Chapter 372: A Little Trouble

Time does not speed up or slow itself down by people's demands, and this is the end of the "planned" trial.

Under the deliberate suppression, the news of Malfoy's "revenge" has not yet spread, but it has already been published in today's Daily Prophet, and it is waiting for those sturdy owls to deliver the news from these newspapers to every household.

Snowflake envelopes will be sprinkled on institutions today, announcing his return.

Malfoy himself made his way back to school in the early morning.

The Hogwarts Express trains generally only depart at a fixed time, such as when school starts and holidays, because there is a lot of student traffic at this time, and only this kind of train with a large passenger volume can meet the demand, and it usually does not start, which will cause a lot of waste.

The wizard's train, of course, consumes the wizard's energy, which does not mean that it can be squandered wantonly.

However, at Lucius's strong request, even if there was only one passenger this time, the express train was launched exceptionally.

For the sake of some pomp, but also to show its formality.

Narcissa also didn't want to see her children use the Floo Powder Network, which would become disgraced after using it.

To announce the return, it is always necessary to use the formal way.

The sky has not yet dawned, and there is still a dim scenery outside the window, a silence, only the metal symphony of the bottom of the train body, the steel wheels and the steel rails.

It seemed to be cold outside, the cold air condensed into a layer of mist attached to the inside of the window, Malfoy stretched out his index finger, and gently scratched it a few times, with the help of the faint light in the box, the scene outside the train was immediately clear.

Stretches of forest and mountains stretched along the railway, with no end in sight, and a thick mist shrouded them, with a faint eerie feeling, except for a few curves of great curvature, the train ran very smoothly most of the time.

It's dark at dawn.

He saw two or three owls fluttering their wings, lowering their flight trajectory, and moving side by side with the train.

Then, a glimmer of pre-dawn light began to emerge in the clouds, piercing the dim canopy of the sky, and swaying down wantonly, turning from darkness to light, shaking his eyes a little.

At this time, the train suddenly shook sharply a few times, and suddenly stopped, with a dull sound, as if it had hit something, and the owl, which was flying side by side outside the window, was frightened, and was startled away, and swooped into the forest beside it.

In fact, it is still inexplicably in line with the atmosphere of a horror story, a train with only one passenger, driving in the dark, and then the train breaks down and suddenly stops.

What happens next?

Nobody knows.

But horror stories are scary because the audience is ordinary people, and for wizards, it is unknown magic that is feared.

It seems that there is something wrong with the train, which is very rare for a train.

Malfoy closed his eyelids and waited for a moment, but he didn't start yet, and there was a faint sense of doubt in his heart.

He raised his wand and released a dull, yellowish ball from his cuff, surrounded by a black eyeball, which swirled in its sockets and glowed faintly yellow in the pitch-black carriage, the spoils of his adventures.

Be able to share a part of your field of vision with yourself.

Of course, the Patronus summoned by the Patronus Charm also has this effect, but it looks a little conspicuous and is not suitable for use in a dim environment, and it will also cause some level of exposure.

Shortly after it flew out, it had risen slightly to gain a wider field of vision, and at the very front of the train, the front of the locomotive had been smashed to pieces, the crimson iron sheet had been smashed into pieces, and the wheels had been jammed by the twisted tracks.

Several huge giants were still wielding the trunks of the uprooted giant trees, slamming them into the front of the express train, causing the entire carriage to shake with such force that the force of the impact made the entire carriage begin to shake.

Soon after, Malfoy heard the howls of some werewolves, and the sharp sound pierced through the glass of the car window, as if to shatter them, and after a few violent vibrations, a sharp roar reached his ears, and he turned desperately.

On the plain not far away, dozens of werewolves covered in manes roared and ran frantically towards the train.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

Malfoy immediately stood up from his seat and cast a lighting spell to move closer to the front of the train.

It could have been an ambush set by Voldemort, an ambush set against the students who were about to return.

How to look at it, both the time and the object are wrong.

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from the werewolf's IQ.

Today must have been an accident, they smelled the scent of the living, only a very small part of it came, it was their spontaneous behavior.

If it is really planned, it will definitely not be only such a small number, and one teacher can cope with it.

Most of the werewolves who obey Voldemort's orders lack wisdom and judgment, and most rely on instinct to act, and can understand some simple commands when needed.

They may have been encountered here in order to attack the students in advance when the train was returning to school.

But it was clear that time was not right, and that Malfoy had met the wrong people at the wrong time, and Malfoy decided not to entangle them.

He balanced his body, walked briskly through the carriages, reached the front of the car, and then opened the window, and the cold wind blew in immediately, as if a sharp knife was scraping his face.

Malfoy didn't care, but stretched out his wand and waved it continuously, and a faint and inconspicuous light flashed from the tip of the wand and then shot out.

The defensive instinct caused the giants to lift the trees to shield them, and the faint light of the spell was inconspicuous at the end of the day, but it was still blocked by the thick trees.

But they don't understand the meaning of the spell, or they wouldn't have done it.

Because the mantra is - "Restore to the original!"

A powerful force spontaneously came from the trunk of the tree in their hands, and directly broke free from the grip of the giants, and flew towards the misty jungle not far away.

They stared at their empty hands stupidly, their eyes glazed over, as if they didn't understand what was happening.

It took his strength to pull out the broken weapon, why did he suddenly fly away again.

Then something even more bizarre happened in their eyes, the broken pieces of iron scattered near the track miraculously jumped up on their own, as if an invisible palm quickly reassembled and quickly restored them.

The sudden whistle of the train startled them again, and the werewolf was frightened and retreated like a tide.

The giant looked at the train that had accumulated kinetic energy and subconsciously let go of his body, and took a few steps back.

After all, there is no formed resistance to organize

Malfoy didn't want to spend too much time with them.

He was inexplicably sad now.

This means that he may not be able to make it to breakfast at Hogwarts, and a ritualistic return should be missed, which can be postponed until the evening.

There may have been some problems with the first lesson.

"Being late on the first day back to school doesn't bode well. Malfoy returned to his seat, looked out the window at the receding scenery, and sighed inwardly.

Most of the werewolves who obey Voldemort's orders lack wisdom and judgment, and most rely on instinct to act, and can understand some simple commands when needed.

But obviously, the time was not right, and the wrong person was met at the wrong time.

tossed like this for a while, delaying him a lot of time.

Predictably, the Hogwarts Express route is not necessarily safe.