Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 682: Dementors

A whistle sounded suddenly on the platform.

A jet of steam erupted from the chimney of the locomotive, flooding the entire platform in an instant, and the train shook and began to move.

The Weasley brothers hurriedly put their macarons in their mouths, put their arms out of the window, and waved goodbye to the Weasleys on the platform until the train completely left the people on the platform behind.

After eating the macarons, Albert stood up and said to the three: "I have to go to the prefect car."

"Oh, we almost forgot, you are already a prefect now." The three winked at Albert and said happily, "We are now covered by a prefect."

"By the way, this is for you."

When Albert opened the compartment door and was about to leave, he seemed to think of something and handed a bottle of potion to Fred.

"What is this?"

Fred took the glass medicine bottle, stared at the golden liquid inside, blinked and asked, "Fu Lingli?"

"It's the euphoria." Albert said angrily.

"We thought it was the euphoria." The twins asked in mock disappointment, "What are you doing for us the euphoria?"

"The Dementors will definitely come and check the train to see if Blake is hiding in one of the train cars."

"Why did the dementors come to check on the train, and did Blake really hide on the train?" Lee Jordan couldn't understand how Blake got on the train.

"Black is definitely not that stupid, it should be just a routine investigation." All three looked at Albert, hoping to get a satisfactory answer.

"Dementors won't let such an opportunity pass up. For them, this train is a feast." Albert said meaningfully, "When those guys come, you can drink this. It will make you feel more comfortable."

"They shouldn't do anything to the students!" George asked worriedly.

"Those unlucky **** who are emotionally aroused will be sucked out of some happiness. If you don't like it, quickly learn the Patronus Charm, and then just put a Patronus on the faces of the dementors. However, if you can't summon a physical Patronus, don't use the Patronus Charm on Dementors, that's a provocation."

"Okay, see you later."

Albert beckoned to Tom the Fat Cat: "Go Tom, you are so heavy, don't expect me to hold you all the time."

Looking at the closed car door, Fred suddenly said, "I think he's going to do that."

"Didn't you say that the Dementors are Azkaban's guards?" Lee Jordan frowned, thinking that Dementors would probably be checked on the train.

"Dementors are evil monsters, they are unreliable."

Albert was walking down the aisle of the train, feeling many people staring at him with great interest, and a few people poking elbows at those sitting next to him, pointing at him and whispering .

After passing through several cars, Albert came to the front prefect car. Before opening the car door, he took out the prefect badge from his pocket and put it on his chest, then opened the door and walked in.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, all the people in the car turned their heads and looked over.

Albert met a lot of acquaintances.

Shanna of Gryffindor, Katrina of Ravenclaw, and Diggory of Hufflepuff all became prefects. As for Slytherin, Albert was too lazy to pay attention, since the relationship between the two parties has always been bad.

Of course, their predecessors, the previous prefects, are also here.

Everyone looked at Albert, but no one was surprised by his presence.

Being stared at by seventeen pairs of eyes, Albert was not embarrassed. After nodding at Percy and Isobel, he sat directly on the empty seat next to Shanna, and bent over to pick up the fat cat Tom Put it on the table.

"Cough cough."

Percy Weasley cleared his throat and said, "Okay, everyone is here, now let me talk about the powers and responsibilities of becoming a prefect."

"Tom is getting fatter!"

Shanna raised her hand and poked Tom, who was curled up in a ball, and whispered.

"I've been exercising a little less recently, and I'm trying to lose weight." Albert stroked Tom's smooth hair with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

On the other hand, Percy Weasley has started talking about the rights and responsibilities of prefects.

It is nothing more than patrolling, maintaining order, preventing students from fighting and playing, using prohibited items, providing help to professors at Hogwarts, and leading the way for freshmen in their respective houses...

Of course, the prefect and the student council president will have their own meeting room, and by the way, they can also use the prefect's bathroom in the castle...

In short, there isn't much the prefect needs to do, but Percy just put on the air of being a leader and told everyone abruptly for more than half an hour, making everyone impatient.

The girls need to go to Isobel's place for another few minutes of small meetings.

After the prefect's training was over, Percy asked the newly appointed prefects to go out on patrol and let the other students get to know him.

In Albert's words: to show off the authority of the prefect.

"Aren't you going out on patrol?" Percy looked at Albert suspiciously.

"I'm not interested in showing off." Albert shrugged and walked to the vacant seat beside Isobel to sit with her.

Percy was speechless.

The girls in the carriage looked at the two of them curiously and spoke in low voices.

"It's time to lose weight." Isobel urged, rubbing Tom's ears, "too fat, be careful not to catch mice." Recommended reading new https://://

"Tom doesn't eat mice." Albert took out a comb from his pocket, thought about it, and then took out a photo to show Isobel.

"Forgot to tell you last time, Tom has a litter of kittens with other female cats."

"So cute, do you have any other pictures?"

Isobel looked at the litter of cats in the photo and murmured softly.

"Yes, but this photo is the only one around me." Albert looked at Tom, who was lying lazily on the table letting Isobel comb his hair, and couldn't help shaking his head: this guy is now a cat man.

As the Hogwarts Express continued northward, the scenery outside the window was getting darker and darker. When everyone started to enjoy lunch, it started to rain outside, the scenery outside the window began to blur, and the temperature in the car dropped. some.

"It seems to want to eat?" Isobel moved the pumpkin pie he just bought and found that Tom's eyes kept following it.

"No, it's just hungry." Albert took out a packet of dried fish from his pocket, tore the package, and fed it to Tom.

"Is this all right?"

"This is his lunch." Albert gave Tom the rest of the dried fish to eat, watching him lick the wrapping paper bag, and then staring at him.

"No, you are losing weight."

Meow!

Tom let out a disgruntled cry, turned and pointed his **** at Albert.

"Is it angry?"

"Who keeps it from exercising."

Albert took a bite of the pumpkin pie and took out a box from the seamless stretch bag. Inside was neatly placed the French dessert macarons made by house elves.

Isobel thoughtfully took out a thermos and poured a cup of steaming milk tea for Albert.

The scent of milk tea instantly filled the entire carriage.

The prefects compared their lunches, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced. They felt that the scones that they had just bought in the food cart were not tasty.

"I really envy your tacit understanding."

Penello can now somewhat understand the envy of other girls.

It's like a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

Those who want to dig a corner are simply thinking too much.

Isobel also poured a cup of milk tea for Penello, and the two of them were considered good friends. After a while, Percy also sat down, and several people casually chatted about things after graduating from school.

Percy is surprised to learn that Isobel has no plans to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduating from school.

"We're not interested in working at the Ministry of Magic," Albert said calmly. "I'll probably open a shop and sell something while continuing to research what interests me, and Isobel will probably come to help me. , we have many interests in common."

"Are you going to get married in the future?" Penello was very interested in this topic.

Isobel drank tea and said noncommittally, "That's for the future."

"It's really enviable." Penello's eyes were full of longing.

"How about you?" Isobel asked.

Penello said after a long silence, "We didn't think about the future."

The Weasleys were not wealthy. If the two were to marry, they would have to wait until Percy worked for a few years and had some savings.

Moreover, Penello really didn't think about it, and didn't dare to think about it.

Percy was also a little silent, not knowing why he felt so heavy when talking about this topic. He changed the subject and asked, "What dessert is this?"

"Macarons, a famous French dessert," said Albert.

"French dessert?" Penello took a bite, the taste is really good, but I don't know why it feels a little sour.

The train continues northward ~IndoMTL.com~ Raindrops knock on the windows, rendering the view out a dense grey, and lights in the hallway and on the luggage racks.

"What's the matter, the train is slowing down, is it at Hogwarts school yet?"

"Not yet." Percy took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, stood up and said, "I'll go to the locomotive and ask the driver what's going on."

Albert looked at the layer of frost that gradually spread outside the car window, let out a soft breath, and said calmly: "There is an uninvited villain who got in the car."

All the lights suddenly went out, and the car was completely plunged into darkness.

"Prefects, keep the train in order," Percy shouted, lighting his wand.

"You know what's going on?" Diggory frowned and looked out the window glass.

"80% is the dementor who came to check if Black was hiding in the train." Albert pulled out his wand, his tone calm.

"How do you know?" asked the Hufflepuff girl next to Diggory curiously.

"It's not hard to guess by looking at the glass. I think there must be a lot of dementors outside. They are hungry and ready to get in the car to enjoy the feast."

"Don't talk nonsense, Dementors are the Ministry of Magic..."

As soon as Percy opened the door of the car, he felt a chill coming towards him. He raised his head stiffly and looked at the cloaked monster standing outside the car, the height of which was as high as the ceiling. The expression on his face Instantly froze.

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