The train whistled blew.
Harry had already shopped.
He saw Hermoine, and Ron sat in the same seats in the carriage.
'I heard that dementors are coming', Ron said.
'The creatures who drain your souls', Hermoine said.
'Yes'.
Next to them was a strange man. He wore robes that were old. The weather was freezing. He grabbed his wand. 'Lumos!', he yelled. Harry saw the shadows of the dementors; he saw their black eyes mocking him. 'What's going on?', he asked him. 'Dementors. Don't move!', Professor Lupin answered. Suddenly the carriage was warmer than before. The creatures backed away, as if the weather was changing. They floated away, and everything returned to normal.
'Who are you?', Harry asked.
'Professor Lupin. I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher', he answered. The teenagers nodded, and the Hogwarts Express train stopped. 345Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiIXXy7Clr5
It was going to be a long day.
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