I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the treetops, and the haze of dusk shrouded the Forbidden Forest, and the temperature seemed to drop a lot in an instant.

Malfoy wrapped his black ermine cloak, which was both thick and surprisingly soft, and looked up at the distant rock face, looking for caves to cling to, as a place to spend the night.

It would be best if he could find a cave, and he would stay in it for five days. As long as he hunted enough animals and then blocked the entrance with magic, he would be safe.

As for things like golden eggs... whoever wants to look for them, he won't go to the fire dragon to die!

There was a sudden "pop", which made Malfoy immediately reach for his wand, but it was just the sound of bushes being blown by the wind.

He breathed a sigh of relief, waved his wand, and irritatedly exploded the bushes, but he gasped in fright at the scene that followed.

I saw a dead body lying under the bushes, the chest was horribly stabbed, and there was a deep wound on the neck, which looked like a big mouth.

—Draco!

Malfoy was stunned, looking at the tragic death of Draco. At this moment, the body changed and became Narcissa who was naked.

Blood gushed out from the wound on Narcissa's abdomen and pooled under her body. She stared at Malfoy with a strange light in her eyes.

It was only then that Malfoy realized that it was Boggart. He raised his wand suddenly, pointed at Narcissa's body and said:

"Funny funny!"

The body disappeared, instantly turning into a Bludger, and Malfoy swung his wand, sending it flying.

Malfoy straightened the folds of the mink fur cloak and continued to stare into the distance, but he heard heavy footsteps coming from a distance.

Malfoy turned his head to see a huge magical creature approaching and stopping a few steps away from him.

It was a magical creature with a height of three meters. Its skin was dull and gray like granite. It had a huge body and a small, bald head like a coconut on top of it.

Malfoy stared at the troll with a bored expression, and cursed:

"Damn Boggart, never ending, huh? Shattered to pieces!"

A ray of light from Malfoy's wand hit the Boggart, but instead of exploding into a puff of smoke, it roared in pain.

The "Boggart" was still wriggling, swinging the big stick in his hand at Malfoy.

Only then did Malfoy realize that the magical creature in front of him was not a Boggart, but a real troll!

Instinctively, he withdrew his hand, but the giant stick still grazed his arm, and the wand flew out with a click, and the bones in his wrist broke.

Malfoy staggered and turned around, cursed loudly, and rushed into the woods.

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In the dense forest, Sean Nott sat in front of a bonfire, grilling a wild deer he had just caught.

Sean Knott has experience living in the forest, so he is not afraid of the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest at all.

"It can only be said that the wizard who brought me in completely miscalculated."

Sean Knott sneered, he was going to make a big fuss and kill the fire dragon to frighten Xiao Xiao.

Just as Nott was thinking about which fire dragon was easy to kill, the dark blue night sky full of stars became pitch black, without a single ray of light, and the rustling of nearby leaves could not be heard.

The air also became icy cold, full of fear, and the hair on Nott's neck stood on end. The last time he felt this way was more than ten years ago when he was hunted down by a group of dementors.

Could it be that Gou Ri's Ministry of Magic brought in the dementors from Azkaban? !

Nott turned his head around, looking for the figure of the dementor. He stopped, and there was a long hoarse wheezing in the distance.

I saw a group of black shadows slithering ghostly like snakes, getting closer and closer to him.

Nott recognized the magical creatures.

The good news is, they're not dementors, the bad news is, they're... Voldebats.

As scary as a dementor! !

The group of Voldebats looked like fluttering black cloaks, they swam and surrounded Nott, and he seemed to be trapped in an impenetrable deep and silent darkness.

Voldebat slid onto Nott's face, tried to cover his mouth and nose, and suffocated him.

Nott stepped back. He knew that the magic that drove Voldebat away was a Patronus spell, like driving Inspirit.

It is also the only spell known.

But... Nott won't!

Even if he could, Nott would not dare to use it, because according to the records, those dark wizards who tried to use the Patronus Charm did not end well.

But Sean Nott had no other choice. He raised his wand and shouted: "Call God to protect you."

Instead of emitting silver light, Nott's wand exploded with a bang, hitting himself with the spell.

Nott's head was uneven, one cheek was swollen high with oozing abscesses and mange, and his neck was congested and swollen, bigger than his face.

The swollen cheeks suddenly shrank, exuding a rotten stench, and covered with white maggots.

Soon, Nott fell to the ground, and the Voldebat quickly left and ran to the next food.

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on the snow mountain,

Alecto Caro was walking in the waist-deep snow, and the slope became steeper and steeper. He leaned forward, grasping stones and tree trunks with both hands and trying to walk down.

Carlo suddenly accidentally stepped on the snow shell and rolled down the hillside. He felt the world spinning, screamed, and kept rolling and bumping down.

Fortunately, something suddenly grabbed Carlo's leg. He thought it was a tree root wrapped around his ankle...but the stem moved.

Carlo saw it, it was a hand, the skin was gray, and exuded a rotten smell, and then a corpse rushed out from under the snow.

Those are zombies, which belong to the living dead just like vampires!

Carlo quickly raised his snow-covered foot and kicked the thing's face hard, but the zombie didn't care, and saw him clamp his calf tightly with his gray fingers.

Carlo felt a violent nausea. With a cry, he flicked his wand and cut the arm off the foot.

But the broken arm was wriggling on the ground, and the fingers kept opening and closing.

Around Carlo, another group of zombies poured out from under the snow.

Two, three, four... Carlo couldn't count them all, they stood up abruptly, set off bursts of snow and mist, and rushed towards him.

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Deep in the Forbidden Forest,

Sirius and Lupine, who had been busy for a long time, sat on the ground to rest and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

"These magical creatures should be enough for Death Eaters to enjoy." Lupine panted heavily.

"Not enough!" Sirius shook his head and said, "I also got a batch of female ghosts and mummies, but I didn't put them in."

Sirius looked at the sky and regretted, "Unfortunately, there won't be a full moon, otherwise I would definitely have brought a group of werewolves into the Forbidden Forest."

"There are also dementors... I asked Fudge to apply to dispatch some dementors from Azkaban, but he refused me." Sirius snorted coldly:

"I will increase the number of Galleons donated to the Ministry of Magic to 30,000 later. I don't believe that Fudge will refuse!"

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