It was almost dark, and the road was a little muddy, so the students had a hard time walking. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One foot deep and one foot shallow, Fang Yan followed behind the large army, moving forward slowly, and from time to time he had to take care of Qiu Zhang beside him, so as not to let her step on the mud puddle and fall.

After a while, the group finally stopped and came to an open field where at least a hundred carriages were waiting for the students.

"Wow, that's cool!" "What is this!"

A small number of second-graders, who were also walking this path for the first time, stared at the empty ground in front of the carriage with their mouths wide open, either in surprise or fear, and kept exclaiming in their mouths.

The other second-year students, who hadn't seen anything, were puzzled and didn't know what was going on with these people around them. Curious, they looked at the open space in front of the carriage one by one, hoping to see something. Unfortunately, nothing has been found.

The other senior students watched this scene calmly. Even if some of them couldn't see the anomaly in front of the carriage, they had already understood the mystery of the carriage and would not be as surprised as the second-graders they saw for the first time.

Fang Yan was also looking at the carriage in front of him, to be precise, at the strange creatures in front of it.

At this time, in the sight of the dialect, a strange creature with a head like a dragon's head, a body like a horse, a pair of bat-like wings, silver-white eyes, and no pupils, stayed quietly in front of the carriage, raising its head from time to time to snort, but strangely did not make any sound.

As if noticing Fang Yan's gaze, the strange creature turned its head, glanced at Fang Yan with its big silver-white eyes, and then turned its head calmly.

The Thestrals...... dialect's eyes were full of interest, this creature that could only be seen by witnessing death was too much in line with the aesthetics of wizards.

Looking at these strange and magical creatures in front of him, Fang Yan's mind couldn't help but recall the information about the "Thestrals" he had seen.

Thestrals, a type of Pegasus, are inherently invisible, and only those who have witnessed death can see its form.

Thestrals resemble a reptilian in form, with a huge black horse body and no flesh at all, and its black fur is tightly clinging to the bones, and the bones are clearly visible.

Its head resembles that of a dragon, its white eyes have no pupils, and it holds a long black tail that grows wings where it protrudes between its shoulder bones.

There is a superstition among shamans that Thestrals bring terrible disasters to those who see them and are an inauspicious animal.

And in fact they are very useful: the sense of direction is surprisingly good, just tell them the destination, and wherever you want to go, it will get you where you want to go; Good at finding riders, and when you smell blood, you will gather together.

"I really want to keep one as a mount!" The dialect is very fond of this creature, "Compared to the Hippogriff, the Thestrals are more in line with their own aesthetics!" ”

While most of the second-year students were still in a commotion, the higher graders had calmly begun to board the carriage, oblivious to the strange creatures pulling the cart in front of it.

In fact, among the hundreds of students present, only a few dozen, including dialects, could see Thestrals, after all, not everyone could witness death with their own eyes.

However, to Fang Yan's surprise, Qiu Zhang was actually one of them.

The carriage began to hit the road, and as soon as the dialect they climbed up and closed the door, the carriage drove away of its own accord, swaying in the procession and swaying faintly with the faint smell of straw.

At this time, Fang Yan also discovered that something was wrong with Qiu Zhang.

Since getting into the carriage, she didn't speak again, just sat there quietly, looking out the window at Thestrals, who were pulling the carriage and galloping.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yan asked softly, with a look of concern on his face.

Hearing Fang Yan's question, Qiu Zhang came back to his senses from his stunned state, but the expression on his face was still a little dim.

Seeing the concerned eyes cast by Fang Yan, Qiu Zhang said sullenly, "It's okay, it's just that when I saw Thestrals, I thought of my grandmother again......"

As if he had been reminded of his memories again, Qiu Zhang's voice was a little ethereal, as if coming from a distant place, "She is the kindest old man I have ever met in my life, and she is also the best relative to me." ”

As if she had been opened, Qiu Zhang slowly told her story. "In the time after I was born, something seemed to have happened in the family, my father and mother were so busy all day that they didn't have time to take care of me, so they had to send me to my grandmother, who was far away in England."

"So, for as long as I can remember, I lived with my grandmother, and I wasn't taken home until she died."

"In the period before my grandmother died, she was very seriously ill, and her health began to deteriorate rapidly, and it was difficult to even take care of herself. But even so, my grandmother did not forget to take care of me, cook for me, play with me, tell me bedtime stories, and try to take care of me with a sick body, until my father finally finished the family affairs and came to pick me up, she finally couldn't hold on and collapsed. ”

"That year, I was exactly seven years old......"

"It's a pity that in the face of time, I can't keep her after all......"

"I'm sorry!" Fang Yan somewhat regretted mentioning this stubble.

"It's okay." Gently wiping the tears that appeared in the corners of her eyes at some point, Qiu Zhang's face was back on a smile, like a rainbow after the rain, "I think, she also hopes that I can live happily, instead of drowning in the sad memories of the past." Is that right? ”

Looking at the girl in front of him fixedly, Fang Yan nodded vigorously. He knew that this strong girl did not need any comfort, and that under her soft exterior lay a very strong heart.

Thestrals was fast, and it didn't take long for the convoy to reach Hogwarts.

When they reached the gate, the carriage did not stop there, but passed through the two magnificent iron gates and continued towards the castle.

The speed of the carriage was gradually decreasing, and looking out through the small window, the dialect saw that many small towers and towering portraits were getting closer. Finally, the shaking of the carriage stopped.

The students began to get off the bus one by one and walked up the steps of the castle with a grin. Fang Yan and Qiu Zhang also mixed in the large army of students, marching forward together.

Through the huge oak doors, you enter a hall that looks like a huge cavern, with all the burning torches in the hall lit together, and the magnificent marble staircase leading to the upper floor.

The door to the front of the hall was now open, and the students were pouring in, and Hogwarts was once again alive in the midst of a bustle and noise.

PS: The pace will speed up a little bit in the future, and I guess book friends are also a little impatient, the wizard's door is about to officially open to dialects.