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The Hogwarts Express keeps heading north. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Field looked at the rain outside the carriage and was a little distracted.

Rolf and Luna sat across from each other reading a book, chatting for a while, and Field realized that the two of them actually had a common topic.

Just as Field was about to interject to say what he thought about the classification of thoroughbred Pegasi horses, the clouds outside the window began to slowly fall down, almost covering the outside of the train.

Field felt that a thick fog was beginning to rise around him, still the kind that was almost viscous.

"Damn, London is the fog capital, we've been away from London for half a day now, how can there be such a big fog, what the hell is this weather in the UK. Rolf also looked out the window and kept complaining about the British weather. PS: Spitting about the weather in the UK is a common hobby between Field and Rolf.

Field slowly drew his wand and pointed at the door of the carriage, knowing how terrifying it was to appear.

The sky was getting darker, and the lights in the train corridors and on the luggage racks were on. The train swayed, the rain knocked on the windows, the wind roared, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.

At this point, the train is getting slower and slower. The sound of the wheels is getting quieter, and the wind and rain outside the window are louder.

Field motioned for Rolf and Luna to draw their wands, then stood himself closest to the door, and then he peered through the glass window into the hallway.

In the carriages on the side of the corridor, there were people peeking out.

Suddenly, the train shook violently and stopped, and there was a thudding sound in the distance, and it was luggage falling off the shelf. There were also bursts of bird calls, and it seemed that the owls had also been hit.

Just as Field was about to go out to see how Harry was doing, all the lights in the train suddenly went out, and the darkness of the abyss completely enveloped them.

"Fluorescent flickering. Behind him, Rolf lit up the carriage with a fluorescent spell, and looked out the window carefully, the thick mist condensing a layer of water droplets on the glass.

There was silence in the carriage, and a tall black shadow suddenly appeared on the foggy window, and as the black shadow shook, the dense water droplets on the window began to quickly condense into pieces of ice flowers.

Field felt a chill run through his body. My breathing became heavy, and the air I inhaled in my lungs seemed to condense in my chest.

The chill in the air pierced through his skin like ice, down to his chest and to his heart.

The door of the carriage opened, and a cloaked, ceiling-high monster appeared in their carriage.

Its face was completely hidden under the turban, and a hand protruded from its cloak, a feeling that Fielder could not describe, like the hand of a dead man, soaked in formalin for many years, and then taken out to dry, and its pale skin was covered with horrible spots, and in many places there were scabs.

"Dementors!" Luna's voice behind her was completely distorted, and Rolf's hand was on Field's shoulder in an attempt to pull him back to his side, but the trembling arm was completely powerless.

Field's heart was beating wildly, his whole body was almost completely soaked in sweat, and he tried not to let his wand tremble.

Field just looked at the Dementor, praying for it to leave.

The Dementors slowly checked the carriage, and the three of them felt like they were losing a little bit of the heat in their bodies.

"There's nothing you're looking for. Field forced his courage and spoke.

The Dementor turned his head suddenly, if that counted. It seemed to be interested in Field, and looked at him.

The contents of the dementor's turban shook like an asthma patient's breath. As he exhaled and inhaled, Field felt as if something in the air had been sucked in, and the source of the thing seemed to emanate from them.

Field's head began to feel deprived of oxygen, and in a trance, he began to hear a muffled voice, like the hissing of a poisonous snake, and a black figure with a hood twisted like a poisonous snake to ・・・・・ Field.

Just as Field was about to lose consciousness, a burning sensation came from his chest, which was a sign that the 'stand-in' was working.

Field struck a wit, shook his head, and drew his dragon wand from under his armguards.

"Ghosts and Spirits—" With the spell of the words, a little golden light began to flash quickly from the tip of the wand, and in that moment, all the cold in the carriage was dispelled.

"Evil Spell" is a kind of Chinese magic similar to the 'Guardian Charm Spell', but compared to the profound and difficult Guardian Charm Spell, the Evil Spell is the foundation of Chinese magic, and you can learn it with a little foundation.

This spell is the result of Field's learning from the Chronicler during the holidays, in fact, in order to deal with this year's Dementors, Field started practicing the 'Patronus Charm' early last year, but even after practicing for a long time, Field can only summon a faint silver-white aperture, but cannot summon a complete Patronus Charm. So he could only find another way to ask Master Ji for Chinese spells to deal with evil spirits.

The golden light emitted by the "Evil Curse" began to glow, and the Dementor's body began to twist, emitting a thick black gas.

"Roar-" A terrible roar came from the Dementor's 'mouth', the "Evil Spell" is different from the Patronus Charm, it has a certain amount of damage to the soul body, but the "Evil Spell" is like most Chinese spells, easy to learn and difficult to master, and Field's level is obviously not enough.

Ignoring the stinging pain on his body, the Dementor frantically stretched out his withered hand towards Field.

"Damn—" Just as the Dementor's hand was about to grab Field, there was a strong force from Field's shoulder, and Rolf finally broke free from the influence of fear and pulled him back.

Field took a step back, but it was a small step that helped him stay away from the Dementors.

A turquoise gourd flew in front of the Dementor with a glowing glow, and a huge suction force sucked the Dementor caught off guard at once. Field sat down in his chair, gasping for air.

"It's so lucky, if you don't have this 'Sealing Spirit Gourd' on you, it will be dangerous. Field is glad he did a good job of preparation.

"Ahh

"Damn - they found out something was wrong with the Dementors here. Rolf jumped suddenly.

"It's a big deal now—" Field stood up with a wry smile and pointed his wand at the car door again.