This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Compared to the W compartment, which was filled with laughter and joy, the students in other compartments felt that the temperature had dropped suddenly.

It was raining heavily outside, so the temperature would not drop so much.

It didn't feel cold physically, but the chill seemed to come from the soul.

The train was getting slower and slower, as if it was going to stop.

"Are we at the station?" Astoraya stuck her head out of the compartment door.

With a click, the train really stopped.

It was a bit sudden, and she almost fell.

But compared to Hogwarts Castle, this little accident was nothing.

It seemed that a gust of wind blew, and the kerosene lamps in the aisle were going out one by one.

The students stuck their heads out, as if they were wondering why the train stopped midway.

Astoria shuddered and returned to the compartment with the light.

"What happened?" Vincent attached the alchemical props used for lighting to the wall.

"I don't know."

The Hogwarts Express has multiple magical protections, and the possibility of an accident is almost zero.

The brakes just now were a little sudden, it seems that something really happened.

"Squeak--" a sharp sound like a knife tip scratching the glass sounded.

Everyone looked at the window and saw a half-cloak-like black shadow floating in the rainstorm.

"What is that?" Hermione hugged her shoulders subconsciously.

It's only September, why does it feel like winter?

Another black shadow floated by.

The carefree George joked: "Maybe it encountered some dark creatures."

Qiu blew a breath on the cold palm of his hand, "Don't joke, there is magic on the train to drive them away."

The black shadow floated by for the third time, and a layer of fog appeared on the glass.

Vincent stretched out his hand to wipe the foggy place.

Not outside, but inside.

The temperature did not change, but the fog quickly spread back and even condensed into water mist.

He looked back and found that they were all shivering, and a few cute pets were alert.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's cold." Fred rubbed his hands, "Dude, don't you feel cold?"

"No." Vincent shrugged and looked at the window glass that had a thin layer of frost.

"Squeak--" The harsh sound rang again.

Even if they couldn't see clearly, they knew that the shadow was back.

"Ah--" A scream came from outside the compartment.

It sounded like Draco's.

Vincent, the only one who didn't feel uncomfortable, quickly pulled out his wand.

Just as he was about to go out to see what was going on, Astoria suddenly screamed behind him.

"It--it's there!"

A very rotten withered hand stretched out from the seat next to Neville.

"Gulp--"

Neville looked down and fainted without even a cry of surprise.

"Expecto Patronus!" Vincent's wand tip emitted a golden light.

The withered hand that was illuminated hurriedly retracted as if it was burned.

The half-meter-tall Suanni Patronus brought warmth and dispelled the coldness from the soul.

Under the shining golden light, the frost on the glass stopped thickening and even began to melt.

"Drip--" Water drops dripped down the windowsill.

Vaguely, a large black shadow could be seen outside, and they seemed to be watching this compartment.

"It's--it's the Dementors." Hermione's voice trembled.

This was an instinctive fear, and even the twins who were always smiling and smiling became nervous.

There were several just visible, and the number surrounding the Hogwarts Express would only be more.

The breath of despair began to erode the entire compartment.

"What are you afraid of." Vincent pointed his wand out of the window, "Don't you all know the Patronus Charm?"

The Suanni Patronus rushed out of the car, and its curly hair exploded with starlight like fireworks.

Its claws slapped a Dementor who covered his right hand.

The Dementors who brought despair scattered in fear.

Everyone locked their eyes on Vincent.

Facing this terrifying dark creature for the first time, anyone would inevitably feel fear.

They were just children, even Rolf.

Cedric stopped trembling, pulled out his wand and pointed it out the window, "Expecto Patronus!"

The light blue light on the tip of his wand became brighter and brighter, as if something was about to come out of it.

It was a Patronus, a small and graceful horse.

It flew out of the carriage and drove away the Dementors together with the Suan Ni Patronus.

"I'm curious--" Fred narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly, "Ced, what happy thing did you think of?"

Cedric subconsciously looked over at Qiu, and then turned back stiffly as if he was guilty.

"Anyway, I'm not messing with you guys late at night."

The uncomfortable fear was disappearing little by little.

George joked, "Qiu, you seem to be blushing."

Qiu covered her little face in panic.

Hermione beside him loosened her clenched hands, "He lied to you."

Vincent, who was concentrating on dealing with the Dementors, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It's a good thing that the friends have overcome their instinctive fear, but the appearance of these dark creatures is too abnormal.

They should stay in Azkaban in the North Sea, instead of hanging around outside and absorbing the students' happy emotions.

The Ministry of Magic made the mistake in making the arrangement, but the root cause lies with the prison escapee Sirius.

With the change of ideas, the patronus of Suanni grew a circle.

It was wrapped in flames, looking very majestic and domineering.

The horse patron saint seemed to be inspired, and his little body grew up little by little.

The dementors scattered further, but none of them seemed to have any intention of leaving.

The smile on Vincent's face faded.

The patron saint of Suanni roared towards them.

Astoria waved her little hands to cheer up the two patron saints.

Like his character, Suani is full of aggression, and even if the Dementor wants to turn away, he will be slapped with a claw.

Students in other cubicles noticed what was happening outside.

"Wayne!" Draco gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Just now, I was having a meeting with the top management of the Black Swan Club, and when they were discussing how to stumble Vincent, a terrifying face without facial features suddenly poked its head in from the ceiling.

He was the first to notice, and the first to be frightened and scream.

The terrifying creature soon disappeared, and then a dull golden light lit up outside the window.

"Draco, are they dementors?" Pansy, with a pale face, came over and said,

"Why are these ghosts here? What on earth does the Ministry of Magic do?"

"It should be a security check." Draco took a deep breath.

"My dad said they were placed in some remote suburbs to prevent Blake from escaping."

Blaise stopped trembling, "But this is the only way the school bus must pass!"

"Damn Blake!" Marcus yelled angrily:

"A witch scum like him deserves a kiss from a dementor!"

The Suanni Patronus drove the Dementors further and further away, and Draco's fists clenched tighter.

Sirius was a Death Eater, as was his father Lucius.

Marcus's map cannon was a little big, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was saved by his mortal enemy.

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