The stranger who suddenly broke in was a tall and thin young witch.

His face was thin, his nose was slightly longer, and his face was slightly pale.

He glanced at the three people in the compartment and nodded with a cold expression. Then, he sat down directly on the last empty seat.

"Sir..." Hermione cleared her throat and asked tentatively: "Is it you..."

Before she could finish her words, the stranger was already rushing to answer: "The new teacher of Hogwarts!"

His voice was very cold, and he felt like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away when he spoke.

Hermione, Matthew and Neville looked at each other, and they immediately decided that the stranger in front of them must be difficult to deal with.

The stranger had no intention of continuing to communicate with them. He took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket and stuffed them into his ears. Then, he took out a pair of eye masks and brought them up...

Finally, he leaned against the window, moved, and began to rest, and seemed to fall asleep quickly.

...

Matthew, Hermione and Neville subconsciously distanced themselves from this stranger.

"New Professor?" Neville frowned, looked at the lifeless figure of the stranger and asked in a low voice, "I don't know which course he teaches?"

"It's still a question," Hermione whispered, "there's only one vacant, isn't it? Transformation."

"Don't be so arbitrary, nor can we rule out that there may be other situations." Matthew added.

Hermione pouted, feeling that Matthew was deliberately quarreling, although she didn't say anything.

All three of them carefully looked at Neville's sleeping stranger and kept a certain "safe distance" from him.

Last year they also had a very popular teacher for deformation courses, but after most of the semester, they realized that the teacher was actually a vampire and was suspected of participating in a series of attacks on campus...

"Well, I hope he can do it." Neville said with some doubt, "although he doesn't look very reliable."

In the latter sentence, he spoke very little, and only allowed Matthew and Hermione to hear it.

"You should not behave like a person," Hermione cleared her throat and whispered, "Do you still remember Professor Troca last semester? He acted quite reliable, but he was a vampire who did everything! "

Matthew frowned slightly, although he did not refute Hermione.

At this moment, the strange teacher who was asleep suddenly moved.

They looked at him with some concern, afraid that their conversation would disturb him or belittle him to hear him. But they saw that the stranger just turned his head to one side, opened his mouth slightly, and then continued to sleep.

The three of them quickly shut their mouths and did not dare to make any noise to avoid disturbing him.

...

The Hogwarts Express train headed north, and the fertile farmland and pastures outside the window began to slowly become sparse, resulting in a little desolate scenery.

The sky also became gloomy and was naturally covered with dark clouds; although it was still early, the sky quickly darkened.

With the emergence of this stranger, their trip suddenly became a little boring.

After all, there is such an "outsider", and they no longer dare to continue making noise, laughing, and worrying about disturbing him... Even when discussing hot topics such as "Azkaban's prison escape incident", they could only argue in a low voice.

It was about noon that the waitress with a dimpled face pushed open the door of their compartment.

"Dear, do you need some snacks?"

The three of them were naturally a little hungry.

"Do we wake him up?" Hermione looked at the half-lying professor, who looked like he was sleeping soundly.

"Forget it." Neville spread his hands.

He didn't forget that when the strange professor entered the compartment earlier, he faced their attitude: "The food truck should always stay in the front of the car, and when he wakes up, he can go over by himself... We will not disturb him anymore."

The other two agreed, and then they returned to their seats and began to feast on pumpkin pie and chocolate cake.

And after they were all full, the atmosphere became awkward again.

Matthew and Hermione simply took out the textbooks and looked at the book.

Neville bent down and went to tease Hermione's cat, and Crook Hill.

...

It was soon afternoon and the sky became even more gloomy.

The train continues to run northward.

It started to rain in the sky, and the endless mountains outside the car windows became blurred.

"When will we wait until we can get to Hogwarts?" Neville asked tiredly.

He had given up on teasing Crook Mountain because the little guy was too lazy to move and was unwilling to cooperate with Neville.

"It will take at least four hours." Matthew replied, looking at his watch.

"Bad news!" Neville sighed.

Just when Matthew happened to close the Standard Spell · Level 2 written by Miranda Goshak—

"Oh, by the way," Neville suddenly remembered something and shouted abruptly, "There's another thing..."

"Shh!" Hermione raised an index finger in front of her lips, threw an unhappy expression at Neville, and pointed to the strange professor beside her.

Matthew prefers that because Hermione's thoughts in reading were interrupted by Neville's voice, he seems a little dissatisfied.

"Sorry," Neville smiled a little silly, and lowered her voice: "I just want to say, you may be able to see my dad this semester?"

"Oh?" Matthew looked at Neville with some curiosity.

"He will be responsible for the defense of Hogwarts in the next year," Neville explained.

"Didn't the Ministry of Magic send dementors to defend Hogwarts?" Hermione asked in confusion: "I remember your father is Auror..."

"I only tell you two, don't say it out..." Neville's voice lowered: "Some senior officials of the Auror Command believe that the Dementors have no effect on the three fugitives, so they can't defend against them by relying so some Aurors will also participate in the defense of Hogwarts..."

"It's just Azkaban's fugitive. Why does the Ministry of Magic defend Hogwarts?" Matthew asked suddenly calmly: "There is actually no connection between the two..."

Neville was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in confusion.

A confused look appeared on Hermione's face.

Matthew just finished speaking—

At this moment, the lights in the aisle and in the luggage rack suddenly lit up.

The train clattered and its speed became slower and slower.
Chapter completed!