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"Jack, where did you get this cat?" Hermione said happily as she hugged a big ginger cat. The big cat lay comfortably in Hermione's arms, and happily rolled over, exposing her belly, so that Hermione could tickle him.

"It's a very special cat, it's very smart." Silver reached out and stroked the big cat's chin. "It's called Crook Hill and it has the blood of a raccoon dog. Because it doesn't look cute, I stayed in the pet store for a long time, and no one wanted to buy it. I saw it pitiful, so I bought it. ”

"Oh, poor Crookshan, you must have had a hard time." Hermione caressed Crookshank's fluffy fur lovingly.

"Crookhill has the blood of a raccoon dog, it can understand human language, and it can accurately distinguish between lies and malicious people. It is also very loyal, and once it approves of a wizard, it follows him all the way - the loyalty of the cat's civet is more reliable than the wizard's oath. But that's not all. It should have the bloodline of another feline-like magical creature on it. The bloodline of this feline-like magical creature should be even more magical. I've magically tested another bloodline of Crookshank, but I can't tell which one it is. But what is certain is that this bloodline is far stronger than the bloodline of the cat. As Crook Mountain grows, it will also show more and more special talents. ”

Hermione lowered Crookhill and grabbed Crookshank's two front paws, allowing it to stand on the ground in a boxer stance. "Hey, Crookshan, sounds like you're going to be a great cat." Crookshank gurgled and gurgled as if it were meant to be said, of course.

"Hermione, I'll leave Crookshant over to you to feed. You play with Crook Hill for a while, and I'll pick up Sister Petyr in this carriage. This time, there were a lot of ill-intentioned guests on the Hogwarts Express. ”

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The Hogwarts Express made steady heading north, the scenery outside the window getting wilder and darker, and the clouds overhead getting thicker. Outside the door of their carriage, there were people walking back and forth incessantly. Crookshank was now sitting peacefully in an empty seat, playing with a ball of yarn that Hermione had turned into a chocolate wrapper. The Petyr sisters fell asleep as they sat on each other's seats. Hermione was looking at the Ancient Magic Texts, taking notes from time to time. As for Silver - well, he's busy.

Yes, Silver was busy, talking to two beautiful girls.

"Jack, do you think I should change my broomstick? My Comet 26o hasn't been in good form lately, and it doesn't have any advantage in the current game, especially against Slytherin...... "It's Cho Chang who speaks, she's the uninvited type.

"Jack, do you know that your silver-gray head may be caused by an insect called psoriasis, which will leave their color on the baby's head, and this color will never fade......" Don't guess, this must be Luna, this girl is also of the uninvited type.

"Oh, you can change the color of the broomstick to make it happy? What an interesting idea. Autumn Zhang puffed up and put it away, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"You're right, the scimitar-horned snorer must be a zài, my dad and I both believe this, I didn't expect you to be so sure of it, Jack." Luna's face was stern.

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In short, most of the journey was spent in Silver's pleasant chat with the two girls.

Just when everyone thought that the journey would be as safe as it had been in previous years, all the lights went out all of a sudden.

The train is getting slower and slower. The sound of the wheels was quieter, and the wind and rain outside the window were louder. Silver was closest to the door and got up to check the hallway. In the carriages on the side of the corridor, there were people peeking out. The train shook and stopped, and there was a thudding sound in the distance, indicating that the luggage had fallen from the shelf.

"What's going on, Silver?" Hermione asked. Crookshank jumped into Hermione's arms, his hair standing on end, a vigilant look.

"I don't know, but it's certainly not as simple as the train stopping suddenly." Silver replied casually, pulling out his wand.

There was a short, squeaky and screeching sound, and people were poking their heads out of the carriage in the hope of knowing something.

"Why did it suddenly get cold?" Cho Chang said she wrapped her clothes tightly. Sister Patil had already woken up by this time. The daughters huddled together, and their instincts told them that something bad was going to happen.

"Fluorescent flickering." The faint glow of the wand allowed Silver to finally see in the darkness. He reached out to open the carriage door. But before he could get to the door, it slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the light of Silver's wand, was a cloaked, ceiling-high monster. Its face is completely hidden under the turban. Silver's eyes went downward, and what he saw made his stomach tighten: a hand came out of his cloak, and it shimmered, gray, thin, and crusted, as if something had died, soaked in water, and rotted. It took less than a second for that hand to appear. The monster under the cloak seemed to sense Silver's gaze, and the hand suddenly shrank into the folds of the black cloak. Then, something beneath the turban, whatever it was, took a breath, long, slow, and trembling, as if trying to suck something other than air from the surroundings.

"Something bold and stupid." Silver felt a biting coldness around him and sneered. "Protective Guard!" Silver pointed at his wand, and a large silver-white bird flew out of Silver's wand. This is a dazzling large bird, its sharp claws, huge wingspan, sharp eyes, sharp beak, indicating that this is a rare bird of prey. Its silver-white body is light and substantial.

The cloaked monster was terrified of the big silver-white bird. It fled in a hurry, shrunk its body, and slid away like a rag.

"Okay, I've driven that thing away, it's okay." Silver said to the girls shivering in the corner of the carriage. "I'll take a look at the other cars."

Silver followed the big silver-white bird, and the big bird let out a bright cry as it flew, and the silver-white light on its body became more and more intense, and finally it turned into a silver-white sun, and the strong light forced people to dare not look directly. One caped monster after another was driven out of the carriage. He saw Harry, fainting to the ground, and Malfoy, who was trembling with fear and hugging Goyle and Black. But he didn't stop to worry about anything, the number of Dementors was far greater than Silver had imagined, and he had to hurry.

Eventually, Silver made his way to the end of the train. He saw two wizards sitting on the ground, dressed in Ministry of Magic costumes—

"What's going on? Why are Dementors on the Hogwarts Express? Why didn't you stop these Dementors? Silver was furious.

A smaller wizard on the left said weakly, "This is an order from the Minister of Magic, we are going to Hogwarts with this group of Dementors to protect Harry Potter." ”

"Protection?" Silver snorted, "I think these Dementors are trying to suck the souls of all the students at Hogwarts!" It's just audacious! If something happens to a student, don't even think about sitting in his seat. ”

"We don't know why the Dementors are like this, they seem normal at first, but then they get completely out of control, and our Patronus is powerless against a group of dementors who are rampant." Another wizard explained.

"Well, anyway, now the Dementors have been forced back by me. You'd better make sure you don't have any more problems for the rest of the journey. There were more than a dozen future heirs of ancient magical families and hundreds of young wizards on this train, and they would surely write letters to their families after this shock. You'd better both report to your superiors - hopefully the Ministry of Magic will be able to handle the turmoil over this incident. Silver sneered, put away his Patronus, and headed straight for his carriage.