Luna was a little strange about the McGoth question, the reason why she attached so much importance to the Golden Crown was not because of its power, but because she wanted to make the little wizards around her believe her and prove that she was not a liar, so she felt that this question was completely unnecessary, as long as Dumbledore was willing to prove it to be true in the end, what difference did it make to her whether it was a magical item or just the Golden Crown?

McGoth saw her opinion in her eyes, nodded, and was ready to tell Dumbledore first when he got to school, and then write to Lockhart to ask him to prepare.

After returning to the private room, the flight attendant pushed a large pile of food and asked them if they needed something to eat, and McGoth bought nearly half of the snacks and drinks for everyone to eat.

"If this one were chilled, it would be perfect." Drinking a drink similar to Fat House Happy Water, he smiled at the little wizards around him as he ate screaming chocolate.

"It would be nice to have some fried chicken and burgers." A young wizard from an ordinary family nodded and added.

Just as the big guys were happily interacting with each other, the already gloomy weather was getting darker and darker, and Magos looked at the closed sliding door and subconsciously pulled out his wand, knowing that the train would soon stop and that the Dementors would appear around him for the first time.

"What's wrong?" Luna, who was eating quietly, did not join the chatter around her, and she quickly noticed the change in Magos.

"There's a sense of unease." Magos spoke softly.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." As he spoke, he picked up an unopened bottle of drink and handed it to her,

"Don't just eat, this is delicious, you try it."

As soon as his words fell, the little wizards around him clearly felt that the train moving at an even speed was slowing down.

"Got to Hogwarts?" A young wizard, who is in the second year this year, looked at the people around him and asked.

Magos shook his head,

"Probably not," he said, looking at his watch,

"It's only halfway there."

The little wizards around couldn't sit still, and they got up and prepared to go out to ask the others what the situation was, but as soon as they opened the sliding door, the lights in the car were all extinguished in an instant, and the sudden darkness made many little wizards scream in fright, as well as screams and noises one after another.

"What's going on?" The little wizard from an ordinary family asked with some panic.

The answer to him was that he didn't know.

McGoth clenched his wand, he could feel the temperature of the drink in his left hand drop in a straight line, and he felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

He whispered the spell, and a white glow began to appear on the tip of his wand, which made the irritability in his heart disappear considerably, and then he took a sip of an iced drink to completely eliminate the feeling. Then he looked around at the little wizard and Luna, and it seemed that the white light made them feel a lot better.

"It's best not to use spells on the train." Luna whispered as she looked at the wand in Magos's hand.

"It's okay, it looks like there's something wrong with the train, and now with a lighting spell, I don't think there's a reason for the Ministry of Magic not to allow it."

Luna thought it made sense, and took out the spell and used it to cast a lighting spell.

"Do we need to go out and have a look?"

"It's better to sit here, I think it will be solved soon."

It may be that seeing what Magos did, soon a little light appeared in the train, and the little wizards used the light on their wands to frantically communicate about possible problems.

"What's that?" It was only as a few extremely frightened voices came, and the voices of many young wizards became lower and lower. Their uneasy probes looked in the direction of the sound that came out.

The frightened voice was also heard in the private room of McGoth, and several young wizards around him were holding their wands uneasy.

"Is it a hijacking?" Someone asked in horror.

"This is the Hogwarts Express, who can afford to rob this train?" There was a disturbing veto.

As the temperature grew colder and the light in front of them quickly dissipated, they realized that the terrible being was getting closer and closer to them.

McGoth felt the restlessness he had just dissipated come back at him, and he didn't seem to feel a glimmer of happiness in himself.

Soon he saw the terrible creature, which from a distance looked like a tattered cloak floating in the air, and when it approached it found that it was actually a man with a cloak and a crusted palm that had rotted all over its body as if it had been soaked in water. The outside alone made the little wizards around them breathe rapidly, and as the terrifying creature approached, the peace, hope, and joy in the surrounding air seemed to be drained like water.

By the time the Dementor floated to their sliding door, Magos had a vague feeling as if any good feelings, any happy memories had been sucked out of it, leaving only sadness and despair haunting him.

Just as McGoth would float all the way to Harry's side, something unexpected happened, the Dementors actually entered their room, and the little wizards around looked at the monster in horror, and even lost the courage to fight it.

McGoth watched as it floated towards Luna, and in a flash of light, he remembered that the Dementors seemed to be in league with Voldemort, and that one of Voldemort's Horcruxes was on Luna's body at this time.

Luna looked at the monster in front of her in a daze, and in a trance she seemed to go back to her childhood, back to the second before her mother died due to a mistake in the experimental spell.

"Nope." She desperately tried to stop her loudly, but found that she couldn't make any sound.

Magos watched anxiously as the Dementor's forehead slowly approached Luna's face, but Luna did not resist.

At this time, it was impossible to count on Lupin on the other side, and he tried to calm down, trying to think about happy things, trying to concentrate.

"Divine Guard!" He recited the Patronus Charm aloud, but his wand lit up only slightly and failed.

He was not discouraged, closed his eyes and was about to try again, but then the Dementor raised his blurred face to look at him, although his spell just now failed, but the Dementor still felt the aura that made it abhorrent, it did not hesitate to let go of the food on its mouth, a flash, it approached Magos face to face.

The mood that McGoth had just calmed down disappeared in an instant, and the happy things he had tried to think about were quickly replaced by disappointment and discomfort. But when he recalled the sad past of being too poor in his previous life, he suddenly remembered that he was now a super-rich second generation, at that moment he seemed to have evolved from a ** silk player who had not rushed a penny to a heavy kryptonite player, and his sad thoughts were instantly replaced by surprises, his attention was never more concentrated, his eyes suddenly opened, looking at the terrifying face that was close at hand, he calmly raised his wand.

"Divine Guard!"

A strong light burst out from the wand, and the dementors in front of them couldn't even resist at all, and flew out directly by the light.

Just after he used the Patronus Charm, a strong light burst out from the tail of the train, and when Mygoth saw it, it turned out that there was not just one Dementor who entered the train, and then he quickly looked back at his front, he didn't seem to notice what his Patronus looked like, he looked into the depths of the light with expectant eyes...

(Battlefield Literature)