Sifels Cliveden

Chapter 32 Express

"Sifel, come, drink this." Mr. Butler handed a cup of hot cocoa to Sifel's mouth, motioning her to drink it first.

Just this Mr. Housekeeper's hand drank more than half a cup in one breath, the warm liquid slid down the esophagus into the stomach, slowly dispelled the physical discomfort caused by facing the dementor, closed his eyes and took a deep breath After several times, Sifels opened his eyes and looked into Mr. Housekeeper's eyes, "I'm fine, father, I want to do it again."

"No, your current state is not suitable to face the dementor again immediately." Mr. Housekeeper frowned, and refused her request without hesitation, "Go back to your room and rest."

"...Okay." Sifels nodded, after confirming that the other party really wouldn't agree to her coming again, she turned and walked out reluctantly.

"Sifel." Mr. Steward called to Sifels who had just stepped out of the door, "Your magic power has already surpassed the others, why can the worst of them change when facing dementors?" There was a white mist, and you couldn't even lift your wand? Think carefully about the feelings that Boggarts gave you some time ago... Suppose that everything is about to become a cruel reality, and in your despair, you find that there is still There is room for change, what will you do? Even if the chance is extremely slim, you will do everything to save us, right? Then remember the feeling of being desperate to protect the treasure in your heart."

"..."

"Danger is always there. It doesn't mean that if you avoid it, it will disappear. The best way to eliminate the hidden danger is to face the danger directly and nip everything in the bud. Watching Granger all the time is not a good way to protect her. In case If anything irreparable happens to her friend, and she happens to be 'forcibly' kept by your side...whether she realizes it or not, she will feel dissatisfied with what you have done, once that happens This emotion breaks through the critical point, and the relationship between you will come to an end. But you can also choose to go through all this with her..."

Mr. Butler glanced at Sifels, who was bowing his head and saying nothing, and suddenly changed the topic, "I mentioned to Dumbledore that I want you to go to Durmstrang for exchange and study for a year, and he agreed. You don't have to Answer me now, I know it's impossible for you to pack up and go to Germany now, you just need to let me know your decision before the Christmas holidays start. Sifels Spencer Cliveden , if you want, your middle name will be Grindelwald, where you can do anything you want, such as rediscovering certain special skills... No one said that wizards can only kill with Ava Da..." After finishing speaking, Mr. Butler left the empty room for individual training before her.

Rediscover some special skills?Sifels looked at the leaving back with complicated eyes. She thought she was hiding well, but she had been discovered a long time ago. She looked down at her open hand. Hands that have been swung with knives and stained with blood... However, if you do it again willingly, you may feel differently.

Even the housekeeper who made this suggestion didn't expect that Sifels would make his choice so quickly, but when he heard her say that he still had to wait until the semester was over before leaving, he didn't realize it. It's a surprise.Looking at the courses Sifels requested, if he didn't know that this was the child he brought up, Mr. Butler couldn't help but wonder if his well-behaved daughter was abducted by a killer when he didn't know it. Pass……

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A few people were still training until the day before the start of school, and even the textbooks for the start of school were bought and delivered by Cadiak, so when they rushed to platform 9 3/4 in a hurry, Hogwarts There were no vacant boxes on the Zetter Express, and Hermione didn't want to stay in the same box with some Slytherins who still felt embarrassed after watching it for a long time, so she dragged Sifles to the In the box where Harry and Ron were, besides the two of them, there was a man who fell asleep sitting with his head tilted by the window.

The man was wearing a shabby robe, not only the color was washed white, but some places were even patched. His pale face didn't look very healthy... The few people didn't bother him, they communicated with each other in a low voice. Some interesting topics about holiday experiences.

"Remus Lupine." Sifels remembered him, he was the only one among Black's three so-called good brothers who put her and Potter on the same status and treated her equally... But so what ...

"Huh?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, leaned over and rested her chin on Sifels' shoulder, "How do you know his name?"

Sifels raised his hand, "It's written on the suitcase above."

"...But it clearly says Professor R.J. Lupine..." Hermione narrowed her eyes and rubbed Sifels' cheek, "Did Uncle William tell you?"

"Yeah." Sifels nodded. Mr. Housekeeper had indeed mentioned to her that the new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester was Remus Lupine.

"Oh, so he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?!" Little Red Hair looked up and down at Lupine who was still sleeping in surprise, "I hope it won't be worse than that arrogant flower peacock... "

"I guess there shouldn't be a worse professor than him." Harry smiled and asked curiously, "Do you know why that guy left?"

"It seems to be because I was inexplicably hit by the Forgetting Curse that I cast during the summer vacation, and then lost all my memories..." Xiaohongmao remembered the gossip that his twin brother had mentioned to him, "George told me, also Do not know is not true."

"Ron, is that your pet Scabbers? It seems to be shaking all the time..." Hermione pointed to the small pouch on Little Red's chest, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect mice to live so long , seems to be about... 12 years old..."

"Oh, I don't know what's wrong with it. It seems to be sick after returning from Egypt. Maybe I can get another pet soon. It's too old..." Ron complained, pulling the pet out of his arms However, the movement of taking it out was very careful, for fear that it would be killed if it was not careful.

Sifels heard the words and glanced at Little Red Hair, a 12-year-old mouse... His eyes quickly passed over the two front paws of the mouse, and it was missing a knuckle, Sifels retracted his gaze, moved He moved his body and leaned against Hermione, "I want to sleep for a while."

"Are you still sleepy? Then go to sleep." Hermione touched Sifels' head worriedly, adjusted her posture, took him into her arms, and lightly placed her palm on Sifels' back. Pat it.

"What's the matter with her? Is she sick?" Harry frowned. Although Sifels in his impression was not lively at all, he didn't look sick like he is now.

"Didn't I tell you that I was participating in a training class recently, and Schiffer was also there. She may have encountered some minor difficulties, so she devoted most of her time to training. She hasn't slept for a long time. Have a good night's sleep..." This fool, Hermione kissed her forehead very distressedly, and stretched out her hand to soothe the subconscious frown between Sifels' brows even when she fell asleep.She didn't know how heavy the past Sifels was carrying, she only knew that she should become stronger before she could speak the words that she shared with her.

"She...seems to be asking too much of herself..." Harry said with emotion.

"Maybe." Hermione smiled, not wanting to continue the chat, and whispered, "You can choose to rely on me once in a while, silly Sifels..."

Neither the two boys chatting softly, nor Hermione who was watching Sifels tenderly, did not notice the sleeping professor in the corner, when Hermione said that, or when she mentioned Sifels When Si's name was spoken, the hand on his knee moved slightly.

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"Chi Chi..."

"Huh? The school hasn't arrived yet. Why did the express stop?" The little red hair sitting by the window looked out curiously, "Hiss! It's so cold..." Quickly withdrew his palm that was almost frozen on the glass , rubbed vigorously.

"This feels like..." Hermione frowned, looked out of the empty window vigilantly, and reached out to shake Sifles to wake him up, "Siftle, ​​baby, don't go to sleep, wake up, we seem to be Met……"

"Dementor." Sifels slowly opened his eyes, and he didn't look like a person who had just been awakened at all, and there was no confusion in his eyes.

"Dementors?! You mean the soul-sucking dementors in Azkaban? Oh! Merlin!" The little red-haired man jumped up and looked at the two with disbelief.

At this time, there was a soft "pop", and the lights on the express flickered and then all went out, and the whole train was plunged into darkness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." the little red-haired yelled subconsciously, shivering and tugging into Harry's sleeve, as if doing so would make him feel safer.

"Open your eyes, 'sleeping' professor." Sifels kicked Lupine's feet angrily, turned her eyes, as if seeing something unusually familiar, and pulled Hermione behind her, Gripping his wand tightly, he stared at the closed box door.

"Kla..." The door of the box was gently pulled open, and several knuckles that appeared to be soaked in water appeared on the door. The rotten rags were blown out of the box...

The temperature in the box was dropping rapidly, Harry and Little Red Hair seemed to suddenly lose the ability to move, and their faces paled and froze there, especially Harry, he seemed to be caught in some terrible scene, unable to move. Extricate yourself.Professor Lupine drew his wand and stood up, raised his hand...

"Call God Guard!"

"Call God Guard!"

Sifels and Hermione yelled out one after another, and two white mist sprayed out from the tip of their wands, blocking the dementors who were about to break in at the door, but given the thinness of the white mist, they estimated that Can't last long!

"Call God to guard!" A thick male voice came from behind the two, and a silver-white wolf rushed towards the dementor, "Black is not on the train, let's all leave!" After Professor Lupine finished speaking Afterwards, the dementor, who was still in a stalemate with the patron saint, turned around and floated away...

"Eat some chocolate, it will be much more comfortable." Professor Lupine took out a large piece of chocolate, broke it and gave some to the four of them. His gaze stayed on Sifels' face for a moment. His eyes were complicated, but they did not He didn't say anything, leaving only a sentence to go out to see the situation in other boxes, and walked out with his wand in his hand.

"You did it, Sifel!" Hermione fed the chocolate in her hand into Sifels' mouth, hugged her excitedly, and then opened her mouth to grab the chocolate that Sifels handed over.

"..." The little red-haired twitched the corners of his mouth, chewed hard on the chocolate in his mouth, and then fed another piece into Harry's mouth, muttering softly, "I have someone to feed me too! Really, couple It's amazing, you still don't forget to show your affection..."