"Impossible, Ron......" Van Lin put the book down, and as expected, it was the Dementors who got in the car to check. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He drew his wand, "The time hasn't come yet, we have to arrive at night every time." ”

"There's no way we're here. Hermione looked at her watch. "Then why did it stop?"

The train is getting slower and slower. The sound of the wheels was quieter, and the wind and rain outside the window were louder. Harry was closest to the door, getting 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. Then, all of a sudden, all the lights went out, and they were thrown into complete darkness.

"What's wrong?" Ron's voice came from behind Harry.

"Ouch!" Hermione said breathlessly, "Ron, that's my foot!" Harry fumbled back to his seat. "Did you say the train broke down?"

"I don't know ......"

There was a short, squeaky sound, and Harry saw Ron's indistinct black outline. Ron was smearing a clean spot on the windowpane and was looking out. "There's something moving there," Ron said, "and I guess people are going out......"

The door of the carriage opened suddenly, and someone fell into Harry's lap in pain.

"I'm sorry, do you know what's going on? Ouch! I'm sorry......"

"Hello, Neville. Harry said, touching Neville's coat in the darkness and pulling him up. "Harry, is that you, what's going on?"

"I don't know! Sit down ......"

There was a loud hissing and a loud cry of pain, and Neville had mistakenly sat on Mount Crook.

"Be careful, Neville!" Van Lin shouted, "Lumos (fluorescent flash)!"

The glowing blue light emanating from Van Lin's wand suddenly lit up the entire box, and the box became very crowded at this point, the four of them, plus Neville and Professor Lupin.

Van Lin looked in the direction of Professor Lupin, it stands to reason that Lupin was still asleep for such a big movement, and Lupin was close to the window, which already had some signs of freezing, and Van Lin was sure that the window would definitely freeze completely when the Dementors checked it here.

"Neville, what are you doing here?" asked Hermione, a little chilly, and leaned back to Van Lin's side.

"I wanted to go to the conductor and ask what was going on, after all, the train stopped suddenly and then all the equipment was like it was broken. ”

"Anyway, it's getting colder......" Harry rubbed his hands, trying to bring some warmth to his body.

Hermione, too, and Van Lin could feel Hermione's hands getting cold. He patted Hermione with one hand, signaling the girl's reassurance.

"Incendio (Flames)!" Van Lin changed his spell, although he had some resistance to the cold, but others did not, not Lupin, the werewolf's physique allowed him to survive very well in the Siberian plains in the harsh winter.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Hermione, who had recovered a little from the heat of the fire, but she was still a little cold.

Only then did all the young wizards react, and they recited the fire spell separately. A few smiling fires appeared in the box, but they were faint and extinguished without two shakes, and the flames of Van Lin became wobbly.

"What happened? how could this be?" Ron asked, the cold that had been dispelled by the flames struck again.

"I don't know......," Harry said.

There was a noise outside, and it seemed that something was coming.

"What is it?" Harry seemed to want to stand up and take a look, but before he could get up, the door to the box was slowly opened.

Harry was startled, and Hermione nervously grabbed Vanlin's arm.

Entering was a cloaked, ceiling-high monster. Its face is completely hidden under the turban. Harry's eyes went down, 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 feel Harb'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.

They all felt a chill run over their bodies. Harry felt his breath freeze in his chest. The chill penetrated his skin, down to his chest and to his heart...... Harry's eyes rolled upward. He couldn't see anything. He was drowning in the cold. There was a surge in my ears, like a stream of water. He was pulled down, and the sound in his ears grew louder...... Then, from a distance, he heard screams, terrible, frightened, pleading screams. He wanted to help the screaming people, whoever he was, but he couldn't...... A thick white fog surrounded him, inside his body......

Van Lin couldn't help but get anxious when he saw Harry, it was a Dementor kiss, and they would suck all your happy memories away.

Van Lin tried to recall the spell-casting technique of the Patronus Charm, but he felt a little numb in his brain, which was brought to him by the Dementors, cold and cruel, and he suddenly remembered the monster in the depths of his mind......

Hermione seemed to tremble a little, she nervously clenched Van Lin's arm, her hand was cold, and suddenly, Van Lin suddenly remembered that Hermione was still behind him.

Memories of Hogwarts flooded back in an instant, the first time they saw Hermione, and the troubles they had together, the trolls, Basrisk......

Van Lin felt like he had regained control of his body, his arms a little stiff, but he still swung hard.

"ExpectoPatronum!"

The spell sounded not only to Van Lin, but Lupin also woke up in time, he did not hesitate, and the two of them cast the Patronus Charm at the same time.

The difference, however, was that Professor Lupin had summoned a complete silver wolf, while Van Lin was just a misty cluster of silver light, and they were held together to form the phantom of a ferret.

The two Patronus roared and rushed out in unison, slamming the Dementor who had attacked Harry into the wall, and the Dementor let out a painful roar under his cloak.