Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

They all felt a chill sweeping through their bodies, through their skin until their chests and into their hearts.

Like a cold stream of downward shocks, all the emotions of happiness are rapidly dissipating.

Harry's face was pale and his body trembled so badly that his expression was so frightened that he seemed to see something horrible.

When no one responded, he knocked and fainted.

Ron hastily lifted him to the side of the seat, and everyone else fell obliquely on it.

Malfoy looked at the Phantom in panic and didn't even have the kung fu to laugh at Harry.

“Go away, we have nothing here for you!” Ivan trembled and said.

Hearing his words, the Dementor paused for a moment, smelling rotten under the broken black cape, and took another breath, seemingly intending to leave.

The next second, a click, Colin struggled to pull out his camera and pushed the shutter.

This behavior seemed to piss off the Dementors, and it pounced forward.

“Echo guard!” Evan shouted, his wand emitting a white-morned light that firmly blocked the dementors from the outside.

Although it was his first time using it, he studied the spell in depth during the summer vacation, and Ivan tried to think back in his mind about something pleasing, and the white mist at the tip of the wand gradually built an animal's shape.

But it was almost that close. The movement of this compartment attracted another psychedelic monster, and it floated over, and the atmosphere was getting more and more icy.

The air around him is frozen, Ivan can feel the light on his wand getting weaker and weaker, he can't hold on, the nine people behind him are about to faint, these damn psychedelics must have misunderstood something.

White fog formed a semi-circular barrier, Ivan stepped back half a step, and the aperture range was continuously compressed.

He gasped violently, his hands trembling with his wand.

Two more Dementors approached here, like a tiny black hole, sucking away all the light, breath and emotion around them.

Evan felt that courage and hope were fading, and nothingness and despair gradually took over his heart.

His right hand trembled violently and the wand quickly slipped down.

Ivan had reached his limit, the white barrier was filled with cracks, constantly shattering and fading, and the light was diminishing. Just as he thought it was all about to end, a weak, slim little hand suddenly held itself, and the wand was raised again.

It's Hermione, her cold little hands don't have the temperature at all.

Hermione's weak body stood firmly beside Evan in the darkness, holding hands together to support the only light in the darkness.

The palm of the other party was cold, but Ivan felt the temperature, like a faint spark, which passed up along his fingertips, igniting his heart, which had fallen completely into darkness.

His wand shined brightly, and the aperture grew wider and wider, gradually constructing a complete patron saint. The animal looked familiar, Ivan's eyes slightly widened, which was not...

The next second, he saw a silver wolf fly out of the terminal compartment, and the dementor flies upside down, vanishing into thin air.

The lights were restored in the car, and a strange middle-aged man walked in, wearing an extremely worn robe of witches and patches in several places. He was sick and tired, with pale brown hair mixed with gray hair.

“He's Professor Lupin, just in the car with us, and he's been sleeping on his back.” Hermione whispered that her face was still pale, "What were those monsters? And what kind of spell do you use? How do I seem to see...”

“A nice corporeal Patronus! ”

Before Ivan answered, he heard Lupin praise softly saying that he had taken a large chunk of chocolate out of his arms and broken it into small chunks for everyone.

Ivan ate a little, and a warm stream suddenly spread across his fingertips and toes, and it didn't feel so cold. He saw the others waking Harry up busily, slowly opening his eyes, looking confused around him, his forehead full of cold sweat.

“Harry, are you okay?” Ron asked nervously.

“I'm fine!” Harry looked out at the door and saw that the Phantom had disappeared, so he relieved himself heavily. "Where was the monster with the turban? And who was screaming? ”

“The monsters were driven away by Professor Ivan and Professor Lupin, but no one screamed.” Ron recounts what happened after Harry fainted.

“I heard screams and a green light...” Harry shook his head stubbornly.

“Harry, you should take a break! ”

Lupin seemed a little worried, and he handed Harry a really big piece of chocolate, "Here, eat it, it's good for you. ”

“Professor, what was that?” Harry didn't eat chocolate, he looked at Lupin and wondered why he knew his name.

“Dementors from Azkaban!” Professor Lupin rubbed the empty chocolate wrapping paper into a bunch and put it in his own pocket, "In fact, this little guy had done a great job before I came. You need to eat these chocolates now. I need to talk to the driver. I'm sorry! ”

Ivan saw Lupin go out and disappear in the corridor.

When he turned around, he found everyone staring at him, not even Malfoy, Gore and Krab.

“Don't look at me like that, Professor Lupin just said, that's Dementors, they're Azkaban's guards. ”

“Dementors, Azkaban!” Harry said, looking up a little embarrassed to ask, "Besides me, have any of you fainted? ”

“No!” Ron looked at Harry anxiously, repeating the reaction of others.

Although everyone was scared, no one fainted, which made Harry's face paler, he didn't understand, he was clearly feeling weak and shaking just now, as if he had just recovered from a severe flu, but why didn't the others react like this?

Harry started to feel embarrassed. How could he be so scared when everyone else was fine?

“Evan, what was that spell you used to defend against the Dementors, how did I seem to see..." Hermione asked softly.

“All right, all right, the spell I just used is...”

“Wait a minute, Evan!” Ron hurriedly stopped him, and he turned his head to Malfoy and the three of them, "a magic that could help us resist that horrible monster, which I don't think is such an important thing to be heard by Slytherin's students. ”

“That's ridiculous, Weasley, do you think I'd like to hear a mud kind of bullshit in here?” Malfoy's arrogant eyes slowly scratched through the faces of several people, eventually falling on the pale Harry, and his pale eyes flashed maliciously, "Be careful, Porter, don't be stunned like a child again. ”

“You're not going anywhere, either. Don't think I don't know. You shrink in the chair as much as Cersei shudders when the Dementors come in.” Ron bit the tooth canal.

“Well, at least I didn't faint. Let's go!” Malfoy muttered to Gore and Krabs behind him, and they turned away from the car with chocolate.

“Well, go on, Ivan! ”

After Malfoy left, the atmosphere in the cabin was noticeably relaxed, and everyone else seemed to recover except Harry, who was still pale and frightening.

“It's not really a secret magic, I just used a guardian spell, a very cold door, very deep spell that can be used to defend against the Dementors.” Ivan quickly said, "I also used it for the first time, only to emit a little strong light, but not yet to form a complete body guardian. I can teach you if you want to. In fact, I intend to publish the use of this spell in the newspaper, and if everyone does, don't be afraid of the Phantom. ”

Evan just finished saying that he suddenly thought of the Guardian who appeared at the last minute, looking like...

He shook his head, it must be an illusion, how could it be that kind of thing?