Hogwarts Homecoming

Poof, poof, poof!

The moment the white snow fell, the sleigh suddenly slid backwards for a distance, and then the reins were tightened around the rocky mountain!

The sound of snowflakes hitting the leather mattress covering the frame was like countless ice flakes hitting the sleigh that protected them.

The temperature in the air decreases at a rate visible to the naked eye.

When the red charcoal in the stove in the carriage burned out and went out, the interior of the carriage suddenly fell into darkness.

With such power from heaven and earth, Jasuna and the sled dogs surrounding her could not help but tremble!

Woo!

The violent roar of the blizzard was like a thousand female ghosts outside the carriage wailing miserably at the helpless creatures in the carriage.

Under the impact of the strong wind, the carriage swings violently from side to side. Once the reins break, the car will be destroyed and everyone will die!

In the borderless darkness, Jasuna tightly hugged the two leading dogs squatting beside her.

The violent breathing sounded like she had experienced a violent exercise, and her trembling heart was suffering from fear. However, her pale face without a trace of blood showed a smile. A self-deprecating smile.

Over the years, Jasuna has forgotten how many life-or-death crises she has encountered.

She believes that no matter how desperate the crisis is, she will not feel despair.

But her confidence was shattered after meeting Amosta Brain.

It was a mountain she couldn't reach, and none of her confident magic had any effect in front of Amosta Brain.

That night on the outskirts of Berlin, facing Blaine who had entered the base, she could do nothing but watch as Blaine burned half a century of their efforts to ashes!

At this time, the powerlessness and helplessness that lingered in her heart were just like that night when Amosta Brain faced the majestic trial of a god!

So many sled dogs covered with cold-proof fur were crowded together. The carriage was still warm after the stove was extinguished. The cold was far from being cold enough to harvest life.

But this kind of suffering, as if the god of death is waiting with you, ready to swing the sickle at any time, is more terrifying than facing death directly!

Click!

A sudden noise came from the roaring wind and snow.

The noise was inaudible, but in Jasuna's ears, whose nerves were stretched to the extreme, it was like an explosion, making the hairs on her body stand on end.

Not to mention, the subsequent sliding of the carriage made Jasuna's heart leap into her throat!

"Enma~"

With a voice that seemed to be suffocating, Jasuna shouted, and there was even a hint of crying in her tone!

"Um--"

Jasuna couldn't understand why Old Enma's voice was so stable and peaceful even when faced with such a desperate situation.

However, this calm and unruffled voice did give her great comfort at this time!

"It's okay, I fixed more than one -"

Old Enma added another sentence.

Click bang!

A branch of a coniferous pine tree was broken and hit by the wind and snow on the roof of their car. The very close sound made Jasuna's heartbeat, which had been slightly soothed by the comfort of old Enma, immediately start to throb again.

In the darkness, a withered hand reached through the thick body hair of the sled dog.

The darkness blocked his sight, but the fingers still accurately found the position of Jasuna's hand and held it tightly.

Jasuna's hand trembled, but she did not break away, but quietly felt the old hand holding her palm.

It was rough and warm, and it immediately soothed her panicked heart.

"It's all my fault-"

Jasuna bit her lower lip tightly, with a cry in her voice.

Old Enma didn't speak. He let go of Jasuna's hand, patted the back of her hand gently, and then held it again.

"Are we going to die here?"

In the darkness, there were crystal tears hanging from the corners of Jasuna's eyes, but she smiled.

Although she couldn't see Old Enma's face clearly, during the long silence, Jasuna could feel that Old Enma was looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Won't--"

Finally, old Enma said,

"None of us will die."

"Um--"

Jasuna nodded lightly. She did not ask why Old Enma was so sure.

"I believe you." The wind and snow became more intense, seeming to bury the whole world. From the cold touch coming from the back of the leather mattress, Jasuna could tell that the snow had already buried half of the sleigh.

However, she was no longer afraid.

Old Enma's hands are really warm.

"I don't hate Muggles that much anymore."

Jasuna's tense body relaxed, her chin rested on the head of the sled dog curled up in her arms, and her pretty face soaked in the darkness had a comfortable smile.

During these days of being trapped here, the question she had been thinking about seemed to have found an answer.

"Let wizards be proud and proud, and Muggles be humble in front of wizards."

Jasuna raised her head and looked through the roof of the car, through the dark space, through the gloomy clouds, and seemed to be able to see the bright sky behind the clouds.

"Wizards are more noble than Muggles. Huh, what a funny idea. Right?"

"Um."

After a few breaths of silence, Old Enma's voice came.

"If my father is still alive, I hope to persuade him to give up his hostility to Muggles. He will not succeed, and Voldemort will not succeed. They will all end up like Grindelwald--"

Jasna lowered her head, and her free hand stroked the head of the sled dog.

"I also need to pay for my crimes."

Old Enma's eyes penetrated the darkness and stared at Jasna's depressed face. For a moment, the heart that was as hard as ice in his chest could not help but surge with emotions.

Price

Many people should not bear such a heavy fate, and all this was caused by the vain ambition.

The two people in the carriage stopped talking, and the dark world was left with only the howling of the blizzard and the occasional whimpering of the sled dog.

It was impossible to judge how long the snow had been falling.

Jasna only remembered that she had taken a nap, and when she woke up, Old Enma was driving the sled dogs crowded around the stove towards her.

He himself was trying to put charcoal in the smoldering stove, and he lifted a corner of the curtain at the back of the carriage to let the strong wind suck out the smoke that filled the carriage.

Perhaps because of the smoke, Jasna felt drowsy.

So, she fell into a deep sleep again after a short while.

After getting used to it, the whistling sound of the wind and snow was a rare sound that helped her sleep.

This time, she slept for a long time.

The strange, rapid rustling sound did not wake her up for a long time, until-

the long howl triggered a chain reaction, and the sound of the fierce but weak barking outside the carriage finally woke her up.

Looking at the curtain that was lifted at the back of the carriage, Jasna, who was dazed for a long time, found that the sled dogs surrounding her had all got off the car, and old Enma also left the carriage.

Am I still alive?

I don’t know when, the whistling sound of the risk

has stopped, and the messy footsteps of the sled dogs are outside the carriage.

“Enma?”

Jasna shouted, but there was no response.

Jasna frowned slightly.

When she regained consciousness, she quickly noticed the danger and urgency in the air.

"Enma!"

Jasna called out again, struggling to move her stiff body, using her hands and feet to crawl to the back of the car.

Bang!

The moment she poked her head out of the car, a violent gunshot rang out! (End of this chapter)