Half a month after the start of the holiday, Hermione would have the same dream every night when she fell asleep.

In the dream, I was standing in front of a dilapidated house, surrounded by darkness, sometimes flashing green or red.

The light staggered, making a crackling sound, and each time the green light intertwined, it became brighter. I don't know how long it took in the dream, and everything was gone.

There was no light, no house, just pure darkness.

Whenever this happens, Hermione wakes up, and it will take a while for her to come to her senses. Fortunately, the dream does not appear after falling asleep again, but it is just a little irritable by the toss.

Another half month, the dream has a new development.

The room was gone, the light was gone, and only two vague figures could be seen facing each other.

One was slightly taller, the other was slightly shorter, but no matter what Hermione did, there was no way to see what the two of them looked like. It wasn't until the end of August that the dream changed again, and it was this change that made Hermione put her suspicions on Ike.

In the pale world, two people of similar size walked one after the other, and suddenly the person who walked in front turned around, and then there was a blinding white light.

I could only faintly hear a vague incantation, but I couldn't hear what it was.

In fact, Hermione was only a little suspicious, and only tentatively asked Ike about it, but who expected that Ike had missed some horses, so he sat down.

Looking at the angry Hermione in front of him, Ike didn't want to tell the truth at all. He didn't expect his Oblivion Charm to be so watery, and LV3 was just like a fake.

There was no way, so he immediately grabbed the book and ice cream, and the wand stretched out in his right hand naturally appeared in his hand.

"Ike Stred!"

Hermione slammed the table, only to see Ike disappear in front of her eyes. Hurriedly reached forward and grabbed it, but didn't catch anything. When I turned around, I saw that the door of Florin's ice cream shop had opened by itself, and a passer-by outside the window had been stumbled by something invisible.

"Illusion Spell...... Hum! ”

The little witch's appearance was really a little terrifying, and the room was full of people who didn't dare to make a sound. Hermione grabbed her hair in exasperation, then opened the door and left.

School is about to start, and I can run for a while, but I can't run for a lifetime.

Hermione wasn't in a hurry.

Ike on the other side didn't hang out at all, and ran straight back to the Leaky Cauldron. As soon as the door was closed, he had already made up his mind that he would never come out until the boarding day, and there was still one day left or right, and the patience passed.

But this incident sounded the alarm bell for Ike, the level on the waste notebook system cannot be fully trusted, especially when the level is low, the actual effect of magic is only afraid that it is not as he thinks, especially such as the Forgetting Spell, the Soul Snatching Spell, which involves a person's spirit and soul, must be careful and careful when using it, pay attention to it.

Magic is not something that can be done simply by chanting a spell.

Shengsheng stayed in the room for a day, and it wasn't until September 1 that Ike walked out of the room.

Still didn't want to meet Hermione, the little witch's strength to break the casserole and ask the end made him a little scared, so he simply got up early, didn't eat, dragged his luggage and settled the bill with Old Tom, and went straight to King's Cross Station.

When the people from the Ministry of Magic just turned on the magic in the station, Ike was the first to rush in, and found a random carriage and a box and got in, and even put a phantasm spell on his own things to be safe, and locked the door of the box by the way.

No one wants to come in.

Anyway, there are a lot of boxes that can't be opened in the car, and no one cares about one more or less. A train that has been running for decades, it is normal to have a little fault. Even the student council president and prefect who were on patrol just reached out and pulled the door, and when they found that it couldn't be opened, they ignored it.

Ike kept the illusion charm and didn't make a sound, just snuggled up in his seat, looking out through the window. When the train started, I was a little relieved.

He didn't go out either, he didn't plan to show up before he arrived at the station, and everything would wait until the school.

Anyway, when the time comes, everyone's attention will naturally be attracted by another thing.

The train started slowly, and slowly there were more people in the aisle, most of them were visiting the door, and some were looking for their friends. Ike saw Stewart and the others pass by twice, and Hermione dragged Harry and Ron, who didn't dare to squeak, back and forth four times, and even quarreled with Draco and the others at the door of the box for the last time.

There was no major conflict like in the previous two years, and the Gryffindor Trust Captain did his duty well, stopping a few people in time. However, instead of having a big quarrel with Draco, it was Ron and Patcy who quarreled, and the Weasley twins dragged them away at a critical moment.

Mei Zizi watched it lively, which was a little bit of a relief. I can't even read a book during the maintenance of the Illusion Spell, and I don't know how boring it is. After a long time after the conflict, Ek simply closed his eyes and took a nap.

Of course, I didn't forget to put on another layer of illusion spells before going to bed.

Trains are always wobbly when they're moving, and even if the Hogwarts Express is a magic train, it can't change that. But it was this shaking feeling that helped me sleep, and I fell asleep after a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Ike suddenly felt himself being pushed and woke up suddenly. Looking around blankly, it turned out that the train had stopped.

Frowning and looking at the frost slowly creeping up from the window, Ike came to his senses. I checked the illusion spell on my body, and it didn't work. He didn't relax, his wand fell into his hand, and his eyes looked straight down the aisle.

"It's coming!"

Silent in his heart, Ike's whole body tensed. One by one, the pitch-black figures slowly floated forward, but it was a tattered cloak. A pair of scabbed hands stretched out from under the cloak, skinny as wood, like a dried corpse.

Even through the glass, Ike still felt a sense of depression. It's the same as in the book, it's a feeling of happiness being sucked away, as if nothing matters anymore.

Ike was running the Occlumency technique, he didn't know if it worked, but it did calm him down. However, this also caught the attention of the dementor outside the door.

Dementors are very sensitive to human emotions, and a faint sense of fear suddenly disappears, which naturally arouses its curiosity.

His hands were on the glass like a corpse, and the torn cloak was slowly pasted up. A hand slowly lowered and landed on the handle, but it did not open. This result seemed to anger it, and I saw it slowly turn its head, and the cloak on its body quickly rippled.

After a while, two more Dementors floated up from the other side of the aisle, blocking the window tightly.

"Squeak, squeak......"

The doorknob rattled rhythmically, and the door was still tightly closed, which made the Dementors even angrier.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

The door of the box was slammed, and they spread fear uncontrollably, causing the young wizards in the next box to huddle in unison.

Quietly, Ike lifted his illusion spell and stared at the three terrifying things with emotionless eyes. The right hand holding the wand naturally drooped, but the tip of the wand faintly emitted a little white light.

With the flickering of white light, the Dementors sped up the frequency of hitting the glass, and the cloaks on their bodies fluttered uncontrollably.

"Original...... You can't see it......"