The Hogwarts train moved quickly without any further trouble along the way.

Due to the delay of the Dementors' search, by the time the train entered the station, it was completely dark, and only the sporadic street lamps guided the way.

Harry in the carriage was really unconscious all the way and couldn't wake up for a long time, Hermione and Ron were very worried, and Ivan was a little strange.

He remembered that Harry hadn't been unconscious for so long.

However, Ivan soon remembered that Harry was on the train in the original plane, and he had not been surrounded by a group of Dementors like he had just been...

At that time, even he couldn't restrain his emotions, and he started to expel those monsters that sucked pleasure and caused pain, and Harry was even more affected.

When the train stopped, Ivan packed his luggage, and Lupin took the initiative to carry Harry, who had passed out, and the group got off the train together.

As soon as Malfoy and his two followers got off the train, they saw Harry lying on Lupin's shoulder, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to come over.

"Oh, our poor Potter... I've heard that he was scared out by a group of Dementors, is that really the case? He's all right, right? Malfoy pretended to be concerned and sighed.

His two henchmen, Goyle and Clark, giggled, and the air was filled with joy...

"Do you want to fight? Malfoy? Harry was attacked by the Dementors! Is the attack known? Ron said angrily.

"Attack, how did you attack? Was Potter kissed by a Dementor? I've heard my dad say that they love to treat prisoners like that." Malfoy pulled his wizarding robes and buttoned them over his head, following the example of the Dementors, terrorizing Ron and teasing.

"Malfoy, huh? The Dementor kiss is far more terrifying than you might think! That's no joke," Lupin interrupted Malfoy's words with a frown, and continued solemnly. "It can suck your soul! Turn your body into an empty shell! ”

"Who are you?" Malfoy was startled, then looked at him with some annoyance.

"I'm the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!" Lupin said indifferently.

"Oh, is it? Hello, Professor! I'm looking forward to you staying longer this semester..."Malfoy's face grimned, but he didn't dare to say it too obviously.

After leaving this sentence, Malfoy beckoned Goyle and Clark to take the first step, and glared at Ivan fiercely before leaving.

Ivan stole his house-elves last school year, so much so that his mother Narcissa cooked for the summer vacation.

However, a noble woman who has never cooked before can imagine what it would be like for a noble woman to suddenly start cooking.

So he was forced to eat dark food for weeks, until his father couldn't take it anymore and found a servant who knew how to cook magic, which ended his miserable life...

"Why did that Malfoy target Harry so much?" Lupin watched Malfoy leave, then turned to Ivan and asked curiously.

I don't know? Ivan shook his head helplessly, but still tried to analyze it in combination with Malfoy's performance in the original space.

"I've heard that some children like to hide themselves in this strange way... Well, care! What do Muggles call this term? Tsundere? ”

Is that so? Lupin hadn't heard of the new word tsundere, but he was able to understand exactly what Ivan meant.

"Ivan... Doesn't seem like you're what you say? Ron stammered, and Hermione looked at Ivan with a strange expression.

"Don't you think Malfoy's reaction is fierce every time Harry gets injured or accomplishes something?" Ivan said casually.

Ron thought about it carefully, and shuddered for a while, was this the case? That's horrible...

As they spoke, they came to a carriage.

Lupin lay the sleeping Harry on the bench at the back of the carriage so that he could sleep comfortably, and he sat down across from him, turning to the others.

"One more person can sit down, which of you wants to come up!"

Hermione glanced at Ivan and hesitated, and Ron got into the car with a big grin and sat down next to Lupin, taking care of Harry with him.

Although Harry had two seats on his own, the carriage moved slowly, and it didn't seem like it had to be a four-person ride to get off.

Sitting in the carriage, Ron wondered if the carriage was moving on its own, wondering if there was some kind of magic applied to it, like the car he and Harry had driven last school.

The other two turned to the next carriage.

Ivan walked a few steps, but did not get into the carriage immediately, silently looking at the two Thestrals erected in front of the carriage.

They looked scrawny, with a dragon-like head, no flesh at all, and black fur clinging to the skeleton, and even the gaps between the bones could be clearly seen.

The most striking thing is the large, black wings on both sides, which look like enlarged versions of bat wings, blending into the black night sky, looking strange and unlucky.

He could see Thestrals...

That's right, he thought that he had killed four people with his own hands in two months and witnessed the corpses of more than a dozen wizards, so he could be regarded as understanding death.

Ivan wasn't happy, but a little sad, obviously last school year he still wished he could look at this creature directly...

Hermione wondered why Ivan had stopped, and was about to ask aloud when a melodious and ethereal voice rang out in the carriage.

"They look cool, don't they?"

Ivan was interrupted from his thoughts and noticed the little witch sitting alone in the carriage with a newspaper in her hand.

"Why are you here alone, Luna? What about your roommates? Ivan asked curiously.

"They don't want to sit in a carriage with me," Luna whispered without the slightest dissatisfaction on her face.

"But I'm fine on my own, the carriage will always go anyway."

"Do you want to sit up?" Luna suddenly patted the place next to her and invited.

"Of course, that's exactly three people!" Ivan nodded, climbed into the carriage, and sat across from Luna.

Hermione followed, hesitated and sat down beside Ivan.

Thestrals drove slowly in the carriage towards Hogwarts Castle in the dim darkness of the night...

Ivan looked at the Thestrals pulling the carts, they were amazing creatures that always kept people quiet by looking at them directly.

Luna tilted her head and watched...

Hermione's eyes widened and she looked in the direction of their gaze, and there was nothing there.

Hermione was discouraged by the thought that she had touched this creature herself in the previous school year, which meant that Thestrals were real...

But why can't she see it?