Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"what?"

"Kneazles can sense danger."

The train was getting slower and slower. Nietzsche looked out the dark window and found that the darkness even covered the silhouettes of trees and weeds on the roadside.

The ocean fell from the sky, as if it was going to overturn the entire train. Everyone could feel the carriage begin to shake. Suddenly, the train stopped abruptly, but they did not see the familiar Hogsmeade Station.

The lights in the corridor were also turned off.

You know, this is a magic lamp!

When the darkness outside the window began to spread in the carriage, Nietzsche realized what it meant to be "pitch dark". There was only a dining table between him and the two professors sitting opposite him, but he could not see any silhouettes.

Not even a vague outline can be seen.

"What happened?"

"Ginny?"

"Don't run around, I'll go see what's going on!"

"I heard the car door open. Did someone get in?"

The carriage was in chaos, and the temperature inside began to drop rapidly.

"The sun is shining like day!"

Hermione was sitting by the window. She put her hand on the window and could feel a thick layer of frost on it. She tried to use an illumination spell, but even so, she and Nietzsche could only see a faint fluorescence.

And if you are a little further away, you can't see any light.

Just like a black hole, the darkness here absorbs all the light and temperature.

"Quiet!" Professor Lupin opened his eyes, suddenly opened the door of the compartment, and walked out with Grindelwald.

With the crackling sound of firewood in the stove, Lupin held the wand in his right hand and clenched his left hand into a fist. Everyone in the corridor could see that he seemed to be holding a ball of silver flame in his hand.

The faint silver light was the lighthouse, and people couldn't help but move towards it.

In the silver light, Lupin's determined eyes were always fixed on the front, and his tired face was tense.

"Everyone, go back to your cubicle." He noticed that among the group of students huddled together next door, there was a student with a scar on his forehead. He then continued to shout to the front, "The person you are looking for is not here. Get out!"

Nietzsche threw Crookshanks into Hermione's arms, then took out his wand and walked out.

He found that the person getting on the car was a man in a cloak... No, not a person, just a black cloak, which slowly floated over and finally stopped in a place that the silver light could not illuminate.

And made some 'chuckle' sounds of inhaling.

At this time, Grindelwald took action.

He snapped his fingers, and suddenly blue flames appeared in the lights in the corridor. The flickering flames seemed to be burning the darkness here, making a hissing sound and illuminating the entire corridor.

But Lupin turned his head sharply to look at his companion, as if he had seen a ghost.

If he guessed correctly...this is Li Huo, right? !

Volume 1: Chapter 149 The wind was howling, and the people standing on the train...

What kind of monster is that?

The body looked like a tattered corpse, and the hands that stretched out from the robes showed grayish white skin under the illumination of the fierce fire, covered with slime and spots, with no facial features, and only a twisted swirling mouth on the face.

Just by taking a look at it, Nietzsche felt a sense of panic in his mind.

"Sirius Black is not hidden here, this is the Hogwarts Train!" Lupin warned.

But the other party ignored him and bent down like a dog, pressing his straw-like mouth against the cubicle. But at this moment, Harry seemed to be stimulated and suddenly fell to the ground and began to twitch.

Lupin whispered, "It can't stay here."

He's asking for Grindelwald's help.

"What's that?" Hermione swallowed and hugged Crookshanks for warmth.

"Dementors," Grindelwald said gently, "feed on happiness. They are the opposite of everything positive. In Muggle terms, they are the embodiment of negative nihilism... Remember this, this is a rare experience for you!"

Professor Glendale's voice penetrated the compartment of the carriage.

This made Lupin a little strange. He looked at this weird old wizard and didn't know what to say... Come on, there are students who fainted, and you still say this is a rare learning experience?

Well, it is true that learning is necessary, and the key point is to dispel students' fear.

"I agree with this point of view. For example, what should you do next time you meet such an unreasonable wizard?"

The conversation between Lupin and Grindelwald caused the students hiding in the cubicles to open the doors a crack. They all gathered together to see what the professors' methods were.

At their age, curiosity always prevails.

"Expecto Patronum!" Professor Lupin took a step forward and chanted the spell loudly. There was a crackling sound from the wand as before, and then a beam of silver light shot out.

The carriage illuminated by the fierce fire looked like the stone corridor outside the Ministry of Magic's courtroom. Everyone saw the silver light piercing the Dementor's chest like a sharp sword.

Immediately afterwards, Nietzsche first felt the train car shake, and then he heard the Dementors' sharp cry.

It ran away without looking back...but the train did not start, so Grindelwald and Lupin looked at each other, the former followed it and completely disappeared in the aisle, while the latter walked towards the front of the train.

"Um..." Lupin turned around and hesitated towards the girl holding a cat next to him.

Only then did he remember that he did not know these two children.

"Hermione Granger."

"Miss Granger, there are chocolates in my suitcase. Please help me distribute them to the frightened students." He looked up, smiled kindly and said to her, "Excuse me, but I need to talk to the driver..."

So in the aisle lit by the fierce fire, Hermione held Crookshanks in one hand and distributed the dark chocolates with the other.

The taste was no different from ordinary chocolate. It was a little bitter at first, and then slowly turned into sweetness. A warm current rushed to her toes, and slowly, all the students in the carriage came to their senses.

But Hermione was still looking outside worriedly. Things did not get better, because the sky outside did not brighten again after the Dementors left.

In fact, this was indeed the case. Nietzsche followed Professor Lupin through the prefect's carriage and when he reached the front of the car, he found that the driver's face was pale and he dared not move, but just shivered.

Nietzsche thought that he was probably frightened because... because he saw a group of people blocking the way in front of the car...

A horde of Dementors.

"Did they notice something?" the driver said in despair.

"Even if Sirius is really in the car, we can't let them search!" Lupin looked at the group of Dementors and made up his mind, "These barbaric and disgusting things will not let the students here go."

Just as he was about to get off the car and put an end to it, Nietzsche stopped him.

Because the other professor was quicker than him, Grindelwald stood on the train in the heavy rain, facing the overwhelming group of Dementors without showing any timidity or hesitation.

With a simple flick of the wand (a branch), the driver's hand-held starter started on its own.

Wave after wave of flames emerged from the tip of the staff. Under control, these flames took the shapes of some monsters and surrounded the surroundings. What was even more amazing was that these increasingly powerful fires were almost clinging to the train.

The train started to sprint, with rumbles and whistles, and the wall of Dementors was scattered.

The wind was howling, and the person standing on the train, clearing the way for everyone was a true hero!

The rain evaporated in the air before it even touched the body of the train. The train was engulfed in flames and surrounded by steam. It was a train returning from hell to the human world, speeding towards Hogwarts Castle at the fastest speed.

"Did Professor Dumbledore get it wrong?" Lupin was completely stunned as he looked at the figure above his head who was directing Fiendfyre to stop the Dementors.

Is there a possibility that he is actually the 'assistant'?

With his mediocre skills, he is unqualified to have an old wizard of this level cooperate with him in teaching... Lupin looked at the flames attached to the car body and pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

"Are they dead?" That was all Nietzsche cared about.

"Dementors cannot be killed, and they cannot be killed." Lupin took out a piece of chocolate from his arms and broke it in half. "They exist in fear, and as long as the world is not at peace, they will never disappear."

So the question is, if all the people in the world were killed, would the Dementors disappear fundamentally, or would they quietly wait until the next intelligent creature was born?

Of course, Nietzsche was just curious...

In order not to scare this low-key and introverted professor, he would rather swallow the question.

After returning to the cubicle, most people either planned to take a break or discussed the two professors' superb magic.

"Those two professors were as thin as bones. At first, I was worried that a gust of wind would make them fall down..." Seamus took a bite of the chocolate, bent his knees and hugged himself together.

Countless white mists appeared along with the talking.

"That's a Dementor!" Hannah gestured back and forth, saying in horror, "It's the first time I've seen one in my life, and it was so close to me... I dare say that these two professors are definitely not just for show."

I'm talking about you! Lockhart!

Especially Grindelwald, he was the most arrogant, drying his clothes in various ways in front of Hermione and tidying up his hairstyle with only a few white hairs, looking like a white-feathered parrot.

The most common way for two professors to get closer is to brag to each other.

"Beautiful reaction and Patronus Charm." Grindelwald did not hesitate to praise.

"You too have...enviable control skills. There must be only a few wizards in the world who can control Fiendfyre to such perfection." Lupin took another bite of chocolate, trying to calm himself.

When Crookshanks saw his master coming back, he simply crawled forward a few steps and lay on the thighs of both Nietzsche and Hermione.

"How did you stop Fiendfyre from burning down the train? It's too dangerous!" Hermione closed the door and lowered her voice, very worried that others would hear her.

It was also the first time that Lupin had seen such a bizarre way of getting along -- the student actually scolded the professor with a serious face.

"Because I'm not good at using the Patronus Charm~" Grindelwald answered without any hesitation, as if it should be so. If he can't use it, he can't use it. If he's not used to using it, he's not used to using it.

"This is too..." Hermione actually wanted to say too dangerous.

But whenever she thought of the flame that burned the darkness and drove away the Dementors, she felt excited inside and told herself that she must learn this spell, as if she had awakened to something extraordinary.

Grindelwald also noticed this. He closed one eye, opened the other and observed, and finally sneered.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

Volume 1: Chapter 150: The Bat Who Hates Everyone

(I hope WBG can make it to the semi-finals, woooo)

The train finally arrived at the station.

This was probably the most spectacular sight Hagrid had ever seen - the wheels and carriage connections of the Hogwarts Express were all on fire, and when it stopped, all the rainwater on the platform had evaporated.

Those clouds could not disperse for a while, forming a mist that covered the Hogsmeade platform.

"What's going on?" Hagrid used his palms as a fan to vigorously disperse the smoke and steam around him, "Are you okay?!"

But except for the first-year students, no one paid any attention to him. Everyone was still immersed in the previous story.

The group rode in the Thestral carriage in a daze. When they passed the main gate, they found two Dementors standing next to the stone pillars on both sides. Even sitting in the carriage, Hermione and Nietzsche could feel the coldness of falling into an icy lake.

"Why are they here in the school instead of guarding Azkaban?" Nietzsche was somewhat disgusted by these creatures.

Seeing that he didn't know, Hermione told him what she and the professor had seen in Diagon Alley.

"It's about Sirius Black's escape from prison. He blew up the whole street, causing countless casualties." Hermione frowned, also feeling a little strange. "But why did the Ministry of Magic impose martial law on Hogwarts?"

Are all the police in the magical world that kind of thing?

What are the Aurors for then...

My goodness, is Fudge trying to cut spending on the Auror Department?

Unfortunately, the only possible explanation was that the two professors did not walk the same path as the students. They needed to enter the school early and sit in the guest of honor seats before the students arrived at the auditorium.

Crookshanks stood on Nietzsche's thigh, clawing at the window with his forelimbs, and looked seriously at the castle tower that was getting closer and closer.

"Frightened to the point of fainting? Potter?" Draco, who had just gotten off the car, began to mock the Gryffindors who were huddled together for warmth, "You are so inexperienced and timid... Why are you so scared? Are you really shielding that criminal?"

"What makes you think I would help a dark wizard who killed thirteen people... maybe he's looking for you." Harry pushed him away with his elbow.

But when Hermione got out of the car, he immediately shut his mouth and turned his back to the two of them.

However, this behavior made Hermione feel even more amused. She glanced at Daphne behind Malfoy and deliberately said, "I will never doubt you. Don't worry. After all, aren't you playing with Muggles now?"

Malfoy and Muggles?

This made many people unable to believe it and they thought they had heard it wrong. You know, Draco Malfoy was almost expelled last year.

"How surprising! It looks like Malfoy is going to become a pure-blood traitor too," Ron said sarcastically.

"Is this true?" Pansy asked, holding his hand.

"This... is true, that's right." Malfoy immediately said gloomily, "Granger, it's you Muggle dukes, princes and other guys who invited us to be their guests. Who would refuse the gold that is delivered to the door?"