"Luna, why don't you raise a pet?" Hermione excitedly asked Luna to pet her big yellow cat on the train: "It's called Crookshanks, and my father likes to call it Big Yellow."
"What a unique cat. I have an owl at home. It is our assistant, not a pet. It often plays games with me and sometimes hides my scarf."
Sure enough, weird people’s pets are all weird.
Hermione didn't want to comment anymore, "The weather is not good today."
"But the weather will get better. I think it will get better before we get to school."
"Have you read today's weather forecast?" Hermione was surprised, but Luna seemed very sure.
"Because when I went out, I found that my socks were on inside out, so the weather will definitely get better before evening." Luna showed a cute smile, seeming very confident.
What's the connection? Even though they've known each other for a year, Hermione still couldn't connect with Luna. Then she looked at Luna's ankles, and sure enough, her socks were inside out.
Crookshanks also wanted to complain, but he couldn't. It was so hard to hold it in.
The train slowed down at this time, obviously it had not reached the school yet: "What happened?" Hermione opened the window and looked out, there was only the gloomy sky and the warm orange light from the train window.
The angry, gloomy cold tones suppressed the only warmth on the train: "I don't like this weather." Hermione subconsciously tightened her jacket.
Luna also looked outside with concern. Suddenly, the students' frightened voices came from the car in front of her. A chill came across, passing through the link between the cars and freezing the corridor in the middle.
The contrast between hot and cold caused fog to form in the corridor, and the changes made the students tremble with fear, not knowing what was going on.
It was the Dementors. They thought that the fugitive Sirius would board the same train as Harry Potter, so they started searching bit by bit from the front and rear of the train, but nothing was found for the time being.
Hermione and Luna held hands to resist this terrible ghost. The ethereal spirit creature seemed to be wearing a cloak woven with tragedy. There was nothingness under the hood, a black hole that swallowed happiness.
Just being face to face, it was as if he had been attacked, and his whole body was powerless.
Snoring--at this moment, Crookshanks stood on his seat and arched his back, yellow hairs all over his body exploded, and his eyes glowed with intense light. As long as the Dementor dared to get close to Hermione and Luna again, it would let the Dementors get away from them.
The spirit monster knows how powerful it is.
The evil of the world was activated again, and the dementors not only failed to be scared off, but gathered together. The three dementors wanted to surround Hermione and absorb her happiness.
Due to the long-term stay of the dementors, the temperature in the carriage was close to zero. The students wearing only autumn clothes couldn't bear the low temperature, and they were all frozen and in a daze.
"Don't go too far, you trash, get away from my master!" A deep uncle's voice burst out, breaking the solemnity and depression.
It was Crookshanks who showed off his power, his soft and furry paws flashed with cold light, and he attacked with cunning hands. Dogs have a cunning mouth, and cats have cunning hands. Cats will always scratch the target they are curious about. When the scratch brings extremely strong
When the magic effect is large, it is a devastating blow.
boom--
Three dementors were killed by Rhubarb with one blow. Yes, they were not driven away but killed. Mixed with the powerful magic cells of the house elf, coupled with Duran's charge, Crookshanks' magic trick
The attack actually caused smoke to rise in the air. The cat gently blew its mouth towards the smoking paws to disperse the smoke: "I wonder if cats hate the cold the most? You rude guy." After saying this, it regained its composure.
Lazy expression.
The dementors who boarded the car at the back also encountered a problem. It was the magic they were most afraid of, the "Calling God Guard". The warm and joyful magic drove the dementors away.
However, Harry had been frightened out by the dementors because he had too few happy things.
After a delay of forty minutes, the express started up again and slowly drove towards the school. This beginning left a bad impression on all the students. At the same time, they also thought about the appearance of dementors and whether the fugitives were also heading towards the school.
Already?
Even more scared.
"It's too cold. Why is it so cold?" The Dementor left, but the temperature did not increase immediately.
Luna was also shivering, "That's a dementor, a terrifying creature that feeds on happiness. It's the guard of Arcaban. It's said that many prisoners were tortured crazy by them." "It's normal to feel cold. Wait a minute.
It’ll be fine.”
The train was late, and Dumbledore also knew about the dementors intercepting the train. He was furious. The dementors had no right to do this. The laissez-faire attitude of the Ministry of Magic made Dumbledore very dissatisfied.
However, because of Sirius's escape from prison, the Ministry of Magic is now in a dizzy state. They suspect that Sirius will be harmful to Harry, so they don't even pursue Harry's violations and continue to let Harry go to school, just hoping that Sirius can't be found.
Harry.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, it is for Harry's benefit that the Dementors check the train, and we can rest assured that at least Harry is safe on the train," said the Minister of Magic.
Dumbledore knew that as long as the escaped prisoner was not caught, the other party could always use the search as an excuse to do extraordinary things: "The students at Hogwarts will be protected by the school's professors, and I don't want to see dementors in the school."
, they are not allowed to enter the school."
"I know, I know, they will be ten miles away from Hogwarts and will never enter the school." The Minister of Magic said in his heart that he was not pleased with both sides.
The atmosphere in the school was also much more depressing. The sorting ceremony was not as enthusiastic as before, and there was a lot of applause and ridicule.
The students saw that the professor was also preoccupied. Only the annoying Dulan was still eating and drinking heartlessly.
There is no way, who makes Duran not care about Dementors at all.
There were two new professors this year. One was the old professor who taught the Magical Creatures class who retired and was replaced by Hagrid, who loves ferocious animals. The other was Professor Lupine who taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Back in the dormitory, all the students couldn't let go, discussing the terrifying dementors in low voices, as if their voices would attract dementors. But Harry felt that he was the only one who was frightened by the dementors.
He was very embarrassed and had no desire to speak. He went to bed early. Ever since he ran away from home, there seemed to be an inexplicable shadow surrounding him, which made Harry very worried.
The weather didn't get better just because Luna wore socks inside out. Instead, after dark, there was lightning and thunder, and an ominous atmosphere filled the world.
A big yellow cat sat on the window sill of the girls' dormitory, looking at the weird weather outside, and sighed: "It doesn't look like this semester will be easy." He yawned and lay down on the window sill, his ears
Put it up and don't miss any suspicious sounds.
Boom, the lightning stretched out a shadow, like a vicious dog from hell descending into the world, and Blake finally arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the form of a dog, day and night.