A Patronus Charm That Wasn't Restrained Enough

"This Professor Lupin ... seems much more reliable than the previous professors!" Ron's face flashed with joy upon hearing Remus Lupin's calm voice.

"Hmm..." Hermione stood beside Ron, responding absentmindedly, and looked back with some concern. "What happened to Harry... why did he faint?"

"I don't know, maybe she didn't sleep well? After all, she heard something so dangerous..." Ron raised his arm and stood in front of Hermione to support Ginny as she fell backward. "Ginny, are you alright!"

Hermione and Ron were both standing in the corner of the carriage, and behind them was Harry, who was still unconscious.

Harry's brows were furrowed with resentment and pain. His face was covered in cold sweat, and his bangs, which covered his scars, were stuck to his forehead by the sweat.

"I'm fine!" Ginny nodded gently, finally regaining her balance. She turned around with some difficulty and glanced back. "How's Harry?"

"He's just unconscious, he should be alright, right?" Ron's tone was somewhat uncertain, and he added, "At least Professor Lupin said he's fine."

Lupin's words did indeed have a calming effect, and the students on the Hogwarts Express, guided by his words, kept pushing towards the last part of the train.

His expression was serious, and his already pale face was almost devoid of color. "Yes! You can get into this carriage; there are still seats!"

In stark contrast to his pale face were his bright, piercing eyes, which carried a sense of unhurried composure.

Perhaps it was the oppressive presence of the Dementor that made the students feel a sense of crisis and panic, making them willing to obey his commands.

When allocating seats, he doesn't need to explain much or even repeat himself a third time; the students are willing to cooperate and enter the corresponding carriages with available seats.

As Lupin directed the students' movements, he pushed his way forward, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, sensing the pervasive Silver Light.

Even Headmaster Dumbledore's Patronus...

I didn't give him that feeling either...

This is an extremely pure and beautiful thing...

It even gave him the illusion that this kind of beauty didn't belong to this world...

Lupin felt a sense of languor, as if he were sitting by a warm fireplace, surrounded by a group of family and friends...

Wrong!

I'm on the Hogwarts Express!

The Dementor are coming! And there are students who need guidance!

Fortunately, the students who appeared in front of him brought him back to his senses.

Two of the students looked tall and thin, with very similar facial features, suggesting they were twins. They also had familiar red hair and freckles.

When Lupin saw the redheads, a smile appeared on his lips. There was no need to guess the identities of these twins; they were undoubtedly Ron's brothers, who were in the same carriage as him, and both were members of the Weasley family.

Another student, who looked much younger, was holding an instant camera and, guided by the Weasley twins, took several pictures of the scene inside the carriage.

"Weasley! Weasley!" Lupin shouted hurriedly, "There should still be seats in the front carriages, hurry up and get inside!"

"Oh! The Protestantism is here, let's run!" The twins waved to Lupin with grins, then led the students with Polaroid cameras and disappeared into the crowd.

"They're really fast!" Lupin found it somewhat amusing and decided to look for the twins after he finished his current tasks.

After he had settled the students in front of him, there was only a small group of people left in the aisle.

Inside the carriages on both sides of the aisle were slightly frightened faces. It was clearly thanks to this small group of people that they were allowed into the carriages.

Lupin looked at several of the students, who were wearing badges on their chests, including Prefect Badge and badges for student council presidents.

Besides the Prefect and the student council president, Wizet, Luna, the Weasley twins from before, the student with the Polaroid camera, and six or seven other people were all gathered together.

Lupin noticed a somewhat familiar figure: he had neatly styled light blond hair and was talking to Wizet.

Could it be Lucius Malfoy's child?

A doubt arose in Lupin's mind. Now was not the time to think about this, so he quickly stepped forward, intending to say something.

Wizet spoke first, "Professor Lupin, what exactly happened? Why did those Dementor go out of control?"

"Wait a moment..." Lupin closed his eyes and sensed the time it would take to breathe.

He could clearly feel that the strange, wonderful feeling had disappeared.

Now, the feeling that the Golden Eagle Patronus brings him has become warmth and a sense of security.

This is the feeling that the Patronus Charm should give people.

Lupin opened his eyes and offered his opinion, "It's your Patronus Charm... it might not be restrained enough..."

The students pursed their lips, looking at each other, somewhat confused about Lupin's meaning.

"Not restrained enough?" Wizet frowned slightly. "Oh, I see! It was my first time using the Patronus Charm against Dementor, so I didn't notice that."

This wasn't the first time Wizet had encountered this situation, so he immediately figured out what the problem was based on Lupin's words.

Because she had to cast the Patronus Charm every time she participated in Snape's private lessons, Wizet had some knowledge of this magic.

All you need to do is cast the Patronus Charm "freely," making the Corporeal Patronus Charm more introspective and minimizing any spillover.

Wizet flicked her wand, and the Golden Eagle Patronus vanished into nothingness, disappearing into the air.

The students in the back carriages gasped in shock; they felt as if the surroundings had grown colder, and as if a sense of beauty had vanished.

As Wizet walked toward an empty carriage, she made a "lifting" motion toward the window inside.

The carriage window was quickly raised, and he looked out through it. He could see a group of Dementor still charging menacingly toward the Hogwarts Express at an incredible speed.

"Professor Lupin, it seems..." Wizet murmured, "That it's not working?"

Lupin crouched down, looked at the Dementor outside the window, and said with certainty, "No! They can't absorb anything more; we just need to drive them away!"

"If things continue as before, we might need the Ministry of Ministry of Magic to send more people to drive them away, otherwise they won't give up!"

"I see, I understand!" Wizet, then pointed his wand sharply out the window. "Expecto Patronum!"

He waved his wand, drawing a circle in the air, and with a light chant, the Golden Eagle Patronus reappeared, seemingly unchanged.

The Golden Eagle Patronus flapped its wings and landed on his palm.

He held the Golden Eagle Patronus Golden Eagle Patronus in a loose grip, assumed a throwing motion, and hurled it directly into the air.

Fred and George whistled, "That was a beautiful move, no wonder he's Chaser!"

"What Chaser!" came Oliver Wood's voice from next door. "Who brought Quaffle onto the Hogwarts Express?"