"Mr. Fox..." Astoria opened her mouth in surprise, her face looked hopelessly cute: "My sister often writes to say that Mr. Fox is very powerful and powerful..."

"Yes, your sister is right." Shirley leaned against the window with her chin in her arms, her movements and postures were somewhat similar to Jamini.

"Have your sister said anything else?" Adria asked curiously.

"My sister also said, don't offend Mr. Fox..." Astoria looked at Jamini carefully: "Although Mr. Fox is actually very gentle."

"Your sister said that's right, did she say I'm handsome?" Jamini teased.

"Well..." Astoria smiled shyly, her face like a red apple.

"Actually, Daphne is very beautiful. Although she often mingles with Pansy, her personality is a bit bad." Jamini sighed leisurely, reached out and touched Astoria's little head: "You must not imitate your sister such a cute little girl."

"Yeah." Astoria nodded her little head.

As the few people spoke, the vehicle started to move, and the little red locomotive of the Hogwarts Express made a whimpering sound and slowly headed towards Hogwarts.

"Does Astoria want to go to?" Adria asked curiously.

Astoria thought for a while: "Well... Slytherin and Ravenclaw are both OK."

"Then go to Slytherin." Jamini said gently: "Slytherin is a good place."

"Really?" The little girl's big eyes flashed.

"That's right." Jamini nodded: "I chose to be assigned to Slytherin because I was looking forward to Slytherin. There are stupid people there, so I am so happy."

Astoria: "???"

Is there something wrong?

"But you don't learn from their pure-blood arguments, it's stupid." Jamini smiled.

"My family told me that the pure blood family is born noble." Astoria tilted her little head.

"You should not listen to other people's words." Jamini raised a finger and shook it gently: "You should observe it yourself and then draw your own conclusions."

"Pure-blood noble?" Adria sneered disdainfully: "Whether it is Mr. Fox or that Harry Potter, they are all famous, but they are all mixed-race. He never cares about bloodline. As long as he has the ability, even a little beaver from a Muggle will look up to you."

"I listen to you and have a deep resentment..." Jamini laughed dryly.

"Nothing happened." Adria pursed her lips and rolled her eyes charmingly.

Because she always feels that Jamini has a very unusual attitude towards Hermione, she has been studying hard recently and wants to smash Hermione's last advantage.

The sky was getting darker outside the car window, and it was unknown when it started to rain heavily. The emerald green Muggle Farm flashed by, and followed by a green mountain. Soon, a lake appeared in Jamini's vision.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and finally the train began to slow down.

"Is this year so early? Hogwarts speeded up quickly?" Adria frowned slightly. She was about to stand up, but a gentle force was pressed back to her seat when Jamini waved her hand.

"What happened? Sir?" Shirley reacted the most keenly.

"Ah... there's such a little trouble." Jamini scratched his hair, and the dementor came in the car. He didn't have to see it with his own eyes, and the windows were covered with ice.

But the matter was finally caused by Black. As an accomplice, Jamini felt that it would be better to take care of it. It had a butterfly effect. Who knows whether the dementor will hurt the students this time?

The magic wand swung gently, and a small fire dragon with a palm-sized slap hovered in the air.

Although it was only a little bigger than a palm, a terrifying temperature suddenly rose in the room.

Jamini opened the door of the box, took a step forward, and looked at the two dementors floating not far away.

"Go and kill them."

The little fire dragon flapped its wings and soared, rushing towards a dementor fiercely. It broke open the moment it hit the dementor, turning into a few sparks to swallow it.

The fire dragon looks a little bigger.

Immediately afterwards, Jamini shook his hand and the Fire Dragon rushed towards another dementor.

Soon, the fire dragon flashed through the carriages and rushed to the rear of the car.

There was a dementor there driven by the silver-white patron saint and wanted to escape, but Jamini didn't give it a chance to escape, so the little fire dragon went up and swallowed it completely.

"Jimine..." Hermione walked out of the last box with a pale face, her breath was a little weak: "Great, you are here, Harry fainted."

"I have chocolate." Jamini came to the last box, where Harry fell to the ground, Ron squatted beside him, and there was a man in rags next to him.

Jamini's wand flicked: "Recover quickly."

The gentle wind blew on Harry's face, and Harry slowly woke up.

Without saying a word, Jamini stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"How does it feel?"

"It's... good, thank you, Jamini." Harry muttered in a low voice.

"It's fine." Jamini stood up: "This is imported French chocolate, one pound of ten sico, remember to give me the money."

"Ah..." Ron looked at Jamini in amazement: "Brother, please comfort him first?"

"Who was screaming just now?" Harry looked a little weak.

"No one screamed..." Ron looked at him with some concern: "It could be that thing, it was killed by Jamini."

"No, what I hear is the screams of people..." Harry chewed the chocolate weakly: "That's the dementor?"

During the holiday, Sirius told him about these guards of Azkaban. He felt very sorry for Sirius now. How did he spend more than ten years with this thing?

"Yes, that's the dementors. They come from the Hogwarts training class - Azkaban. Why, do you want to keep one?" Jamini smiled.

"Get me aside..." Harry shivered, then he looked at Jamini with some confusion: "How did you kill it?"

Jamini sat aside with her legs crossed, shrugged when she heard this: "Lihuo."

"Oh..." Hermione's face looked a little pale, and the down-and-out man next to her also looked surprised.

"Can you teach me?" Harry asked expectantly.

"No Harry, you can't learn it." Hermione looked at Harry sincerely: "That's a fierce fire, a very dangerous black magic. I've just heard of its terribleness. That thing is not something that ordinary people can control. If you accidentally stick to a little... Oh my God..."

"Yes, I'm so old, I don't have the courage to use Lihuo." The down-and-out man next to him nodded, and then he looked at Jamini: "You are much stronger than the rumors that you can use that thing to this level."

"Thank you for your praise, I'm honored to meet you, Professor Lupin." Jamini nodded gently.

Lupin smiled: "Ha...yes, I am your teacher of black magic defense this year, please show mercy."

"What?" Jamini was puzzled.

Hermione looked at him funnyly: "The first two black magic defense teachers all entered the Azka class, it seems that they have something to do with you?"

Jamini: "…"

At least they survived, so it's still normal, right?
Chapter completed!