"Allen? Harris? You're Owen's child? "Professor Lupin picked up a piece of cake and looked at him.
This was both reasonable and beyond Allen's expectations.
"You know my father?" Allen asked in surprise.
"Of course, Owen is very famous in Ravenclaw." As if he thought of something interesting, Professor Lupin's frown loosened and he laughed heartily.
Ellen noticed that the professor, who looked so poor, was actually very handsome.
Harry and the other two sat aside and quietly ate the food in their hands, but their eyes were not idle. They were all quietly observing the new professor's speech and behavior.
"Professor, which college in Hogwarts were you in?" Allen asked knowingly.
Harry and the other two stopped eating and their faces were full of interest.
"I was studying at Gryffindor." Professor Lupin smiled at Harry and the other two in a friendly manner.
"Harry? Potter, I heard Dumbledore talk about you, a real Gryffindor. "
Harry was flattered, but Hermione and Ron were already used to it.
"Then, professor, you must know Harry's father?" Allen asked the question that Harry wanted to ask.
"Of course, in fact, I have a good relationship with James." Professor Lupin looked at Harry gently.
"Professor, then you —" Harry licked his lips and gathered his courage to ask about his father, but he was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
Three people that Harry disliked the most appeared at the door.
Draco? Malfoy, one on his left and one on his right, followed by his two best friends, Vincent. Crabbe and Gregory? Gall.
"Hey, look who this is." Malfoy opened the door of the cubicle and said in his lazy, drawling tone, "Snot and dead chicken."
Crabbe and Gall laughed like trolls.
"Malfoy!" Allen disagreed and stopped him.
"Allen!" Malfoy put away his strange look, "You'd better not hang out with these people, it will lower your style."
Then, he turned his attention to Ron.
"I heard that your father finally got some gold this summer," Malfoy said, "Was your mother shocked?"
Ron stood up and knocked over Crookshan's (Hermione's new pet) basket.
Lupin snorted. "Who is that?" Malfoy said. He saw Lupin and instinctively took a step back.
"The new teacher." Harry also stood up so that he could pull Ron back if needed. "What did you just say, Malfoy?"
Malfoy's gray eyes narrowed.
He was not a fool and would not cause trouble under the nose of a teacher.
"Let's go," he said to Crabbe and Gall in frustration.
The three of them disappeared.
Harry was busy comforting the angry Ron and forgot about asking about his father.
After eating, Professor Lupin excused himself to find a quiet cubicle to catch up on sleep and walked out.
"Wow, Harry, this year's Defense Against Black Magic class will be great! A professor who graduated from Gryffindor! "Ron couldn't contain his excitement and discussed with Harry.
Thinking of Gidro, who graduated from Ravenclaw? Lockhart, Allen suddenly felt a little annoyed and didn't want to see Harry and the others rejoicing.
Even though Allen knew from the bottom of his heart that Gidro really couldn't compare to Lupin!
Allen stood up and walked out.
The train continued to speed towards the north. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The windows of the train turned into a watery gray color and gradually darkened.
Finally, the lights in the aisles and on the luggage rack lit up at once.
The train clanked and the rain pattered. The wind howled outside the window and it was pitch black.
"Penello!" Allen saw Percy following closely behind Penello, patrolling the train and comforting the restless young wizards.
"Allen, quickly go back to your cubicle. The rain is heavy and the aisles are slippery. It's best not to run around," Percy scolded sternly.
Allen looked at the closed windows on the aisles and looked at Percy speechlessly.
He was obviously a very shrewd person, but as long as Penello was with him, Percy's brain would be eaten by something unknown.
"How is the aisles slippery? Besides, Allen is just moving around in the aisles. There's nothing to be alarmed about. "Penello bluntly defended Allen.
Percy's ears were boiling hot. Coupled with his fiery red hair, he was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
"Don't you feel like the train seems to be slowing down?" Allen didn't want to fall out with Percy. After all, he had quite a good time with Mr. Weasley's family during the holidays.
"It's still not possible." Percy retorted without hesitation. After seven years of riding the Hogwarts Express, he knew what was going on.
"Then why did it stop?" Penello asked in bewilderment.
The train became slower and slower.
The sound of the wheels gradually disappeared, and the sound of the wind and rain slammed against the windows even louder than before.
Throughout the carriage, countless heads poked out curiously from the compartments.
The train came to a halt with a thump, and there were sounds of banging and banging in the distance. It must have been the luggage that had fallen from the shelves.
Then, without any reason, all the lights went out, and they were plunged into complete darkness.
Screams and strange noises rose and fell throughout the entire carriage.
"Maybe the train broke down. As the president of the student council, I have to go take a look at the situation." Percy left with a look of arrogance.
Penello looked apologetically at Allen and hurriedly left as well.
Some of the young Magi ran to the aisles and were chased back by Penello and the prefects.
"Flickering fluorescent lights." Allen calmly walked back to the carriage where Harry and the others were.
Along the way, the young Magi who saw him followed suit. The specks of fluorescent lights brought light and stability in the dark night.
Allen opened the carriage door and found that Neville and Jenny were also in the same carriage.
Everyone seemed to be a little uneasy.
Seeing the light in Allen's hand, everyone took out their wands, and the small compartment instantly lit up.
There was an ear-piercing squeaking sound. It was Ron.
He was rubbing a clean spot on the car window and looking out.
"Something's moving outside," Ron said. "It seems like someone is getting on the train …"
"Allen, do you know what's going on? Ouch! "Hermione cried out in pain.
"Sorry —" Neville accidentally bumped into Hermione.
Just then, the sliding door slowly opened.
Under the fluorescent lights of the six wands, a cloaked figure could be seen standing at the door. He was so tall and big that he almost hit the ceiling.
His face was completely hidden under the hood.
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