The card draw starts in Azkaban

The weather in Hogwarts is getting worse and worse, with heavy rain and cold winds cooling the temperature.

The Whomping Willow swayed its branches in the wind and rain.

Looking out from this classroom, the wind is roaring, it is two o'clock in the afternoon, but the light is no different from the evening.

Dark and gloomy.

For a moment, Du Wei was in a daze.

He looked at the dark, fluttering Dementors and felt as if he had returned to Azkaban again. He couldn't help but feel lost in thought, and his hands in his trouser pockets were trembling.

It wasn't until someone called his name that he felt much better.

"professor?"

Du Wei came back to his senses and saw most of the students leaving, except for a little witch who looked at him with bright eyes.

This shiny witch is Luna, Luna Lovegood.

A very interesting little girl.

"Is something wrong? Luna? Did I not explain the knowledge point thoroughly enough today?"

Du Wei asked, and Luna asked: "No, Professor, what are you looking at?"

"Dementors."

He motioned Luna to look at the Dementors outside. A bolt of lightning flashed across the clouds, illuminating the dark monsters.

Like a dead monster, wearing a black burqa.

It's chilling.

"I always feel that the number of these dementors has changed. Luna, what do you think?"

Du Wei asked Luna, and Luna said softly: "I don't know, but my father always said that dementors cannot be exterminated. They are the embodiment of malice in this world, so they will also disappear with the emergence of human malice.

Appear.

So, Professor, if you think there are more Dementors, they probably really are."

"Who knows, maybe. I like to see your father's naysayers. Please tell him to insist on publishing."

Du Wei said, "Speaking of dementors, maybe they themselves are afraid."

"Okay, my father will definitely insist."

After finishing speaking, Du Wei said to Luna: "I remember you have a class next. If you don't go there now, you will be late."

Luna nodded and skipped away, leaving the bottom of a beer bottle for Duwei.

Du Wei liked the way she walked very much, so he put the bottom of the glass bottle away.

After she left, Duwei saw Snape walking in. He stepped out of the way and called the little witch over. After making sure that there was no one else in the room, he closed the door and said coldly to Duwei: "You

The time has come.”

"Come on, Severus, you're making me feel like I'm going to die."

Du Wei said easily, while clearing away the items on the table: "Should we still take a week's rest?

Okay, this weather is really not suitable for turning into a werewolf.

By the way, Severus, can you put some sugar in my Wolfsbane potion to make it taste better?"

"If sugar is put in the Wolfsbane potion, the potion will lose its effect, idiot."

Snape said without mercy, he took out a bottle of wolfsbane potion from his body and said: "This is your potion for today. You will need to take the potion starting from the eve of the full moon night.

You need to take it ahead of time."

He said expressionlessly.

Duwei shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, Severus, I did get sick at that time.

But generally speaking, aren’t medicines boiled now?

I remember last time, you cooked one portion every day.

What, you also learned to prepare for a rainy day?"

Du Wei recognized the potion bottle. This potion bottle was specially used to reserve potions to prevent some potions from losing their medicinal properties due to improper storage.

Snape looked at Lupine with disgust and did not answer his words.

"How has Harry been studying lately?"

He didn't speak, but Duwei asked him to talk. When Snape heard this topic, his expression suddenly became even worse.

"Mr. Potter is as stubborn and stupid as ever, and Occlumency is making no progress."

Snape thought about the game between him and Harry Potter in the past few days.

It's a real game.

Snape really planned to teach this idiot Potter Occlumency. He didn't think that if Voldemort wanted to tamper with Harry Potter's brain, Harry Potter would be able to tell the difference between true and false.

For the sake of this idiot child's life, Snape decided to spend all his money to teach him Occlumency.

But!

Something happened that made him angry.

Harry Potter is full of resistance to him!

This made him furious!

How stupid!

Just as stupid as his damn father.

Who is the Dark Lord and who is Harry Potter?

How could he withstand the Dark Lord's temptation?

But that idiot is always resisting and procrastinating! Occlumency is not a very simple magic in the first place. After encountering resistance, learning this matter becomes even more difficult.

"You teach good students."

Snape finally said in a conspiratorial tone.

Du Wei pretended to be Lu Ping with an innocent face.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Duwei spread his hands and said, "Maybe you should find the reason for this matter from yourself? Severus, Harry is learning well from me and making rapid progress."

"Of course, if learning some acrobatics can be considered learning, Mr. Potter is indeed a fast learner.

He is very suitable to be a clown in the circus."

Snape mocked him without hesitation.

Du Wei said indifferently: "Well, if you call it acrobatics, it is acrobatics. Maybe in the eyes of the Dark Lord, our magic is also acrobatics."

Snape choked.

He felt that Lupine was right, but he still refused to admit defeat. He looked at Lupine sinisterly and said: "You'd better not let anyone know your werewolf identity. There are several students in Hogwarts, and they are not

Not stupid."

"Of course, Severus, thank you for reminding me, and thank you for helping me teach during my break, and also specifically asking those little wizards and witches to learn about werewolves, so that they would be reminded of my rest time.

Essay, Severus.

Don't worry, professor, someone already knows about this matter, and your hard work has not been in vain."

At this point, the door was opened.

Hermione stood outside anxiously. She originally came to see Professor Lupin, but she didn't expect that Snape was also in the classroom.

"Look."

Duwei clapped his hands happily and said, "Isn't it already here? We talked about the little witch, and the little witch has arrived. At least Hermione found the truth of the matter from your prompts.

So, Hermione, why did you come to see me?

By the way, Hermione, let me show you a novel gadget. It's this. Yes, Hermione, this is the latest wolfsbane potion, which was improved by Professor Severus.

Yes, yes, Professor Snape may not seem to be able to cure scalp oil and hair loss, but he can indeed improve potions.

He's a potion genius."

Severus Snape swore that he really took a breath. For a moment, he felt that he was going to raise his wand and use "Shadow's Edge" on Lupine to poke him. Die here.

But he thought of Dumbledore in his mind, so he forcibly put away his wand and left here, but when he walked, his steps were particularly "heavy".

"Dong dong dong."

Stomping feet are numb.

"It's really interesting."

Professor Lupin straightened up, and Hermione turned her head to look outside.

"Professor Severus looks very angry, isn't it? It's always fun to be angry with him, and it can bring some fun to the boring class life, but I just don't know what he plans to teach you this time? How to kill him? Dead werewolf?”

Duwei winked at Hermione mischievously and got back to business.

"So, Miss Granger," Duwei asked, keeping the door open, "what brings you to me?"

"That's right."

Hermione Granger said: "Professor, I know you are going to have a rest next, and I was wondering if you could give us some topics in advance so that we can study by ourselves while you are resting.

This way you won’t delay your studies!”

"Okay, Hermione, good!"

Du Wei was overjoyed.

What does it mean to be a top student?

Just look at Miss Hermione Granger and you will know what a top student is.

Subjective initiative!

A real scumbag: Ron, he studies as much as he can, he just follows the crowd and has no fighting spirit.

Fake academic master: Harry, full of fighting spirit, loves fighting, listens carefully to lectures, and reviews after class.

The real academic master: Hermione, witty and intelligent, drawing inferences from one example, developing extracurricular activities, and taking the initiative to ask for help.

Listen, "Can you give us some topics in advance and let us study by ourselves, so that we won't delay our study."

Such pleasant words.

Du Wei took out his magic wand, looked at the swaying Whomping Willow outside and said, "Let's do this, when I'm 'sick', you go learn to avoid, and the three of you practice with each other. The key is the location, do you understand?

You can try it in all possible locations, hunting grounds, castle interiors, anywhere you can think of.

You practice with each other, of course, it would be better if you can all learn to protect yourself with armor."

Hermione nodded repeatedly. After telling her these things, Duwei looked at Hermione and said solemnly: "The school has become more and more abnormal recently. Remember, Hermione, don't be left alone."

Seeing the professor speaking so solemnly, even Hermione was startled. She subconsciously glanced left and right and said, "Professor, what happened."

Hermione thought something strange had gotten into Hogwarts.

Duwei motioned to Hermione to look at the dementors outside with him.

"Don't be too nervous, Hermione, it's them, the dementors.

Jailer of Azkaban."

Du Wei said.

"they?"

Hermione also looked at these jailers. Ever since she got close to them once on the express to Hogwarts, Hermione had a deep hatred for these monsters.

Even dark wizards don't like dementors.

"What happened to them, Professor?"

Hermione asked.

"They're hungry."

Du Wei explained softly, the dementors are hungry.