Harry Potter: Glory of the King

"You are?" Professor Lu Ping couldn't confirm what the students around him looked like in the dark.

"We are going to be in third grade at Hogwarts soon, sir." Ona said politely, "there is another first grade than ours—we are both Gryffindor students."

"Oh... child of Gryffindor." Professor Lupin smiled.

"I’m Ona ​​Clough, and here are my sister Glory Clough, my classmates Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Ron Weasley, and his sister Kim Ni Weasley, and finally Harry Potter." Ona quickly introduced the people in the carriage.

"Harry Potter?" Lupin really noticed the last name Ona said. He tried to look at the carriage, and he could vaguely see some outlines after he had adapted to the darkness.

"Hello Professor Lupin!" Harry said awkwardly.

"Hello," Lupin said kindly.

Then everyone fell silent. Professor Lupin's wand suddenly made a slight crackling sound, and a flame appeared on the head of his wand, illuminating the carriage. His face was tired and gray, but his eyes were wary and cautious. "I'll take a look, you guys wait here for a while."

But when he got up, the door was already open, and a monster with a cloak and a height of the ceiling appeared. Even Ona, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but startled - it was a dementor.

Its face was hidden under the turban, and a hand stretched out from the cloak. It was gray, thin, and scabbed, shimmering. Harry stared at the hand closely, and then saw it retract it.

Everyone felt like it was taking a deep breath, sucking something away, and a chill passed across the body, and then Harry fainted suddenly, and Ona supported him the first time—because Professor Lupin spoke angrily. . "Hey! None of us hid Sirius Black under the cloak!"

But the Dementor didn't respond, and I don't know if it didn't understand it. Lupin didn't get used to it, but immediately chanted the spell in a low voice, and a silver light replaced the flame, rushing towards the dementor-that was the patron saint spell. The Dementor retreated, and Ona helped Harry to his seat.

Everyone looked at Harry worriedly-although they felt very uncomfortable, Harry was the only one who fainted. He seemed to be saying something, and then Ona asked Ginny to hold Harry with his wand lightly One point, a small stream of water poured on Harry's face, and he quickly woke up-at this time, the train had just turned on the lights and was about to start.

"What happened?" Harry was ignorant. "I heard someone screaming..."

"No one screamed, Harry." Ron said with a pale face, and Harry wiped his face with his hand, not knowing whether he was sweating or Ona splashing water. "Where is that monster?"

"Professor Lupin drove away." Ona said simply, took out a chocolate frog and handed it to Harry: "Eat a piece, it will be much better."

Professor Lupin went out after driving off the dementors. He just happened to be back now. He glanced at the chocolate frog in Ona's hand and nodded approvingly: "Eat, it's good to eat. I should go to the driver to say something now. Then, you guys are ready-you will be there in a while."

Lupin seemed to specifically come back to see Harry. Instead of trying to get into the carriage, he turned around and left.

Harry was a little embarrassed: "I don't understand—what happened just now?"

"I think you were scared or something else." Ron said hastily. "Are you better now?"

"Don't worry-no one will spread this thing out-I guess it has something to do with the injuries you have suffered." Ona relieved, "And the dementor is like this-it absorbs all the elements of happiness as its part. nourishment."

"Oh, hell, that's a dementor!" Ron couldn't help but shouted, Neville was also frightened, and the two of them were holding each other and shivering. In fact, the girls are almost the same. The three girls are close to each other. , And Ginny had to look after Harry distractedly.

Harry felt better after eating chocolate, at least he could move a little bit.

Professor Lu Ping also came back soon: "We are going to Hogwarts in ten minutes."

Fortunately, everyone is basically wearing the wizard's cloak-after all, they were sent by the Ministry of Magic, so Ona and the others were the Broken Cauldron Bar wearing the wizard's cloak early in the morning. And Neville wears a wizard's cloak all year round—he doesn't need to wear Muggle clothes.

Still in a panic when he got out of the car, Hagrid took the first-year freshman away. Before leaving, he greeted Harry and the others in a friendly manner. Ona and the others found the carriage with ease, and it didn't take long for them to enter Hogwarts in the carriage.

Malfoy glanced at them from a distance, but in the end he did nothing. Professor Lupin also followed in the carriage, and he entered the castle with the students.

"Craft, Granger, and Potter." Professor McGonagall called Ona and the others. Glory glanced at her and McGonagall said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm looking for your brother-you are here Come to my office."

Ona smiled and held Hermione's hand, motioned to Glory to say don't worry, Glory didn't care, and took Ginny's hand and left.

Harry was a little at a loss, he looked a little worried.

"Don't be so frowning—Weasley, go over there!" McGonagall drove away the curious Ron, and then led the three of them out of the chatting crowd, through the front hall, and up the marble staircase, along Walked the corridor into Professor McGonagall’s office.

This is a small room with warm flames rising from the fireplace. Professor McGonagall went to sit behind his desk and motioned for the three of them to sit down.

"Professor Lupin sent an owl and said you were sick on the train, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked with concern.

"No..." Just as he spoke, someone knocked on the door. It turned out to be Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse. As soon as she came in, Harry became even more nervous: "Actually I'm fine, I don't need any..."

"Oh, it's you!" Madam Pomfrey glanced at him. "What happened?"

"It's a dementor, Pomfrey," Professor McGonagall replied.

"Let the dementors be stationed around the school," exchanged glances with Professor McGonagall, and Madam Pomfrey chuckled disapprovingly, and then vomited, "He won't be the first person to be affected so much. , The whole body is cold and wet. Those are terrible things, and their impact on those who can't stand the touch..."

"I can't stand the touch!" Harry was a little angry.

"Of course you are not." Madam Pomfrey looked absently. "You look okay. Do you need to go to the school hospital to rest for a night?"

"Ona gave me chocolate, and I feel pretty good now, good." Harry replied.

"Really?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at Ona approvingly. "You did a good job, boy."

"Are you sure you are okay, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked harshly.

"Yes. I'm sure." Harry said.

"Very well, Pomfrey, you take him outside to see again. I have something to talk to Mr. Clough and Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall gestured, "About their timetable. Then we can work together. I went to dinner."