The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Frost spread from the rear of the train and gradually covered the outside of the entire window.

"Let's go see what's going on." The twins couldn't sit still. They didn't hear the sound of running outside for a while. The originally noisy discussion became quieter and was suppressed by a pair of invisible hands. They even wanted to press the button.

Go under the floor.

"It's best not to go," DeWitt handed Crookshanks to Hermione. He lit the wand and raised it slightly to use as lighting: "The signs now don't look like a natural disaster, and it would be wiser to stay in the carriage.

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After speaking, he knocked on the car window again. The view provided by the car window was completely blocked by the pale frost, but it could still be used as a passage out of the car after being shattered. The most obvious feeling now is that the environment is getting dark, something is there.

It is forcibly turning everyone's attention to darkness, creating a seedbed for fear to grow, accompanied by doubt and mania.

"Relax, calm down," despite saying this, DeWitt's brows furrowed the most tightly, and white breath came out of his mouth due to the cold environment when he spoke: "Did you hear the wind?"
That was not the sound of wind, it was the scraping of tattered sleeves against the wooden floor, or the scraping of withered limbs against metal. Moreover, this sound did not sound at the material level, but was the sound that echoed at the soul level, indicating that the empty death was approaching.

Only DeWitt could detect it so keenly. The rest of the people could only be shocked when they saw the black shadow floating in the corridor - when did the void have a terrifying entity?

"What is that?" Hermione asked tremblingly, looking at the black shadows floating up and down outside the box.

The twins held each other's hands tightly. They could only get warmth from the gradually lowering body temperature of their brothers. At the same time, they tried their best to lower their voices and warned in horror: "It's Dementors! Why are they gathering at the door of our box?"

Dementors suck away people's happiness. They are moving holes in the vision of spiritual vision, constantly trying to absorb nutrients from the air, and nutrients are people's happiness, and people's happiness is part of the soul - a complete

part of the secret source.

Sucking away human happiness is undoubtedly an evil act, and when this evil sees another kind of evil... After feeling the evil that DeWitt can completely absorb the soul, the dementors naturally become curious.

When people come around to look at them, it’s like humans looking at hairless primates. Are these fellow animals? They identify them carefully, and people don’t even know whether they have eyesight.

The longer the Dementors stayed, the colder the surrounding environment became, and this coldness had meaning on both the material and spiritual levels. DeWitt was ready to take action - but there was a speeding silver light that jumped out of the train.

The rear rushes towards the front of the car.

This silver light is a fog-like wolf, outlined by lines. It can step on the air and move quickly. It will leave dissipated smoke wherever it goes. The students will be invigorated when they come into contact with the smoke. The Dementors are very excited about it.

This person avoids him like a snake and a scorpion, hurriedly fleeing in the opposite direction.

After waiting for a while, the influence of the dementors was disappearing as they moved away.

"It's over," DeWitt watched as the frost on the windows dissipated and the clouds retreated. He was about to continue: "How are you..."

I heard someone screaming in panic: "Harry Potter has fainted!"

"It's Neville's voice." Hermione's face was still a little pale, and she immediately got up to help.

The twins and DeWitt followed and walked a few steps. When they arrived at the box where Harry was at the back of the car, Harry had already woken up. He sat in his seat in a daze, his body leaning like an old tree.

Holding a piece of chocolate in hand.

"Did you hear the scream?" He had already asked Ron, and now he asked Hermione, then the twins, and DeWitt again, blankly, and all received negative answers.

A man in extremely simple clothes came back from the front of the car. The man looked ordinary, only his white light brown hair was unique. He squeezed into the box and asked kindly: "What's wrong with all this? What are you doing here?"

I think you are all very nice, why don't you eat some chocolate? I didn't poison it..."

Harry quickly bit into the chocolate. Instead of slowly melting it into his mouth like before, he chewed hard, and the chocolate turned into a living warm current that flowed into his stomach and made him feel much better.

"Professor Lupin," Hermione confirmed the adult's identity based on the information she got from the environment. She asked, "What happened just now?"

"It's the Dementor from Azkaban," Professor Lupine's expression became much more serious as he said, "The pursuit...Sirius Black has chased him onto the train. It's okay. You all should go back."<

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The train has restarted.

After what happened, Crookshanks was left chattering, mumbling words that even DeWitt couldn't hear, until he reached the terminal.

"What is that?" Hermione suddenly took DeWitt's hand. Her hand was cold and a little trembling.

"What what?"

"The thing on the front of the carriage," Hermione said: "I remember clearly, the carriage we took at the beginning of the second year did not have that thing..."

"Aren't they just horses with wings? Aren't they always there?"

The two people looked at each other and fell silent.

One carriage after another pulled the students towards the castle, and the students on the carriage looked at the two people with strange eyes.

"I'm a little scared." Hermione said, "It can't be..."

This is understandable.

"Are you afraid of those Thestrals?" Someone said lightly from behind: "Actually, they are very docile."

DeWitt turned around, without much expression, and recognized the person who spoke as a neighbor: "Luna Lovegood?"

"You can call me Luna," Luna said with a smile: "I noticed that your house suddenly disappeared."

DeWitt and Luna have always known each other that there is such a person, but this is the first time for them to have a formal communication.

"You said those are thestrals?" Hermione understood now, and she said: "It is said that only people who have seen death can see them..."

"I was just about to say this." Luna said.

Hermione was a little unhappy. From the first moment she saw Luna, she felt that she couldn't get along with this girl. And because she understood that this was a prejudice in her heart, she tried her best to say as calmly as possible: "But I don't think I know anything about it."

Beyond death, death is invisible and intangible."

"I saw my mother die," Luna said quite calmly: "The spell was out of control, and I was watching from outside the house."

Hermione stopped talking. She wanted to comfort Luna, but she felt that the relationship between the two was not close enough. She wanted to say polite words, but that was not sincere enough. If she said it, she would not like herself, so she could only be serious.

Make a face.

"Don't be too sad," DeWitt didn't have so many thoughts. He hinted to Hermione in a subtle way: "Sometimes witnessing the death of the same kind is to know death. This process is so quiet that you don't even realize it, but the death

The knowledge has entered the mind and will become more and more ingrained in the future, and the understanding of it will continue to deepen..."