The Little Superman of Hogwarts

Just then, Mrs. Granger and Ginny's parents, the Weasley couple, exchanged a glance, suddenly feeling a sense of mutual understanding and sympathy.

Although the parents on both sides had never met, and even though the Weasley couple were wizards and Mrs. Granger was a Muggle, they faced the same "enemy"—Cree.

The three adults seemed like old friends who had known each other for years, discussing things together.

While talking, the three seemed to reach a tacit, unspoken consensus, and Mrs. Granger handed the two wizards a business card, hoping they would have the opportunity to visit her home.

Just like that, the train to Hogwarts sounded its whistle.

The Weasley children, as well as Hermione and Cree, hurried towards the train. After the whistle blew, the train would depart in a minute or two.

As soon as Cree boarded a carriage, he spotted a compartment—an adult was sleeping on the table. Cree's heart stirred, this must be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher—werewolf Lupin!

And across from Lupin sat someone Cree knew very well—Harry Potter.

Cree glanced around the compartment. On the luggage rack was an old suitcase with the inscription J. R. Lupin.

Harry Potter warmly invited Cree to join them when he saw him, but Cree pulled Ginny and Hermione along, indicating that the compartment could not accommodate more people.

Harry Potter immediately understood. Still very young, Harry Potter did not yet have romantic feelings. He still admired Cree very much, but he disapproved of Cree's two-timing behavior, shrugging to express his helplessness.

Cree pulled Hermione and Ginny and quickly walked to another empty compartment.

Cree guessed that Professor Lupin had deliberately reserved the seat for Harry, and Cree didn't want to have any in-depth contact with this werewolf right now.

"Studying werewolves is a good topic!" Cree pondered.

Hermione and Ginny tacitly sat on one side, while Cree sat alone on the other.

Once the three of them were seated, Cree took out all sorts of special snacks from his backpack, and the three of them immediately began to feast.

Just then, Ron appeared at the door. Compared to two years ago, Ron, who was about to enter his third year, had matured a lot and looked like a young man.

"Ginny, I'm really shocked that you can sit at the same table with Hermione and eat snacks!" Ron said in a somewhat playful tone.

Ginny looked at her brother with a superior gaze, then grabbed a handful of snacks from the table and shoved them into Ron's hands: "Take these snacks and shut your stinky mouth!"

"Where are you sitting?" Cree asked.

"I'm sitting with Harry, and Neville is in our compartment too!" Ron replied, his words muffled as he stuffed snacks into his mouth.

"Did you notice the professor across from Harry?" Cree asked Ron.

Ron, who was frantically eating snacks, was stunned: "Professor? What do you mean?"

"Merlin above, why do I have such a stupid brother!" Ginny covered her face with her hands, muttering.

Cree and Hermione snickered beside her.

"Didn't you notice the luggage on the rack? That sleeping adult should be the school's new professor, Professor Lupin!" Cree explained.

"Merlin's beard!" Ron's face turned pale. Cree immediately guessed that this idiot had probably said something unpleasant. It seemed that he could only mourn for Ron this school year.

Hermione interjected, saying, "The school is currently lacking teachers only for Defense Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. But I heard from Harry that Hagrid will be our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, so it's obvious that Professor Lupin should be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"Merlin's thighs… I just said his trunk looked so broken and it was weird to sleep here," Ron said despairingly, "Harry just called my name, I think the professor must have remembered me now."

"I don't think the professor would be so petty!" Cree said, "Professors like Lockhart are rare after all…"

"Come on! Look at our Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, Professor Quirrell, a sneaky and wretched dark wizard, Professor Lockhart, a big liar who only cares about face and doesn't care about the life or death of others," Ron said despairingly, "Just thinking about it, I can guess what kind of person this year's professor will be."

Cree really wanted to laugh out loud. In fact, among the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, the most reliable professor was Professor Lupin. Although he was a werewolf, very different. But his teaching level and teaching methods were excellent. If you remove the time when he goes crazy, he is simply a perfect teacher.

Speaking of werewolves, Cree couldn't help but think of the very popular American drama "Twilight" in his previous life. The heroine wandered around several immortal old guys and had relationships with many men. It felt like a reverse harem drama no matter how you looked at it.

It was okay for girls to like watching it, but Cree clearly remembered that many boys also liked watching this drama, which made him couldn't help but wonder, could it be that these boys also had ntr desires??

Forget it, forget it, don't think about it. These are all things from the past in my previous life, and they may not appear in this life. Besides, even if it does appear, it will be 20 years later. By that time, maybe it won't be me watching the TV series, but my children.

"I don't think what you said is right, this professor should be different from other professors," Ginny frowned.

"What's the basis?" Ron asked.

"I saw his suitcase just now, a very old suitcase that was almost falling apart and was tied up with rope. This shows that he is not rich, but he is dressed very neatly and cleanly, which shows that he is a very serious person. A very serious professor, I don't think he should be a bad professor no matter what," Ginny judged.

Cree couldn't help but applaud Ginny, for her rigorous logical reasoning, rigorous process, and completely correct result.

"My point of view is similar to Ginny's, but my judgment is not based on that old suitcase," Hermione said, "He is wearing a pair of leather shoes on his feet, which were newly purchased, and the shoe polish on those leather shoes is very shiny. And I noticed that there is also a very inconspicuous line of small print on the suitcase. In addition to Professor Lupin's name, the line also includes the purchase date."

"He was able to write the purchase date on the suitcase, then this person must be a very rigorous and very serious person."

Cree also applauded strongly, expressing his strong agreement with Hermione's opinion.

The four of them chatted idly, discussing everything under the sun.

About an hour later, a small head suddenly popped out of Ron's pocket, a rat's head.

"Scabbers is awake!" Ron said.

Unexpectedly, what followed next was a scene that worried everyone. Hermione's newly bought cat, Crookshanks, suddenly pounced and grabbed Ron's little rat pet.

"Crookshanks, stop it!" Hermione quickly grabbed the big cat.

However, in those few seconds, Ron's poor little rat seemed to have had several ribs broken, lying painfully on the ground, panting heavily.

"Crookshanks, you're so annoying!" Hermione complained as she put the big ginger cat back in its cage. Ron, recovering from the shock, tenderly picked up the rat and blew on it. After a few seconds, Scabbers started moving again.

But clearly, he hadn't recovered from the cat's attack. He painfully hunched over, covering his upper body, and then lay on the ground in the typical rat posture.

In the original story, Hermione's big cat really shines. Clearly, Crookshanks has the ability to identify magical creatures, especially Animagus transformations.

After the cat was taken away, it stared at Ron's little rat with great interest.

In the afternoon, it started to rain, blurring the outlines of the continuous hills outside the window. At this moment, they heard footsteps in the corridor again, and then the figures of three people they disliked the most appeared: Draco Malfoy followed by his close sidekicks, Vincent Crabbe.

The only regret was that Malfoy's sidekick should have been Goyle, but Goyle had permanently "graduated" from "the world."

Harry and Malfoy had been enemies since their first meeting on the Hogwarts Express.

Malfoy was pale and thin, with a sneering expression. He was a student in Slytherin House and played Seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch team, while Harry played the same role for Gryffindor.

Crabbe seemed born to listen to Malfoy.

Malfoy certainly had reason to hate Klee, because it was Klee's existence that led to Goyle's early death.

But then again, his death was his own fault and had little to do with Klee.

"Well, well, look who it is," Malfoy said in his usual lazy, drawling voice, pulling open the compartment door. "The Weasley siblings and that stupid Klee!"

"I heard the Weasley family made a small fortune this summer and even went on a trip!" Malfoy said to Ginny and the Weasley twins with an exaggerated expression and tone. "The scenery in Egypt must have been beautiful, something you've never seen before in your lives! In your poor family, did anyone get so excited that they fainted or even died!"

Malfoy had mocked the entire Weasley family.

After saying all that, Malfoy wanted to continue, but at that moment, Klee stared coldly at Malfoy.

"It seems Goyle's death didn't teach you anything, did it, Mr. Draco Malfoy!" Klee said in a somber tone, staring coldly at Malfoy with his eyes.

Malfoy shuddered at the sight of Klee and didn't dare say another word, slinking away in disgrace.

Malfoy's words made Klee very unhappy. He thought that soon the Dementors would come to the Hogwarts Express, and perhaps he could secretly take action at that time to give Malfoy a lesson in social skills.

Ron rubbed his knuckles.

"I don't want to listen to Malfoy's nonsense this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. If he makes fun of our family again, I'll grab his head—" Ron made a fierce punching motion, but because Ron was too young, his arms lacked strength, so the motion looked a bit like a monkey trying to steal a peach.

Ginny was also very angry, but she didn't express her emotions like her brother, or rather, she would express them, but not so obviously. Ginny's face was also full of anger.

Ginny and Hermione exchanged glances, nodded, and secretly noted the matter down.

The Hogwarts Express steadily headed north, the scenery outside the window becoming more and more wild and dark, while the clouds overhead grew thicker and thicker. Outside their compartment door, people kept walking back and forth.

The big cat, Crookshanks, although locked in its cage by Hermione, still quietly watched Ron with its cat eyes, especially Ron's chest pocket, as if there was something incredibly delicious inside.

The train continued north, and the rain fell even harder; now the window glass was a dense, sticky gray, gradually deepening until the lights in the corridor and on the luggage racks came on.

Klee, Hermione, and Ginny were also a little tired, and Ron returned to his compartment.

The train slowed down. The sound of the wheels decreased, and the sound of wind and rain outside the window increased. Finally, at some point, the old train suddenly stopped.

People were peering out from the various compartments along the corridor. The train jolted suddenly and stopped, and there were crashing sounds from afar, indicating that luggage had fallen from the racks. Then, all the lights suddenly went out, and they were plunged into complete darkness.

Klee smiled coldly; now it was his turn to act.

In the darkness, Superman's vision was, of course, unaffected.

He walked into the corridor, and at that moment, at the end of the corridor in the darkness, two Dementors were flying towards him.

Klee didn't intend to clash with them directly, but suddenly revealed a terrified expression, and then, to the two Dementors, he raised a provocative gesture.

The two Dementors were also suddenly stunned, but they seemed to realize that the gesture Klee made was not a good thing.

Klee walked and hooked the two Dementors, and in the pitch-black darkness, chaotic noises spread throughout the train.

But the two Dementors still firmly followed Klee. Klee went to the next compartment, and Malfoy was in that compartment.

From a relatively distant position from Klee, some screams came. Klee ignored them and quietly led the Dementors towards Malfoy, who was screaming.

At this moment, Klee especially wanted to say to Malfoy: "Honey, be sure to leave a good review!"