Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“It's useless!” Halliday was dismayed to realize that he was now tucked into the corner under the chair in his invisible clothes, like cargo, and that he would not be seen or heard, even if someone looked in the trunk. Even Ivan would not have found him, he would have gone back to London with the train.

If Malfoy doesn't say, maybe, no one will ever find him...

In the darkness, Harry lay there, like a ridiculous, four-legged tortoise, his nose bleeding directly into his open mouth, making him sick, a feeling of loneliness rising from the bottom of his heart, and he had never hated Malfoy as much as he did at this moment.

Thanks to him, he is in such a terrible situation...

At this time, the final footsteps disappeared, everyone dragged tired footsteps outside on the dark platform, he could hear the box dragging on the ground and the students talking loudly, he desperately wanted to make a little noise, even a beep, but it couldn't be made out.

Then he remembered that some wizards, such as Dumbledore, could recite the spell silently.

Ivan seems to be able to do the same, as he said earlier in his D.A. campaign, about the need to exercise control over magic.

Harry tried to concentrate, and he kept thinking, "The wand is flying!" The wand is flying! ”To summon back the wand that fell from his hand.

However, there was no response.

It was as if he had heard the sand of the leaves by the lake and an owl in the distance, but no one had panicked to ask why Harry Potter had disappeared.

Harry's heart was getting heavier. He imagined the fleet of night lags moving slowly toward the school. Malfoy sat in the carriage making a stinging laugh. He must be telling his Slytherin classmates how he had taught Harry Potter...

To think of it, a feeling of despair spreads through his mind.

At this moment, another rush of footsteps came from afar and near, and Harry raised his hopes, and he heard Ivan shouting!

“Harry, are you here?” Ivan raised his wand and lit the entire compartment.

silently, he didn't see anything.

Of course, Harry must be covered in invisibility by now.

I don't know, he's still in a coma.

If you were Malfoy, and you had Harry, you wouldn't let him go.

Even if you don't dare kill Harry, at least hit him hard.

With the grudge between Malfoy and Harry, Ivan was not surprised that he had done more than that.

He touched the floor with his hands, the seats, the shelves on it, nothing, so to speak...

Ivan squatted down, reached under the seat, and he touched something.

All of a sudden, Harry felt his invisible jacket lifted open and Ivan's voice rang above his head, "I finally found you! ”

Harry was dragged out, and he saw Ivan, right here, a man appeared behind him.

The phantom came and Ivan quickly turned around, pointing his wand at the man and stopping again.

“No, Ivan, it's me!” Tanks said.

Like the last time they saw her in a shady house, she had dusty brown hair and a pale face.

Tanks waved his wand, a red light flashed past him, and Harry's body broke the spell.

He sat up and tried to make himself look decent and quickly wiped the blood off his injured face with his back.

“What are you doing here?” Ivan asked, pulling Harriet up.

“As arranged within the Ministry, I am currently in Hogsmeade to provide some additional protection to the school.” Tank said, "When I started school today, I wanted to come over and see if there was a problem when I noticed you two hadn't gotten out of the car. When I saw you come to this room, the phantom appeared directly to me. I didn't expect to see Harry...”

At this point, the train moved a little.

“If you have anything to say, we'd better get out of here and the train will be on its way back soon, faster. ”

The three of them quickly left the train and a great deal of steam came from the direction of the head.

The steam was quickly blown away by the cool evening breeze, which made Harry's suddenly sore nose feel very comfortable.

He looked at Ivan and Tanks somewhat embarrassingly and found that they were also looking at themselves.

Harry didn't know how to explain it. He felt annoyed and embarrassed and was discovered in such a lukewarm situation.

“Well, we missed the last carriage and it looks like we're going to Hogwarts.” Ivan said, looking away.

You can see the boats on the lake that are moving away, they have not yet entered the Hogwarts range, if now the phantoms show the past...

Ivan thought about it and dismissed it. There was no need to frighten the freshmen in the first grade or expose themselves to phantoms.

“Stay here, Evan. I'm not going anywhere. I'll call the school and get you guys.” Tanks said, as if to see Ivan's thoughts, she waved a wand and a giant silver-white four-legged animal emerged from the wand and flew into the night.

Apparently, it's like Lupin's patron saint, this guy!

Looking at some tedious Tanks, Ivan thought he should help her, but he didn't know how to tell Lupin.

Emotions like this, he handles messy things himself, what qualifies him to help others.

“What a beautiful Guardian.” He can only express one sentiment.

“Thank you." Tanks said, rushing to change the subject, "Harry, what's the matter with this? Who did it? ”

“Draco Malfoy.” Harry said with hatred, "Thanks to you...”

“Me and Hermione and Elaine never waited for you and Neville to come back, and at the time of the final inspection, I found Neville at the front of the car, and he was grabbing the running toad.” Ivan said, "He told me you were separated from them in invisible clothes halfway, and I guess I guessed you went to Malfoy's and folded back. ”

“I was careless this time.” Harry said, "But I heard Malfoy seemed to be doing something, and he was working for Voldemort. ”

“Is that what you heard? What's he gonna do? ”

“I don't know, but he said Voldemort...”

“Don't mention that name, Harry, and don't talk about it here. You should hurry to school now.” Tanks restlessly said, lifting the wand again, "You stand still, I'll cure your nose. ”

Harry disagreed with the idea. To be honest, he was very uncomfortable with Tanks.

If you have a choice, Evan is a little more reliable than she is.

Moreover, his nose was not bleeding very much now, and he could go to school to see Mrs. Pomfrey, who had more confidence in her when it came to healing wounds with spells. But it didn't seem polite, so he stood still and closed his eyes.

“Heal as you started!” Tanks said.

Harry felt his nose suddenly spicy and then cold again.

He lifted his hand and caressed it carefully, and his nose seemed to have healed.

“These scabs need to be taken care of, or else they will scare a lot of people to school.” Ivan said.

He raised the wand to Harry's face and it immediately became clean.

But Harry's face still looks a little swollen, and Malfoy must have used a lot of energy just now.