were all crowded. Harry and Ron could only carry them back, but Soul saw Malfoy squeezing out of the way arrogantly. The others also got into the car at the back, hoping they wouldn't fight before they got to school.

There was a faint musty smell and the aroma of straw in the carriage, which perfectly blocked the rain outside, and not a single drop could seep in.

Wuwu quickly pulled them to two extraordinary wrought iron gates. Although they had already seen them, people could not help but feel the breath of time. The stone pillars on both sides of the doors were decorated with flying warts. After thousands of years, the pig still looks like new and lifelike.

The carriages were supposed to take the students straight through the main entrance and up the uphill drive to the castle, but they stopped.

A group of hooded figures blocked the door, the leading one being particularly tall.

Neville stuck out half of his head, then quickly retracted it, his expression changed, and he whispered to everyone, "It's a dementor."

Hermione took a breath and glanced at Soul with some concern.

Old God Sur was leaning on the chair in the carriage, not caring about the dementors outside at all. He knew without guessing that these dementors were here to cause trouble for him.

But don’t you look at where this is?This is not a deserted place with only tracks, this is the gate of Hogwarts!

Sure enough, not long after, a voice came from outside.

"roll."

Neville mustered up the courage to sneak out of the carriage to get information. When he arrived at Hogwarts Castle, he seemed to be bolder.

"It's Professor Snape," he said.

Unsurprisingly, as Potter's invisible guardian, of course it will be Snape, tsk tsk.

"The lead dementor is trying to talk to Professor Snape."

"But Professor Snape had his wand drawn and had no desire to communicate."

"The dementors retreat."

"We can go in."

Neville was watching and reporting the situation to everyone. As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage started to move.

The carriage drove straight in. Whether it was an illusion or not, Suer felt that there was a set of eyes staring at his location.

Professor McGonagall was already waiting in front of the castle gate, as was the castle administrator, Filch, with his hands behind his back and his waist slightly stooped.

Everyone got out of the carriage in front of the castle's oak gate and crowded under the stone steps.

"Mr. Bones, come with me." Professor McGonagall shouted at him through the crowd, with unconcealed anger on her face. Hermione immediately pinched the hem of Soul's clothes worriedly.

"It's okay." Sule held Hermione's hand comfortingly, "Maybe the professor wants to know what happened just now. You go to the auditorium first."

Hermione nodded, freed her hand, and Soul stepped out of the crowd, stepped onto the stone steps, followed Professor McGonagall through the oak door, and entered the spacious and deep entrance hall.

Without saying a word, Professor McGonagall led Soul directly through the foyer and into a long corridor with burning torches next to the auditorium.

Then, he turned into the small room at the end of the corridor, which was warmed by the fireplace. Professor Dumbledore was sitting on a sofa in front of the fireplace, with a calm expression.

"Albus, I brought Mr. Bones here." Professor McGonagall said the first words after receiving Soul.

"Excuse me, Minerva." Dumbledore showed a smile and looked at Soul behind Professor McGonagall. "I'm sorry to ask you to come before the opening ceremony. Mr. Bones, I heard about the train. what happened.”

"Can you please describe the scene to us? Including..."

"How you killed a dementor."

"Of course, Professor." Sule raised his head and looked into Dumbledore's light blue eyes hidden behind the lenses, "We were in the carriage talking about what to do after returning to the castle...a dementor..."

Suhr tried to describe the scene as briefly as possible, but he deliberately focused on describing the thrill of the time and the purpose of the dementor trying to steal the souls of everyone present.

"I said at that time, Albus, how could those dementors come to Hogwarts? This is a major threat to the safety of the students." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but said, with a look on his face. dissatisfied.

"It was an oversight on my part, Minerva. I thought the Ministry of Magic could completely restrain those Dementors." There was a hint of apology in Dumbledore's calm words.

"I must formally apologize to you. This is an apology as a coach to the students."

Suer was a little at a loss. He shook his head repeatedly, "It's okay, Professor, we have not been substantially harmed."

"Albus, I think you must write to Connelly immediately. These disgusting things must be punished. One of the conditions for Connelly letting them come to Hogwarts is that they are not allowed to disturb the peace of the students, but look , what did they do? They almost sucked away the souls of a group of students!"

Professor McGonagall said indignantly.

"I will, and it is a matter of course, Minerva." Dumbledore said calmly.