Chapter 602 Facing Fear and Despair
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Compared with the laughing and laughing cubicle W, the students in other cubicles felt that the temperature dropped suddenly.
It is raining heavily outside, and the temperature drop will not be so ridiculous.
It doesn't feel cold physically, this chill is more like coming from the soul.
The speed of the car is getting slower and slower, as if it is about to stop.
"Are you at the station?" Astoraya poked his head out of the compartment door.
With a bang, the train really stopped.
Suddenly, she nearly fell over.
But compared to Hogwarts Castle, this little accident is nothing.
It seemed that there was a gust of wind blowing, and the kerosene lamps in the aisle were going out one by one.
The students poked their heads out one after another, as if wondering why the train stopped halfway.
Astoria shivered and went back into the brightly lit compartment.
"What happened?" Vincent put the alchemy props for lighting on the wall.
"I do not know."
The Hogwarts Express has multiple magical protections, and the possibility of accidents is almost zero.
The brakes just now were a little sudden, and it seems that something really happened.
"Squeak—" There was a piercing sound like the tip of a knife slicing through glass.
Everyone looked at the window one after another, and saw a black shadow like a half-cape drifting through the rainstorm.
"What's that?" Hermione subconsciously hugged her shoulders.
It's only September, how come it feels like winter is already here.
Another black shadow drifted past.
The carefree George joked, "Maybe I ran into some dark creature."
Qiu Chao breathed a sigh of relief at the icy palms, "Don't be kidding, there is magic to expel them on the train."
The black shadow drifted past for the third time, and a layer of fog formed on the glass.
Vincent reached out to wipe the foggy place.
Not outside, but inside.
The temperature did not change, but the mist quickly spread back, and even condensed into water mist.
He looked back and found that they were all trembling, but a few cute pets were vigilant.
"What happen to you guys?"
"It's cold." Fred rubbed his hands, "Dude, don't you feel cold?"
"I don't think so." Vincent shrugged and looked at the window glass that had formed a thin layer of frost.
"Squeak—" the piercing voice sounded again.
Even if they couldn't see clearly, they knew that the black shadow had returned.
"Ah—" A scream came from outside the compartment.
It sounded like Draco's.
Vincent, the only one who didn't feel any discomfort, quickly drew out his wand.
Just when he was about to go out to check the situation, there was a sudden scream from Astoria behind him.
"It—it's there!"
A withered, rotting hand protruded from the seat next to Neville.
"Google—"
Neville glanced down and passed out without even yelling out an exclamation.
"Call for God's protection!" Vincent's stick tip glowed with golden light.
The withered hand that was illuminated hurriedly retracted as if it was being burned.
The half-meter-high suanni patron saint brings warmth and dispels the coldness from the soul.
Under the shining of the golden light, the frost on the glass no longer thickened, and even began to melt.
"Dick--" The water drops dripped down the window sill.
A large black shadow can be vaguely seen outside, and they seem to be staring at this compartment.
"It's - it's a dementor." Hermione's voice trembled.
It was an instinctive fear that even the twins, who were always smiling, were nervous.
There are several of them that can be seen, and the number surrounding the Hogwarts Express will only increase.A breath of despair began to corrode 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 patron saint of suanni rushed out of the car, and his curly hair exploded into starlight like fireworks.
Its paws snapped at a dementor clutching its right hand.
The despairing dementors scattered in horror.
Everyone locked their eyes on Vincent.
Faced with this terrifying dark creature for the first time, it is inevitable for anyone to feel fear.
They are just children, even Rove.
Cedric stopped trembling, pulled out his wand and pointed it out of the window forcefully, "Call God for protection!"
The light blue light on the tip of his staff became brighter and brighter, as if something was about to come out of it.
It was a Patronus, a handsome colt.
It flew to the outside of the carriage, driving away the dementors together with the patron saint of suanni.
"I'm curious—" Fred squinted his eyes and smirked, "Sed, what happy things did you think of?"
Cedric looked towards Qiu subconsciously, and then turned back stiffly as if guilty.
"Anyway, I'm not messing with you at night."
The uncomfortable feeling of fear is disappearing little by little.
George joked: "Qiu, you seem to be blushing."
Qiu panicked and covered her face.
Hermione beside her let go of her tightly clenched hands, "He lied to you."
Vincent, who was concentrating on dealing with the dementors, raised his mouth slightly.
It's good for friends to overcome their instinctive fear, but the appearance of these dark creatures is really abnormal.
They should be in Azkaban in the North Sea, not hanging out, sucking the joy out of the students.
The Ministry of Magic was at fault for making the arrangements, but the root cause was Sirius, the prison-breaker.
With the change of thinking, the patron saint of suanni has grown up again.
It has flames wrapped around its body, and it looks very mighty and domineering.
The patron saint of horses seemed to be inspired, and his small body grew up little by little.
The dementors were further apart, but none of them seemed intent on leaving.
The smile on Vincent's face faded away.
The patron saint of Suanni roared and rushed towards them.
Astoria waved his little hand to cheer the two patron saints on.
Just like her personality, Suan Ni is full of aggressiveness, and even a dementor who wants to turn around and leave has to be clawed.
Students in other compartments all noticed the situation outside.
"Wayne!" Draco gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
I had a meeting with the top management of the Black Swan Club just now, and when I was discussing how to trip Vincent, a terrifying face without facial features suddenly poked in from the ceiling.
He was the first to spot it, and the first to scream in fright.
The terrifying creature disappeared quickly, and then a faint golden light lit up outside the window.
"Draco, are they dementors?" Pansy with a pale face leaned over,
"How did these ghosts come here? What the hell is the Ministry of Magic doing?"
"It should be a security check." Draco took a deep breath,
"My father said that they were arranged in some remote suburbs to prevent Black from escaping."
Blaise stopped trembling, "But this is the only way for the school bus!"
"Damn Black!" Marcus yelled angrily:
"A witch scum like him deserves a dementor's kiss!"
The Patronus of Suanni drove the dementor farther and farther away, and Draco's clenched fists became tighter.
Sirius was a Death Eater, as was his father Lucius.
The map gun Marcus drove was a bit big, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was saved by his deadly enemy.
……
……
It is raining heavily outside, and the temperature drop will not be so ridiculous.
It doesn't feel cold physically, this chill is more like coming from the soul.
The speed of the car is getting slower and slower, as if it is about to stop.
"Are you at the station?" Astoraya poked his head out of the compartment door.
With a bang, the train really stopped.
Suddenly, she nearly fell over.
But compared to Hogwarts Castle, this little accident is nothing.
It seemed that there was a gust of wind blowing, and the kerosene lamps in the aisle were going out one by one.
The students poked their heads out one after another, as if wondering why the train stopped halfway.
Astoria shivered and went back into the brightly lit compartment.
"What happened?" Vincent put the alchemy props for lighting on the wall.
"I do not know."
The Hogwarts Express has multiple magical protections, and the possibility of accidents is almost zero.
The brakes just now were a little sudden, and it seems that something really happened.
"Squeak—" There was a piercing sound like the tip of a knife slicing through glass.
Everyone looked at the window one after another, and saw a black shadow like a half-cape drifting through the rainstorm.
"What's that?" Hermione subconsciously hugged her shoulders.
It's only September, how come it feels like winter is already here.
Another black shadow drifted past.
The carefree George joked, "Maybe I ran into some dark creature."
Qiu Chao breathed a sigh of relief at the icy palms, "Don't be kidding, there is magic to expel them on the train."
The black shadow drifted past for the third time, and a layer of fog formed on the glass.
Vincent reached out to wipe the foggy place.
Not outside, but inside.
The temperature did not change, but the mist quickly spread back, and even condensed into water mist.
He looked back and found that they were all trembling, but a few cute pets were vigilant.
"What happen to you guys?"
"It's cold." Fred rubbed his hands, "Dude, don't you feel cold?"
"I don't think so." Vincent shrugged and looked at the window glass that had formed a thin layer of frost.
"Squeak—" the piercing voice sounded again.
Even if they couldn't see clearly, they knew that the black shadow had returned.
"Ah—" A scream came from outside the compartment.
It sounded like Draco's.
Vincent, the only one who didn't feel any discomfort, quickly drew out his wand.
Just when he was about to go out to check the situation, there was a sudden scream from Astoria behind him.
"It—it's there!"
A withered, rotting hand protruded from the seat next to Neville.
"Google—"
Neville glanced down and passed out without even yelling out an exclamation.
"Call for God's protection!" Vincent's stick tip glowed with golden light.
The withered hand that was illuminated hurriedly retracted as if it was being burned.
The half-meter-high suanni patron saint brings warmth and dispels the coldness from the soul.
Under the shining of the golden light, the frost on the glass no longer thickened, and even began to melt.
"Dick--" The water drops dripped down the window sill.
A large black shadow can be vaguely seen outside, and they seem to be staring at this compartment.
"It's - it's a dementor." Hermione's voice trembled.
It was an instinctive fear that even the twins, who were always smiling, were nervous.
There are several of them that can be seen, and the number surrounding the Hogwarts Express will only increase.A breath of despair began to corrode 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 patron saint of suanni rushed out of the car, and his curly hair exploded into starlight like fireworks.
Its paws snapped at a dementor clutching its right hand.
The despairing dementors scattered in horror.
Everyone locked their eyes on Vincent.
Faced with this terrifying dark creature for the first time, it is inevitable for anyone to feel fear.
They are just children, even Rove.
Cedric stopped trembling, pulled out his wand and pointed it out of the window forcefully, "Call God for protection!"
The light blue light on the tip of his staff became brighter and brighter, as if something was about to come out of it.
It was a Patronus, a handsome colt.
It flew to the outside of the carriage, driving away the dementors together with the patron saint of suanni.
"I'm curious—" Fred squinted his eyes and smirked, "Sed, what happy things did you think of?"
Cedric looked towards Qiu subconsciously, and then turned back stiffly as if guilty.
"Anyway, I'm not messing with you at night."
The uncomfortable feeling of fear is disappearing little by little.
George joked: "Qiu, you seem to be blushing."
Qiu panicked and covered her face.
Hermione beside her let go of her tightly clenched hands, "He lied to you."
Vincent, who was concentrating on dealing with the dementors, raised his mouth slightly.
It's good for friends to overcome their instinctive fear, but the appearance of these dark creatures is really abnormal.
They should be in Azkaban in the North Sea, not hanging out, sucking the joy out of the students.
The Ministry of Magic was at fault for making the arrangements, but the root cause was Sirius, the prison-breaker.
With the change of thinking, the patron saint of suanni has grown up again.
It has flames wrapped around its body, and it looks very mighty and domineering.
The patron saint of horses seemed to be inspired, and his small body grew up little by little.
The dementors were further apart, but none of them seemed intent on leaving.
The smile on Vincent's face faded away.
The patron saint of Suanni roared and rushed towards them.
Astoria waved his little hand to cheer the two patron saints on.
Just like her personality, Suan Ni is full of aggressiveness, and even a dementor who wants to turn around and leave has to be clawed.
Students in other compartments all noticed the situation outside.
"Wayne!" Draco gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
I had a meeting with the top management of the Black Swan Club just now, and when I was discussing how to trip Vincent, a terrifying face without facial features suddenly poked in from the ceiling.
He was the first to spot it, and the first to scream in fright.
The terrifying creature disappeared quickly, and then a faint golden light lit up outside the window.
"Draco, are they dementors?" Pansy with a pale face leaned over,
"How did these ghosts come here? What the hell is the Ministry of Magic doing?"
"It should be a security check." Draco took a deep breath,
"My father said that they were arranged in some remote suburbs to prevent Black from escaping."
Blaise stopped trembling, "But this is the only way for the school bus!"
"Damn Black!" Marcus yelled angrily:
"A witch scum like him deserves a dementor's kiss!"
The Patronus of Suanni drove the dementor farther and farther away, and Draco's clenched fists became tighter.
Sirius was a Death Eater, as was his father Lucius.
The map gun Marcus drove was a bit big, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was saved by his deadly enemy.
……
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