Chapter 556: Still Explaining My Fart (Monthly Pass Event Compensation Added 2)

Compared to the laughter and laughter in Anton's compartment, Harry's compartment was a bit quieter.

Ron and Hermione looked at Dudley, who was eating chocolate frogs, with strange expressions, and looked at each other strangely, and then looked at Harry together.

Harry shrugged helplessly at them.

"You guys eat too."

Dudley raised his head, grabbed the snacks on the table with his big fleshy palm, stuffed them into Ron's arms, grabbed another handful, glanced at Hermione, and shoved them into the girl's arms with embarrassment. , placed on the table in front of her.

"Don't be polite to us, senior and senior sister."

"Senior?" Ron's cheeks twitched, and he smiled awkwardly, "Ha... ha... this title is really novel."

Hermione glanced at Harry, and in the end she didn't choose to touch the snacks on the table, but said with a straight face, "No, I don't like snacks."

As she said that, she opened the "Anton's Adventure Story: Teach You to Prevent the Killing Curse" in her hand again. This is a gift her father bought her. After a holiday, it has been filled with various notes.

She was surprised to find that Anton's understanding of magic was completely different from other people's, as if he was pondering the essence of magic from an inquiring perspective.

This is different from the wizards she has encountered in the past two years, whether it is professors or classmates, there is a huge difference in the way of thinking.

This is a very unwizard approach. She has read a wizard fairy tale, which records the process of a witch inventing a spell.

It's not this way of thinking, it's more magical and wonderful, as if feeling the magic, waving the wand naturally, chanting the incantation of Fu Lingxinzhi, and releasing the new magic.

Anton's thinking was even a bit Muggle-oriented.

It was a secret, and Hermione didn't tell it.

She found that learning Anton's magic would be more difficult, but for a wizard from a Muggle family like her, after being influenced by Muggle thinking for so long, it was easier to learn along the thinking in Anton's books .

Although she still can't fully study the magic of this book, she can barely release the magic.

Because students can't cast magic outside the school, she cast this activation spell-like magic against a stone step as soon as she boarded the train.

—she successfully tripped the annoying Master Malfoy to the ground.

The spell lasted for 3 seconds!

She had to continue to study and fully understand this, otherwise she would not be sure that when the black wizard released the death curse on her, she could accurately estimate the time of 3 seconds to activate her wizard robe to resist it.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, patting on the windows of the train, 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 thought that at this moment, he should stand by Harry's side and never look at this bad boy cousin underestimated.

"It's okay, Ron, eat." Harry smiled, and pushed the candy on the table towards Ron, "Just like Percy, no matter what you think in your heart, he is still your family .”

Ron curled his lips, "This is not the same."

At this moment, he looked at the heavy rain outside the window with some doubts.

"Huh? Did you feel that the train was slowing down and coming to a stop?" He scratched his head in a daze, "We're almost there?"

"It's impossible!" Hermione raised her head and looked out of the window. The rain was getting heavier and heavier at the moment, and the window was covered in gray, with water vapor permeating the glass, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

The train shook violently, the suitcases on the shelves fell down one after another, and the screams of students came from several nearby carriages.

The lights on the car flickered for a moment, then suddenly went out.

In an instant, everyone was plunged into darkness.

There were yelling and shouting everywhere, and soon, someone pushed open the door of the carriage and rushed in.

"who is it?"

"It's me, Ginny."

Then came the shriek of a cat.

"Ah, Ginny, you're at Crookshanks."

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, Hermione, I didn't see your cat."

Suddenly, a blinding beam of light appeared in the carriage, and everyone froze for a moment. Looking towards the light source, it was Dudley, who seemed to be holding a stick in the darkness.

"Merlin's beard!" Ron exclaimed. "You can do magic? Your lighting spell is so bright!"

Dudley was also taken aback for a moment, then looked down at the thing in his hand to make sure, "No, this is a strong flashlight."

"Quiet!"

Harry suddenly yelled anxiously. He stared nervously at the door of the carriage that had just been left open when Ginny entered, "It seems like something is coming!"

A burst of coldness came from outside the door, and the weird feeling of being so lonely that people lost their happiness climbed into the hearts of the friends little by little.

Harry swallowed, staring fixedly at the glass window on the door panel of the carriage. Not long after, a tall wizard in a black wizard robe appeared on the other side blurred by water vapor.

But Harry had a strange feeling that this might not be a wizard.

The way he walks is also very strange, as if he is using floats.

The sleeves of the loose wizard robe shook erratically as if blown by a gust of wind, and then, a terrifying hand stretched out from its sleeve.

It exudes a shimmer, extremely pale, a little gray like the skin of a corpse, and there are scabs and bruises from soaked wounds on the thin skin.

The most frightening thing is that on the extremely long fingers, there are nails that are full of dirt and one inch long.

This hand gently grasped the car door and slowly pushed it aside.

"It's a dementor!"

Harry suddenly realized that Professor Lupine had taught him the 'Patronus Charm', which he said could protect the soul.

But here's the problem - since summer students can't use wands outside of school, his wand is habitually kept in the suitcase!

The dementor glanced into the compartment.

"!!!"

Harry was horrified to see the looming face inside the hood of the dementor's wizard robe, with two huge eye sockets and no eyes inside!

Before he had time to say anything, a feeling of suffocation suddenly pervaded.

Not only him, but all the little wizards in the carriage turned pale, and an endless sense of weakness pervaded their whole bodies, as if something was being sucked out of their bodies, turning into a misty white mist and drifting towards the dementors.

Harry knew that Professor Lupine had said that it was everyone's happiness, happiness, and so on.

But he was not proud of his own knowledge, he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he would be sucked up at any moment, he even vaguely heard a woman's scream.

"Is this what Anton experienced in Azkaban? It's terrible..."

Only one thought flashed through his mind, and he felt the darkness before his eyes, and passed out.

"Harry!"

Everyone exclaimed, but they could only hear bursts of muffled and low-pitched cries, which were vague and strange, and everyone felt extremely bad.

At this moment, a clear and lazy voice sounded outside the door.

"Hey, what are you doing in the train at this time?"

It's Anthony!

Everyone knew him and knew it was his voice!

The terrifying monster withdrew its arm, retracted it into the sleeve of the 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 floated almost obliquely in the air, but its head was about to touch the ceiling, and the pendulum of the wizard's robe dragged on the ground.

"Are you sick!" Anthony scolded from outside the door, "Check now?"

"And explain the fart!"

"roll roll roll!"

Soon, the feeling of suffocation that was so cold that it was about to grab the heart slowly faded away, and the sound of heavy rain beating on the car window reappeared in my ears.

Everyone collapsed on their seats with a sigh of relief, panting 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!"

"Hurry up! Don't play dead in the car!"

Anton's voice came from outside the door, "If the situation is more serious, don't let them talk, eat a piece of chocolate, and the recovery will be faster."