In the darkness, everyone was silent for two seconds, and then there was a burst of confusion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What's wrong?" Ron's voice came from behind Harry. Vio was then thrust to the side, the cold touch making her understand that her forehead had hit the glass of the private room door.

"Who? I'm sorry I thought it was the wall," Harry said apologetically, Vio in pain reluctant to answer him right away.

"Ouch!" Hermione said breathlessly, "Ron, that's my foot!"

Suddenly, a hand reached over and pulled her to the side, Vio had to follow, and bumped again, she felt that the suffocation caused by the crowd had decreased a lot.

They must have been in the hallway, which was darker but more comfortable than in a small private room with five or six people.

As her eyes adjusted to the darkness a little, Vio saw the indistinct black silhouette of the person still pulling her.

He was slightly taller than himself, thin and straight.

Judging by the height, it should be Ron's right.

Ron was still showing off his five-centimeter size last night.

Vio sighed, Ron was still very attentive.

In the future, he and Hermione will be able to try to help them more and make them less detours.

"My wand is still in the suitcase, do you have it with you?" I think this car should have stopped for a Dementor inspection arranged by the Ministry of Magic, I happened to learn a very useful spell during the summer vacation, did you get a new wand and lend it to me?"

Groping along Ron's hand, Vio touched a hardwood wand, which she pulled hard, but Ron didn't react and held the wand firmly in his hand.

Vio was wondering, and then a joking voice sounded near his head, "What, Santriel, you don't thank me and want to take my wand away?"

It turned out to be Draco!

"Huh?" Vio was surprised that Draco was taller than her, and how could it be, she remembered that she had slapped Draco's head last year. "Don't make a fuss, Ron, I know you're imitating someone else, but"

"Hmph. A sucker. The man scolded Vio in a low voice, and then let go of her hand, listening to the annoyance of the voice. Then, the man strode away.

Could it be that Draco was really pulling her out on the other side of her just now?

"Draco?" she shouted anxiously, but the footsteps grew farther and farther away.

It was still pitch black, and she didn't have a wand in her hand, so why did she put it in her suitcase, but it wasn't dangerous to travel this way, they were staying with Professor Lupin.

Vio had planned to rely on Professor Lupin for help, but Draco had accidentally pulled her out of the carriage and she had mistaken him for Ron, which was fine.

Now he can only stare at the darkness around him with wide eyes.

"Draco?" Vio shouted again uncertainly, but no one around responded, and the otherwise noisy carriage suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The cold air burrowed into Vio's clothes, making her shiver unconsciously.

Looks like the Dementors are coming.

Vio began to figure out, it would be safer for her to find a carriage to get into before the Dementors came around.

She reached forward, but seemed to feel her skin shrink together through a damp, sticky membrane. Then, a pressure from all sides seemed to squeeze her soul out, and a chill went to her chest and her heart, as if all the blood vessels were frozen, and Vio felt a little fluttery.

The waves around her were getting more and more raging, the cold was getting more and more biting, and she just had to go up a little more, a little more, and she could get away from those things

"Daylight!"

In the distance, a silver light flashed, and Vio felt her body become heavy again, torn from mid-air, and in the darkness and cold again, a sense of despair that would never be happy filled her chest, clogging her and refusing to leave.

She struggled to open her glasses, and then saw a terrifying sight through the flickering wand in front of her.

About two paces away from her was a cloaked, almost ceiling-tall monster that looked like a devil, with a turban on its face.

This is a Dementor, it's ugly. Vio thought weakly. Who saved me this time, I must not admit my mistake again.

Soon, the silver light, which was not very strong, faintly disappeared.

The Dementor's hand came out of the cloak, glowing like a skin-covered bone, gray, thin, and thick scab, like something dead and rotting in some liquid.

But it only appeared for less than a second.

The Dementor seemed to feel Vio's gaze, and it slid forward, gasping again, trembling, sucking hard, Vio felt the invisible pull again.

"Santriel?!" someone seemed to be calling out to her, and she tried hard to hear clearly, but it became more and more vague: "Hurry up, I'll give you the Patronus Charm, you can"

Vio really wanted to open his mouth and tell him, I can't, I don't have the strength. She couldn't even open her mouth.

Two seconds of silence.

A quiet voice calmly shouted beside her, "Divine Guard." ”

A burst of white light from the tip of the wand illuminated the corridors of the carriage, and a long, glowing body slammed its horns into the Dementor.

Then, Vio felt the tuck for her soul disappear, replaced by a burst of warmth and comfort, as if she had been salvaged from the sea and sunbathed in a warm, dry environment.

"Quick, let her eat some chocolate, don't touch her, let her lean for a while. A gentle voice commanded methodically beside Vio, "You two, go back to your box, it's too crowded." You go inside and see how Harry is. I went to the front of the car, I had something to tell the driver. ”

Vio felt someone gently pinch her cheek and then stuffed a piece of sweet chocolate in her mouth.

A warm current instantly filled her entire body, from the tips of her fingers to her heart.

When I opened my eyes, everything was clear again, and the carriage was bright again.

Vio was leaning against a man sitting on the ground when she moved, and found that she was wrapped in a robe with silver stars on the face.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry all knelt on her sidelines and looked at her worriedly.

Harry's face was sallow, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he was holding a large piece of chocolate in his hand, and he looked like he had just been greeted by the Dementors.

Vio grinned at them reluctantly, indicating that he was fine. (To be continued.) )