Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

Chapter 185

King's Cross Station.

Nine and three-quarters of the platform.

The incoming first-year wizards were bustling with anticipation and curiosity on their faces.

The train to Hogwarts was now quietly parked on the side of the platform.

After Lorne put Hermione's salute into the Divine Space, the two of them crossed the crowd and boarded the black-and-red steam train.

Since I got on the train late, the carriages in front were already occupied, so I had to look for a place at the back of the train.

"Lorne, Hermione?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind Lorne.

When I looked back, it was Harry and Ron.

The two of them were standing there with large suitcases.

"Didn't you two get in the car a long time ago?"

Lorne asked, a little confused.

"Why haven't you found the carriage yet?"

"The carriage was too full, so Harry and I came out to find one. "

Ron, whose hair was a little messy, said helplessly.

Fred and George and Ginny were three people, and if you added the two of them, it would be five.

A maximum of four people can sit in a carriage.

In desperation, the two of them had to come out and find another one.

"Didn't you two find the carriage either?"

Harry asked.

"We're going to take a look at the back of the car. "

Hermione raised her eyebrows and whispered.

She didn't want to be in the same compartment as anyone else, because then she wouldn't be able to do more to Lorne.

"Hey, there's just one person in this car!"

At this time, Ron, who had found a carriage in front of him, shouted at Lorne and them.

Lorne took Hermione's hand and walked over to take a look.

In the corner of the room was a man sleeping with his head covered in a shabby overcoat, and on the luggage rack was a suitcase belonging to him, and the name was engraved on it:

Remus John Lupin.

"Why don't you two come in?"

Ron, who had put down his luggage, asked Lorne, who was still standing outside the door.

Hermione, who was standing next to Lorne, half-squinted and tugged at his sleeve.

"Forget it, the five of us are still a little crowded, Hermione and I will go to the back and look for it. "

Feeling the movement of his sleeves, Lorne instantly understood what the little witch meant.

"That'll do. "

Glancing at the young couple, Ron didn't say anything.

After all, the five-person carriage is indeed crowded.

Maybe it's because the number of little wizards this year is a bit large, and the carriage in front is more or less full of people.

Eventually, an empty carriage was found at the end of the train.

Lorne sat near the window, and Hermione sat across from him.

He put some magazines and snacks on the table from the Kamui space to pass the time of boredom during the journey.

The blue field scenery outside the window is indeed beautiful, but no matter how much you look at it, you will get tired of it.

Incidentally, the frogcub went on a trip a month before school started.

Until now, he has not been sent back a single photo.

I don't know which world I've been to play again.

After all, frog cubs have a wide range of friends, including snakes, electric rats, and even robot cats.

"The man who slept just now was Professor Lupin, did you see that?"

Hermione picked up a Momotaro rice ball and took a bite of it, then said to Lorne.

Miss Granger immediately saw the name engraved on the worn suitcase, and it just so happened that they had a professor named Lupin the next semester.

"I know, he's the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. "

Lorne took out the Hogwarts opening letter and placed it on the table.

Professor Lupin's position and origin have been described above.

These are meant to reassure the parents of the little wizards.

Professor Lupin?

If memory serves, he's also a werewolf.

Sirius's desire to get the Horse Charm also had something to do with him.

Thinking of Sirius, Lorne didn't let him come with him to Hogwarts.

One was because Tom needed help, and the other was that he didn't want the rat to escape early.

The Marauder Quartet are familiar with each other's Animagus forms.

The exception is Lupin, as he is a werewolf.

"I'm going to be a professor in Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester..."

Hermione read the letter in a whisper.

"It's Defence Against the Dark Arts again!"

The little witch couldn't help but say.

Basically, there is a new professor every semester in this course.

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but think of what Lorne had said about the curse of the position.

"Lorne, why do you think Lockhart is okay?"

Hermione propped her chin and stared at him with a pair of brown eyes.

"Geralt... I guess it's because I left my job early. "

Lorne froze for a moment, then chuckled.

Lockhart was worse than Professor Quirrell, at least the other beheaded one had already rested in peace, and Lockhart had been resurrected by him and made a puppet.

.........

As the train moves slowly on the tracks, the bright sunlight outside the window is replaced by the setting sun.

"Hmm... It felt like it was going to rain outside. "

Hermione rested her head on Lorne's shoulder, her somewhat hazy eyes looking out the window.

Halfway through the train, the little witch ran to his side, and as she approached, she could not help but fall asleep.

I've just woken up now.

Outside the window, there was still some bright sunlight and a cloud, and it looked dark and misty at this time, making it impossible to see any real scenery.

"Awake?"

Lorne saw the magazine in his hand on the table, and pinched the cheek of the little witch who was still a little sleepy.

"Hmm..."

"It's a bit cold. "

Miss Granger nodded slightly, feeling some cold air around her, and she subconsciously leaned into Lorne's arms.

The temperature throughout the carriage did drop.

Lorne looked out the window at the dark sky, thoughtful.

As a pair of scarlet scythe kaleidoscopes emerged, he could clearly see the creatures hiding behind the clouds.

They are the genesis of everything that happens.

Dementors.

Is it here to search Sirius?

Lorne quietly closed his eyes.