Harry Potter Reborn

Zhang Qiu and Hermione stared blankly at the two chocolate cones Harry held in his hands. They were not ice cream, they just looked like it. The outside was a chocolate shell, and the inside was filled with strawberry jelly and cream cubes.

This is the signature snack of Honeydukes, a candy store in Hogsmeade.

Harry walked out of the door half a minute ago and came back with this sweet snack.

"Well... Hogsmeade is quite interesting. I just took the time to go there..."

"you……"

"Apparition!"

The two girls exclaimed.

This is really an enviable magic.

You can go wherever you want to go.

Zhang Qiu said: "This should be a magic that can only be learned in sixth grade."

Hermione was a little depressed. She was just disappointed that Harry couldn't go to Hogsmeade with her. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Harry had already gone there once.

"Ah! I forgot." Hermione seemed to suddenly have an idea, and she opened a wicker basket she had brought on the train.

The big yellow cat Crookshanks nimbly jumped out of the basket, stretched, yawned, and jumped next to Harry's seat.

Harry was leaning on the seat, with the little cutie lying between his shoulders and the top of the bench.

Crookshanks and the cutie ignore each other.

Crookshanks first sniffed Lupine's worn but clean robe. Lupine turned over slightly, still sleeping.

It seemed to be very interested in Blake and kept surrounding him, back and forth.

The Hogwarts Express train drove all the way north, and the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate. As the clouds in the sky thickened, the sky also darkened. There were footsteps walking at the door. It must be that some students were bored and did not wait.

In your own cubicle.

At one o'clock, the fat witch pushing a food trolley came to the door of their cubicle.

"Do you think we should wake him up?" Zhang Qiu looked at Lu Ping: "It looks like he needs to eat something."

Hermione approached Professor Lupin cautiously: "Uh...Professor?" She said: "Excuse me, Professor?"

Lupine remained motionless.

"Don't worry, kid." the witch said as she handed Harry some soft and delicious cakes that Harry had bought.

Harry resolutely refused all abnormal food.

"If he wakes up and feels hungry, I'm in front, with the driver."

"I think he is asleep?" Zhang Qiu said softly after the witch closed the sliding door of the compartment.

Simple Astoria said: "He won't be dead, right?"

"No, no, he's still breathing." Hermione whispered quickly.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it started to rain, and the rolling mountains outside the window became blurry.

Malfoy and his two lackeys appeared at the door.

The two lackeys were stout and covered in sinewy flesh. Crabbe was slightly taller, with hair cut in the shape of a pudding basin and a thick neck. Goyle's hair was short and stiff, and his arms were as long as a gorilla's.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a summer vacation, these two people became stronger again.

On the contrary, it corresponds to a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

Harry almost thought they were trolls. Do they have troll blood?

Hiss! It’s scary to think about it!

Of course Malfoy was not here to cause trouble with Harry.

As soon as he saw Harry in the room, his face turned even paler.

"Um... Astoria, my mother asked me to take care of you more at school... I didn't find you in the second grade car..."

"I don't want to..." Astoria was still affected by Harry's words a year ago.

"That's better." Malfoy said the truth accidentally.

Then he disappeared as if he was running away, as if there was a savage beast behind him.

Malfoy's thankful voice came faintly from the door: "Children are really annoying...it's a good thing you don't have to pay attention to her..."

When Malfoy came over, Lupine was still sleeping.

The train continued to rush north, and the rain became heavier and heavier. The windows turned into a watery gray and gradually became dark. Finally, the lights in the aisle and on the luggage rack suddenly turned on.

The world has become very quiet.

It seemed like there was only the sound of the train clanking, the raindrops hitting the glass, and the howling wind outside the window.

Under these sounds, Professor Lupine was still sleeping.

Hermione looked out the window, it was pitch black.

Suddenly, the train slowed down.

She raised her hand, looked at her watch, and said in surprise: "Isn't it time yet? In addition, it rained today, so the speed is slower than usual. We should arrive at Hogwarts later."

The train was getting slower and slower, the sound of the wheels clanking gradually became less and less audible, and the sound of wind and rain hit the windows louder than before.

Astoria jumped out of Harry's arms, opened the door, stood up and looked towards the hallway.

At the same time, throughout the carriage, countless heads poked out of the compartments curiously.

The train suddenly stopped, and there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the distance, probably from luggage falling off the rack.

Then all the lights went out and they were plunged into complete darkness.

It was raining outside, and the train stopped, like a small boat drifting in the sea, with water everywhere and no shore to be found.

Many people were frightened by this sudden change.

In the darkness, there were many screams and cries of pain from people being squeezed and their feet being stepped on.

Under the seat, Blake huddled tightly, not sure whether it was cold or fear.

Today must be an unforgettable memory for the first-year students.

Hermione said: "I'm going to ask the driver what's going on. Is the train broken down?"

Harry took her hand: "Don't go."

With a slight popping sound, a trembling light illuminated the compartment.

In Harry's hand, he seemed to be holding a flame, lighting up the dark world.

Just like the mythical Prometheus who stole divine fire and gave it to mankind.

Through this light, Hermione noticed that there was a rare anger in Harry's eyes.

Lupine finally woke up after sleeping all day.

The flames illuminated his tired gray face, and his eyes looked alert.

His voice was a little hoarse: "You guys stay still, I'll go out and take a look."

He stood up, but as soon as he reached the door, the sliding door opened from the outside.

You can see a black figure wearing a cloak standing at the door. He is so tall and big that he almost touches the ceiling.

Fuzzy, like a ghost, floating off the ground.

The shadow's face was completely hidden under the hood. Harry glanced down and saw a hand stretched out from under the cloak. It was gray-white, shining eerily, and seemed to be covered with mucus and spots, like some kind of

After death, the hand rots in the water and the hand disappears.

The guy in the cloak seemed to be aware of Harry's gaze, and his hand suddenly retracted into the folds of the wide black cloak.

Astoria held Harry's arm tightly, the black shadow was really terrifying.

Even Zhang Qiu looked ugly, as if he was about to feel sick to his stomach.

A biting chill swept over them.

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