Compared to the laughter and laughter in Anton's car, Harry's car was a bit quiet.
Ron and Hermione looked at Dudley who was eating chocolate frogs with strange expressions, looked at each other with strange expressions, and then both looked at Harry.
Harry shrugged at them helplessly.
"You guys should eat too."
Dudley raised his head, grabbed the snacks on the table with his big fleshy palms, and stuffed them into Ron's arms. He grabbed another handful, glanced at Hermione, and felt a little embarrassed to stuff them into the girl's arms.
, and placed it on the table in front of her.
"You don't have to be polite to us, senior."
"Senior?" Ron's cheeks twitched and he smiled awkwardly, "Ha... ha... this title is really novel."
Hermione glanced at Harry and ultimately did not choose to touch the snacks on the table. She just said in a cold voice, "No, I don't like snacks."
As she spoke, she once again opened the book "Anton's Adventure Stories: Teach You to Defend the Life-Killing Spell" in her hand. This was a gift her father bought her. After a holiday, it was already filled with various notes.
She was surprised to find that Anton's understanding of magic was completely different from others, as if he was using an inquiring perspective to explore the essence of magic.
This is very different from the way of thinking of the wizards she has met in the past two years, whether they are professors or classmates.
This was a very un-witchlike approach. She had read a wizarding fairy tale, which recorded the process of a witch inventing a magic spell.
It is not based on this way of thinking, it is more magical and wonderful, as if feeling the magic, waving the wand naturally, chanting the incantation of Fu Lingxin, releasing new magic.
Anton's thinking is even a bit biased toward Muggles.
It was a secret that Hermione didn't tell.
She found that learning Anton's magic would be more difficult, but for a wizard like her who came from a Muggle family and had been influenced by Muggle thinking for so long, it was easier to learn along the lines of thinking in Anton's books.
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Although she is not yet able to thoroughly study the magic of this book, she can already reluctantly release this magic.
Because students cannot cast magic outside of school, she cast a magic similar to the activation spell on a stone step as soon as she boarded the train.
——She successfully tripped the annoying Master Malfoy to the ground.
The spell lasted for a full 3 seconds!
She must continue to study and understand this thoroughly, otherwise she will not be sure that when the dark wizard releases the death curse on her, she can accurately estimate the time of 3 seconds to activate her wizard robe to resist it.
The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, hitting the train windows, making the whole world quiet.
Ron looked at the snacks in his arms, swallowed, and finally chose to put them back on the table. He believed that at this moment, he must stand by Harry's side and never look at this bad guy cousin.
Taken lightly.
"It's okay, Ron, just eat it." Harry smiled and pushed the candy on the table in front of Ron, "Just like Percy, no matter what you think in your heart, he is still your family after all.
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Ron curled his lips, "This is different."
At this moment, he looked at the heavy rain outside the window with some confusion.
"Huh? Did you feel that the train was slowing down and almost stopping?" He scratched his head in confusion, "We are almost there?"
"That's impossible!" Hermione raised her head and looked out the window. The rain was getting heavier and heavier at the moment. The window was gray and water vapor filled the glass, making it difficult to see anything.
The train shook violently, suitcases on the shelves fell off one after another, and screams from classmates were heard in several nearby carriages.
The lights on the car flickered for a moment and then suddenly went out.
In an instant everyone was plunged into darkness.
There were shouts and shouts everywhere, and soon someone opened the door of the carriage and rushed in.
"who is it?"
"It's me, Ginny."
Then there was a cat's shrill cry.
"Ah, Ginny, you're sitting in Crookshanks."
"Oh God, I'm sorry, Hermione, I didn't see your cat."
Suddenly, a dazzling beam of light appeared in the carriage. Everyone was stunned and looked towards the light source. It was Dudley. He seemed to be holding something in the darkness.
"Merlin's beard!" Ron exclaimed, "You know magic? Your lighting spell is so bright!"
Dudley was also stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand to confirm, "No, this is a strong flashlight."
"Quiet!"
Harry suddenly shouted anxiously. He stared nervously at the unclosed carriage door that Ginny had just entered, "It seems like something is coming!"
Waves of coldness came from outside the door, and a strange feeling of loneliness that almost made people lose their happiness gradually crept into the hearts of the friends.
Harry swallowed and stared at the glass window on the carriage door. Not long after, a tall wizard wearing black wizard robes appeared on the other side of the lake that was covered by the water vapor.
But Harry had a strange feeling that this might not be a wizard.
The way he walked was also very strange, as if he was floating.
The sleeves of the loose wizard robe swayed irregularly as if being blown by the strong wind, and then, a terrifying hand stretched out from the sleeve.
It was shimmering and extremely pale, with a bit of gray like the skin of a corpse, with scabs and bruises from soaked wounds on the thin skin.
The most terrifying thing is that the extremely long sleeves have fingernails that are full of dirt and are about an inch long.
This hand gently grasped the car door and slowly pushed it to the side.
"It's a dementor!"
Harry suddenly realized that Professor Lupine had taught him the 'Patronus Charm', which he said could protect the soul.
But the problem now is - because students are not allowed to use wands outside of school during the summer vacation, his wand is habitually placed in the suitcase!
The dementor looked inside the carriage.
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Harry was horrified to see that the hood of the Dementor's wizard robe vaguely resembled Hu's face, with two huge eye sockets on it, but no eyes inside!
Before he could say anything, a feeling of suffocation suddenly filled the air.
Not only him, but all the little wizards in the carriage turned pale. An endless feeling of weakness pervaded their whole bodies, as if something was being sucked out of their bodies, turning into a misty white mist and floating towards the Dementors.
Harry knew that Professor Lupine had said that these were positive emotions such as happiness and beauty for everyone.
But he was not proud of his knowledge. He felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he would be sucked out at any time. He even vaguely heard a woman's shrill scream.
"Is this what Anton experienced in Azkaban? It's so scary..."
Only one thought flashed through his mind, and he felt his eyes turned dark and fainted.
"Harry!"
Everyone screamed, but they could only hear waves of dull and low screams, which were mimetic and strange. Everyone felt terrible.
At this moment, a crisp and lazy voice sounded outside the door.
"Hey, what are you doing in the train at this time?"
It's Anthony!
Everyone knows him and knows this is his voice!
The terrifying monster retracted its arms, retracted them into the sleeves of its tattered wizard robe, and floated towards the place where the sound came from.
It was at this time that everyone realized how huge this monster was - it was almost floating in the air at an angle, but its head was almost touching the ceiling, and the hem of the wizard's robe was dragging on the ground.
"Are you sick?" Anthony scolded from outside the door, "Is it time to check?"
"What a nonsense explanation!"
"roll roll roll!"
Soon, the suffocating feeling that was so cold that it was about to pinch my heart slowly faded away, and the sound of heavy rain hitting the car window appeared in my ears again.
Everyone slumped down in their seats as if they were relieved, breathing heavily as if they had regained the ability to breathe.
"Where's the prefect?"
"The prefects all come out to check on the students in their respective colleges!"
"Move quickly! Don't pretend to be dead in the carriage!"
Anton's voice came from outside the door, "If the situation is serious, don't let them talk yet. Eat a piece of chocolate, and recovery will be faster."