Chapter 191 (1/2)
Harry, Ron, Vaseline, and Hermione follow the corridor looking for empty cars, but all of them are full, only the last one is not.
There was only one person in the carriage, sitting by the window, sleeping soundly. Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione stopped on the threshold.
The Hogwarts Express train is usually for students, who have never met an adult here, except for the witch pushing their food cart.
The stranger was wearing an extremely worn wizard's robe, patched in several places. He looked sick and tired. He looks very young, but his light brown hair is mixed with spontaneity.
”Who do you think he is?” Ron shrieked. They sat down and closed the door. They sat as far away from the window as possible
”Professor R.J. lupin.” Hermione whispered immediately.
”How do you know that?”
”It says on his box.” Hermione replied, pointing to the luggage rack on the head, where there was a small old box tied with many ropes and tied neatly. The words ”Professor R.J. lupin” were printed in the corner of the box, and the letters had peeled off.
”I don't know what he teaches?” Ron said, frowning at Professor Lupin's lifeless profile.
”Obviously,” said Fanlin, ”there's only one empty seat, right? ”Defense against the dark arts.”
”Well I hope he can be qualified for this job, at least better than guidro and lodge... ” Hermione said angrily, ”Damn it, I didn't learn anything from both of them, especially Mr. gidrow Lockhart, where did he go?”
”It's like America...” Vernin said, ”dobby, keep an eye on it for me. Gidrow can't stay in England anyway.”
”Indeed Harry nodded. They were the ones who had caused gydrow's fate.
”Well, Harry...” Ron said, ”what do you want to say to us?”
”That's it...” Harry motioned for a few people to come over, and he whispered.
”Mr. Weasley just said to me that Sirius escaped for me...”
”For you?” Hermione exclaimed, ”what does he want from you?”
”Harry, did you find out...” Vaseline frowned. ”Harry has been under the supervision of the Ministry of magic since he escaped from the Dursleys, as can be seen from Fudge's agreement with Harry.”
”Agreement? Cornell fudge? Harry, why do you have an appointment with the Minister of magic