The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"Ouch!" Hermione panted, "Ron, that's my feet!"

Malfoy was fumbled carefully in his seat, as if he wanted to find something to hold on, "Do you think the train was broken?"

"I don't know." No one could answer his questions, because Rolfe was very emotional now and didn't hear Malfoy's question at all.

"Oh my God, what's this all about? It's so difficult for me. I'm so sad that I'm going to die of stomachache, and I'm going to..." Malfoy turned on the mouthbreaking mode again.

But not long after, his voice gradually weakened, and when the whole train car was in darkness, our Mr. Malfoy did not dare to talk.

Because everyone felt a cold and depressing aura spreading around them.

At this time, Hermione picked up the wand and cast a fluorescent flash, and the dark things standing in the doorway were finally illuminated.

It was a monster wearing a cape and a height that was reaching the ceiling, and its face was completely hidden under the turban.

Harry's eyes looked down, and what he saw made his stomach tighten, and he saw a hand sticking out of his cloak.

The hand shone in the dark, gray, thin and scabbed, as if something had died and was soaked in water and rotted.

Fortunately, the hand appeared in less than a second, otherwise Harry would feel that he could spit out all the breakfast.

The monster under the cloak seemed to feel Harry's gaze, and the hand suddenly shrank into the folds of the black cloak.

Then, the thing under the turban, whatever it was, took a breath, long and slow, and trembling, as if trying to suck something other than air from around.

This is...why is it like sucking #big?

When facing the dementor, everyone could clearly feel a chill passing through their bodies.

Rolf also felt his breathing condense in his chest. He did not dare to delay and quickly shot the wooden detrude at the dementor.

Just as Rolf cast a spell, Harry, who was opposite him, turned his eyes upwards, fell straight down, and his body slid from the seat to the ground.

Harry felt like he was drowned in the cold, and his ears were surging like water rushing.

"Harry!" Hermione, who was still flashing fluorescently, exclaimed. Ron next to him also noticed Harry's abnormality and hurried over to support him.

Rolf was also shocked when he saw this, and a feeling of worry and distress came out in his heart, and then he involuntarily used the healing technique.

I saw a pair of big wings rising in the dark carriage, and bursts of holy and warm light came, making the coldness around everyone seem to have slightly receded.

Originally, Rolf was planning to learn a few more healing magic techniques with Li Cliss, but first of all, the magic technique is too difficult to learn and takes a lot of time. Visualization does not allow Rolf to spend time there.

In addition, Li Clis was too strict, and he was afraid that he could not bear the grievance.

Especially after Rolfe drew the upgrade card, this idea was particularly strong. I just used the upgrade card to upgrade the healing technique, and I still had to work hard to learn some new magic.

It wastes time and energy, and it is also scary.

"Yeah!!!" The dementor seemed to have suffered some fatal damage, and a continuous scream came out of his mouth.

If it's hard to imagine how uncomfortable this sound is, you can imagine the sharp sound of the teacher slashing the blackboard with chalk from time to time when you were in school.

Harry felt that he was being pulled down, and he felt a screaming sound coming from his ears. The sound slowly approached him from a distance, gradually filling his entire ear canal, terrible, frightened, begging

Screaming.

But there was another warm feeling lingering in his heart, rotting all the negative feelings around him outside, allowing him to restore his ability to think.

"Harry! Is Harry you? Are you okay?" Just as the light of the healing technique was about to disappear, a wizard wearing an extremely worn robe and patched in several places rushed in.

He looked sick and exhausted. Although he looked very young, his light brown hair was already mixed with some gray hair.

It's Professor Lupin!

Harry opened his eyes amid Professor Lupin's call. He saw the faint light above his head, and the floor of the carriage was still vibrating.

After the dementors were dispersed by the white light emitted by the healing technique and Professor Lupin's escort, the Hogwarts Express train began to march again, and the originally extinguished light lit up again.

After Harry regained consciousness, he found himself sliding from his seat to the ground. Rolf and Malfoy were kneeling beside him, with Hermione's legs behind him, and Ron looked at him anxiously.

He also saw an adult wizard leaning over and staring at him nervously. For some reason, he always felt like he was talking too much to say to him.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened? Harry was dizzy and asked himself torture.

He felt very uncomfortable, his body was terrible cold. He reached out and pushed his glasses upwards, touching the cold sweat on his face. Malfoy and Hermione quickly helped him back to his seat.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.

"It should be nothing," Harry said weakly with his hands wrapping himself up, Rolf felt inexplicably distressed, and he really wanted to send him a weak, pitiful and helpless emoticon.

Harry seemed to remember something and quickly looked at the door. Fortunately, the monster wearing a hijab was gone. Is that my hallucination?

"What happened just now? Where did that monster go? Who was screaming just now?"

Just when everyone didn't know how to explain, Professor Lupin broke a large piece of chocolate into small pieces. "Give it to you," he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece, "Eat it. It's for you

benefit."

Harry took the chocolate, but did not eat it. Instead, he looked at the suddenly extra adult wizard in confusion.

"Oh, hello, my name is Lupin, I am your next professor of Black Magic Defense." Lupin gave a simple self-introduction in the puzzled eyes of several young wizards.

"What was that just now?" Harry quickly asked Lupin about his doubts again.

"A dementor," he said, while distributing chocolates to Rolf, Malfoy, Ron and Hermione, "a dementor from Azkaban."

Everyone stared at him, and Professor Lupin crumpled the empty chocolate wrapper into a ball and put it in his pocket.

"Eat," he said again, "It's good to eat. I'm going to talk to the driver, but I'm lost." After that, he walked past the little wizards and disappeared into the corridor.

A group of people were chattering around Harry and asked questions. Ginny and Weasley twins rushed over after hearing that Harry had fainted.

In their opinion, although the feeling just now was really uncomfortable, it didn't make people faint.

Rolf pretended to be tired and slowly sat down the backrest of the seat. Hermione and the others thought he was too tired because he had just used his magic skills, so he didn't say much and asked him to rest quickly.

one time.

As for the poor dementor, Rolf was not in a hurry to take it away, but was preparing to wait for the school and let it be a spy, so he could collect a few more at a time. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?

ps: Thanks to the monthly tickets for beer and coffee. This way of drinking is really a heavy taste, tsk~