Eternal Mist?
This was a term that had never appeared in the original novels. Or perhaps Dumbledore had simply hired someone who was bad at making up stories and left it out.
The Mine Cart settled into a relatively steady speed.
Bogrod grew a little nervous too. He checked the lantern again, then turned to remind them:
"Esteemed sir, and respected Madam Perenelle, please do not attempt to extend any part of your body outside the cart. Remain as you are.
"And try not to make any noise. We only need a short time to pass through the mist."
Zhang Xiao and Perenelle both nodded. Light shimmered around Perenelle's bracelet, making it quite beautiful.
After only a little while, Zhang Xiao saw a mass of dense mist blocking the way ahead.
The gray mist seethed and churned, but strangely, it showed no sign of spreading. Instead, it clustered lazily together.
Even the occasional wisp that escaped swiftly shrank back, as though frightened.
Zhang Xiao wanted to examine it with his Dharma Eye, but feared that doing so might trigger some change in the mist.
After thinking it over, he abandoned the idea. He was hardly reckless, so why invite trouble?
The Mine Cart gradually approached the mist. The dim yellow light of the lantern mounted at its front suddenly turned blood-red.
Wherever the blood-red light struck, the mist immediately parted, revealing the tracks beneath. The Mine Cart slid into the passage, and their surroundings suddenly darkened.
It was like entering a deep, gloomy tunnel. The strange mist hovered close to the Mine Cart, leaving only the scraping sound of its passage and the lantern's glow.
Silence surrounded them. Perenelle had already closed her eyes, deeply uncomfortable with the oppressive atmosphere, but Zhang Xiao kept watching.
He merely kept Bogrod's warning