An Abnormal Change on the Train

The Hogwarts Express continued northward, and the scenery outside the window gradually opened up;

A few small farmhouses dot the lush green fields, and occasionally you can see cattle and sheep grazing leisurely.

Harry's trio also came to visit. Cornelius Fudge valued Harry highly and even sent Auror to protect them on their way to King's Cross Station.

This is also why they almost missed the Hogwarts Express; after boarding, they found that only the last carriage had seats available.

Hermione had been to France and had gotten a tan. As soon as she entered the house, she thanked Wizet.

Harry looked a little pale. He glanced at Wizet was counting cattle and sheep with Luna, and hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.

Ron, meanwhile, inquired about Remus Lupin, and they similarly deduced that the exhausted and drowsy adult wizard would be in charge of the Defence Against the Dark Arts for this school year.

Ron had such concerns because Lockhart from the previous school year had left a very deep impression on them.

Until the end of the last school year, Lockhart was sent to Azkaban for various reasons.

After resolving Ron's doubts, the three of them left the carriage.

"Harry Potter's eyes are so strange..." Michael Corner said suspiciously, "He keeps staring at Wizet, what is he trying to do?"

"You seem to have some questions?" Anthony Goldstein shifted his position, looking more comfortable. "Do you know anything about Sirius Black?"

"It's been reported for so long..." Terry Boot continued, "He's a devout follower of the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and the reason he escaped from prison this time is because... Oh! I see!"

"I see, right!" Anthony clapped his hands and said, "It's probably because Cornelius Fudge's movements were too big and scared him..."

"The fact that they need special personnel and vehicles to protect them makes it hard not to misunderstand. It's quite normal for them to want to come to Wizet for help."

Wizet shook his head slightly. He felt that Harry shouldn't be that kind of person. After all, in the last school year, Harry didn't flinch when facing the two Voldemort and still fought bravely.

Chris Moen asked doubtfully, "Speaking of which... what exactly is this theory of papers that Hermione mentioned?"

"It's just a little trick," Wizet said. "A few days ago, Luna and I went to Diagon Alley and happened to run into Harry, so we chatted for a bit. It was something like..."

After returning from Diagon Alley, I made a simple summary of my conjectures about my assignment paper and my Magical Understanding;

Since his roommates had all asked about this, he took the opportunity to explain, but only briefly, to avoid his roommates getting their priorities wrong by trying to Magical Understanding too much.

The Hogwarts Express sped across the rolling hills, streams and brooks Winky in the sunlight, and distant hills covered with dense forests.

As Wizet continued her narration, Hogwarts entered the forest, and the sky darkened, with large patches of dark clouds gathering together, casting a gloomy veil over the once vibrant forest.

The raindrops pattered against the train windows, quickly becoming denser and making a rustling sound, like a requiem, quieting the bustling Hogwarts Express considerably.

In the dim light, Wizet's roommates yawned one after another and fell asleep without realizing it.

Luna stretched out her fingers and gently touched the cool glass, feeling the rhythm of the raindrops, and hummed a song softly in rhythm with them.

As the ethereal humming played, Wizet took out the Emerald Tablet left by Fred and George and began to ponder the strange patterns on it.

As time went on, the rain gradually intensified. The raindrops became denser, the sound of them hitting the window became more rapid, and the scenery outside the window became blurred.

This was like a sign; the rain grew stronger and stronger, turning into a torrential downpour in the blink of an eye.

Rainwater streamed down the windowpane, completely obscuring the view outside.

The sky suddenly became even more gloomy, as if it had been attacked by thick ink and completely stained black.

The lights in the carriages and aisles came on, casting a warm glow that countered the gloom outside the windows.

Luna said softly, "Did something happen...?"

"Hmm..." Wizet had already drawn his wand. "It seems to be slowing down..."

As he said, with a slight tremor, the Hogwarts Express slowed down more and more.

The sound of countless sliding doors rang out, and the corridor became noisy.

Anthony and the others also woke up with a start, their eyes still blurry and somewhat confused about what was going on.

Michael asked, confused, "What happened?"

Chris shook his head. "I don't know... I felt the train slowing down..."

Anthony wondered, "The train is slowing down? Is it an inspection from the Ministry of Magic?"

Terry was closest to the sliding door. As he reached out and grasped the doorknob, the Hogwarts Express suddenly stopped with a "thud."

A series of clattering sounds rang out, Wizet immediately looked up. His suitcase, which had been neatly arranged, was about to fall off due to the sudden stop.

Just as he gently waved his hand to return the suitcase to its original position, all the lights that had been providing illumination went out, and darkness instantly enveloped the Hogwarts Express.

"Get all the wands out... just in case..." Wizet said, frowning. " To Night Vision Charm!"

At the same time, Luna's incantation rang out, "Night Vision Charm!"

Wizet first cast Night Vision Spell on herself, and then casually cast the same spell on her roommates.

Once they could see again and escape the darkness, the roommates were less panicked and quickly reached into their pockets to hold their wands firmly in their hands.

The corridor became even noisier, filled with all sorts of sounds, and panic continued to spread to the surrounding area.

"Hiss... Don't you guys feel..." Michael rubbed his hands together, "... that it seems to be getting colder?"

"How exactly does the Ministry of Magic plan to investigate?" Anthony frowned. "What on earth are they doing!"

"Could it be..." Wizet murmured, glancing in Luna's direction.

"It's Dementor ..." Luna pointed out the window, "Look!"

Although the view outside the window was incredibly blurry, some strange, fluttering black shadows could be seen.

"Use Dementor to inspect?" Anthony's expression changed. "Has the Ministry of Magic gone mad? This is the Hogwarts Express!"

"Merlin's beard!" he exclaimed, looking at the white mist that had just dissipated before him. He finally realized what was happening and his body instinctively trembled. "So cold!"

"Expecto Patronum!"

Wizet and Luna's voices rang out simultaneously, and two Corporeal Patronus, one large and one small, appeared.

The Golden Eagle and Horned Owl Patronus gently flapped their wings, and as Silver Light spread outwards, the carriage instantly became warm.

"Two Patronus Charm!" Anthony's eyes widened. "When did you learn this magic?"