Black: Did I Say You Could Run? You're All Gonna Die!

But when he picked up his teacup, he sensed that something was wrong.

The hot tea was rapidly cooling! And somehow, the train had come to a stop!

As strange wisps of white mist suddenly appeared outside the window!

Black's eyes immediately sharpened.

"Hmm... why is it so cold?"

Cassandra muttered as she wrapped her school robe more tightly around herself.

Black silently set down his teacup and flipped his palm.

The Ruyi Wand appeared in his hand.

There was only one kind of creature that could cause such a sudden drop in temperature...

"Whoosh!"

A gust of icy wind swept in through the compartment door, which had not been fully closed.

Then, a shriveled, hideous hand, like that of a dried corpse, gripped the compartment door!

Black: Did I Let You Run? Die, All of You!

The sliding compartment door was slowly pulled open.

A monster draped in tattered robes, its entire body seeming to have been soaked until it rotted, floated inside.

At that instant, everyone in the compartment suddenly felt all their happiness and joy being sucked away!

Nothing but endless negative emotions remained in their hearts.

It was a Dementor!

"Ah!" Harry let out a scream and fell backward...

Clearly, the pain in his heart was greater than that of everyone else present.

So when the Dementor drained away his positive emotions,

all it left him with was endless pain and despair...

Perhaps because Harry's reaction had been too intense,

the Dementor seemed extremely interested in him.

After all, Dementors had no eyes.

They could not distinguish between different people the way humans could.

They could only rely on scent and emotions to tell people apart.

And even then, their accuracy was low.

So clearly, this Dementor had mistaken Harry, whose reaction was the strongest, for