A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the whole car seems to be a refrigerated room, and they are the fresh meat or fresh fish to be refrigerated.

Unieff fought a cold war, not because of fear, but because the temperature dropped to a certain point, and the body's automatic response generated heat through friction through trembling.

Suddenly there was a shrill scream from the box, which logically shouldn't be, because he had dumped the dementors out of the car like a dustpan.

Why do they still scream?

Unieff tilted his head and knew the reason.

He saw that a thick layer of ice had formed on the glass window of Dao, and there were black shadows covering the outside of the ice layer, presumably it was the same on the other side of the box.

Is the train really running?

He felt the vibration from the ground and made sure that the train did not stop, and even accelerated a little.

Are these dementors persevering?

Thinking like this, he felt a burst of depression for no reason. This depression didn't come from outside, but from inside, as if the sewer pipe was blocked by something, and the bathroom was full of water.

"I feel like I'm wearing less clothes." Harry clutched his wizard robe tightly, as if trying to squeeze out the cold air inside, "It's too cold."

Ron nodded in agreement: "I would have put on a quilt if I knew it earlier."

They continued to move forward. There were Ron's two older brothers, George and Fred, in this carriage. As long as the Dementors didn't come in, the order could be maintained.

In the third carriage, they finally met Hermione.

In the darkness, she lit her wand, held her head up, and patted her chest. She was talking to someone in a box, and when she got closer, she knew that it was such as "it's okay", "safe", "rest assured", "" wrap it around me" and so on.

She also saw the three of Unieff and walked over quickly and asked, "Why are you here? Did the Dementors do anything to you?"

She looked them up and down, and her brown-blond hair shook.

"We're fine," Harry said. "We've got Univef, and he's got a way to control those monsters. We're here for..."

Union immediately interrupted: "Are you all right here? Several dementors entered the last carriage, and many were attacked, and some fell into a coma."

He looked at the quiet carriage, except for the dark shadows sticking to the window, causing the air to be icy cold, it was as if he had not been attacked.

Hermione lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said, "One came in at first, but it floated out again soon, and then it disappeared."

"I think..." she said hesitantly, "they don't actually have much malicious intent..."

"God, how could you think like that!" Ron's eyes widened in astonishment. "Dementors are the most hateful creatures in the world! They drive people crazy and turn them into walking dead! You didn't see those comatose ones. People, their bodies are getting cold!"

"I know! I've seen it in Dangerous Races and Creatures," said Hermione angrily, "but Dementors are definitely not nasty creatures! At least not the worst! I think female ghosts are much scarier. "

"In my opinion, it's almost the same." Ron pouted.

"Okay, stop arguing." Harry said with a bit of a headache, "the question is what should we do now."

"The dementors are still sticking outside to cool us down..." He looked over with some anticipation in his eyes, "Is there anything you can do, Union?"

But I'm sorry, Unieff let his expectations come to nothing.

He leaned against the glass and didn't seem to feel the cold.

"Just go to Hogwarts," he said.

"Huh?" Ron and Harry opened their mouths together.

"It's impossible for me to go outside and drive them out." Unieff said, looking at the shadows on the window, "it's a little cold, but it's better to put on more clothes. As long as they don't come in, there will be no major problems, and the rest will be fine. , leave it to the teachers and professors at Hogwarts."

It took a while for Harry to accept the fact.

"Okay," he said, "you're right, but shouldn't we go and see if there's a dementor in there?"

"Yeah." Unieff was about to nod his head when he saw the door on the other side suddenly opened, and an adult walked in from outside, it was Gadwin.

"You are all here, nothing happened!" he said loudly.

"Nothing happened," said Harry. "We're about to go to the front to see, how is the front?"

"I'm relieved to see that you guys are all right." Gadwin came over, "It's fine up front, but I'd better go back to the front of the car later, there can't be any problems there."

"Is it alright to let them stick outside?" Harry pointed to the car window.

"It can only be like this for the time being." Gardwin said helplessly, "I originally thought that as long as the train didn't stop, the dementors would give up soon. Generally speaking, they are not so persistent."

"But now it seems that they will always follow us to the station, but I have sent a letter to Hogwarts, and they will meet us at the station."

"It will be there in about half an hour, just bear with it."

"..."

Although the result wasn't great, the safety was ensured anyway, so everyone felt a little relieved.

Next, Gadwin went to check on several other carriages, and Hermione found two nearby seats for Harry and Ron.

Yunev said to them, and went to the platform between the carriages alone to blow the air~www.novelmt.com~ The brightness of the lighting spell was reduced to a minimum, only covering himself.

The cold wind and cold rain followed, hitting the windshield, crackling, but a lot of them still blew in from the side, wetting his robes.

"You'll definitely catch a cold like this." Hermione's voice came from behind.

Turning his head to look, he saw Hermione's head sticking out of the open compartment.

"At this time, I kind of want to catch a cold." Unieff said, "I just need to wake up."

"Have you been drenched?" Hermione said bluntly.

She thought for a while, waved her wand, and said to him: "Impervius (waterproof and moistureproof)!"

The rain was suddenly separated by an invisible film.

She pointed to herself and cast the spell again, and walked out wrapped in a cloak, but she was still a little shivering, and the spell did not protect against the cold.

"Don't come out if you feel cold," Unieff said.

"It's not cold." Hermione said stubbornly, she imitated Unieff's example and leaned her arms against the railing...

hiss—

He took a deep breath.

Yunefu controlled the lighting spell to magnify a little. In addition to resisting dementors, it also had some effects on increasing the temperature.

"No need," said Hermione.

Of course, Unieff couldn't really take it back.

Hermione curled her lips and tried to cast a lighting spell. After comparing the effect, she put it away in disappointment.

He muttered, "There must be some family secret..."

But she didn't ask out loud, maybe she didn't think the relationship was that close.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Unieff asked.

"Didn't you ask me for something?" Hermione said with a frown, "That's why I came to ask."