The sound of footsteps coming from the hallway outside was Malfoy, and of course, his two eldest followers.

Crabbe and Gore seemed to be born to follow Malfoy's orders.

Both of them have big waists and strong muscles-Crabbe is taller, their hair is cut like a pudding bowl, and their necks are long and thick; Gore is short, has lots of hair, and his arms look like gorillas.

But the two people have one thing in common, which is stupid enough.

"Well, let's see who this is—" Malfoy opened the door of the carriage, and said in his usual lazy, prolonged tone, "Potter and Weasley."

Gore and Crabbe laughed wildly.

Then Malfoy's face changed, because he saw Maca shortly thereafter, who was looking at him coldly with a look that could freeze people.

"Um-oh-" Malfoliso turned around, "Crabbe! Gore! Remember where my luggage is?"

"Huh?" Both attendants looked at him stupidly, and didn't react for a while.

"Follow up! Two idiots..." Malfoy whispered, then strode away without looking back.

"It seems that your deterrence against that bad guy is not small," Harry said happily. "Malfoy didn't dare to look at you more, ha!"

"It's not uncommon, as long as—"

Before Maca finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the rear of the train.

"Maca, what's the matter?" Hermione asked.

He shook his head, his eyes still staying on the back wall of the carriage, staring as if to see through it.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the window glass showed a greasy gray, and it got deeper and deeper, until the lights in the corridor and on the luggage rack were automatically turned on.

The train was swaying, the rain pounding on the windows violently, and the wind roared wildly, which made people feel an inexplicable uneasiness.

"We are probably coming." Ron said, leaning forward and looking at Professor Lupin, who was still leaning against the window.

As soon as he finished saying this, the train slowed down.

"Great." Ron said as he stood up, and carefully walked around Professor Lupin, wanting to see the situation outside, "I'm starving to death, I want to eat..."

"We can't be here!" Hermione looked at her watch and said, "but why did you stop?"

Maca suddenly walked to the door and waved to several people.

"Sit down, stay away from doors and windows, try to lean in the middle," he said softly.

The train went slower and slower, the sound of the wheels became quieter, and the wind and rain outside the window became louder.

At this moment, the carriage shook suddenly, and then stopped abruptly.There was a sound of heavy objects falling from a distance. It should be the sound of everyone's luggage falling from the shelf.

Then, all the lights suddenly went out, and they were annihilated in total darkness.

"What's the matter?" Ron's voice came from the darkness behind Maca.

"Ouch!" Hermione gasped. "Ron, those are my feet!"

"Sit down, don't move," Maca reminded again, "There is something outside."

Before the voice was over, there was a squeaky, short, piercing sound from outside, and the carriage fell silent.

Maca’s gadgets can come in handy again.

He took out a bottle and shook it, and suddenly, the carriage became bright.

"...Here," Maca turned around and handed the bottle of condensed sand to Hermione, "take it, at least don't worry about being stepped on your foot again."

Suddenly someone opened the door from the outside, and a figure walked inside quickly and hit Maca's body.

"Sorry! Do you know what happened? Ouch! I'm sorry—"

"Come in first.

Maca grabbed Neville's robe and pulled him up with one hand, letting him go into the carriage.

"Stay in the middle and don't move around."

"What happened?" This was Ron's voice.

Immediately, everyone heard the door of the carriage opened again, followed by a dull sound, accompanied by two more squeaks.

It seems that Ron's dirty mouse-Peter Pettigrew, probably fell out of Ron's pocket just now in the darkness, and has now been stepped on by two people in a row.

"This hapless guy." Maca thought.

"Ginny? Why are you here too?" Hermione said, "Come in, sit down—"

Professor Lu Ping was finally awakened by this messy sound.

He still looked tired, but there was a wary look in his eyes.

"Stay where you are," he said, still in his slightly rough voice.

Lu Ping was about to stand up, but a scary figure appeared at the door.

Under the light from the maca condensing bottle, everyone can clearly see the appearance of the "monster" standing in the doorway.

It was a humanoid creature that was covered in a tattered cloak and could reach the ceiling.

Its face is completely hidden under the hood of the hooded cloak, making it difficult to see its appearance.

And looking down again, you can see a hand sticking out of the cloak.The hand shimmered, gray, thin and crusted, as if something had died and rotted in the water, it looked a bit disgusting.

The monster under the cloak seemed to feel everyone's gaze, and that hand suddenly shrank into the black cloak.Then, the thing under the turban, no matter what it was, took a breath, long, slow, and trembling, as if trying to suck in something other than air from around.

Everyone immediately felt a chill across their bodies.

"Finally waiting for you," Maca whispered, "Dementor."

It's complicated to say, but it's just a few seconds.Before Lupin could move, everyone was surprised to find that Maca who was standing at the door actually took another step forward.

"Rewind!" Lupin said loudly.

"It's okay, Professor." Maca waved back, but the line of sight remained on the dementor.

He keenly discovered that the Dementor didn't seem to feel his presence.

"It seems that the dementor does indirectly know whether someone is approaching by feeling emotions."

Maca drew out his wand, he didn't even recite the spell, but just casually called out a cloud of silver-white light mist, and directly pushed the dementor out abruptly.

Then, he followed and walked into the aisle outside.

At this time, Lupin finally squeezed out from inside, holding his wand in his hand, but after seeing Maca's behavior, he froze in surprise.

He couldn't think that Maca actually lifted the Dementor's hood directly!

In Maca's left hand, the silver-white mist was flying around. This was undoubtedly a new use of the patron saint that Lupin had never seen before.

"..."

Maca forced the dementor against the window of the aisle with his left hand that radiated light and mist, frowned and stared at the terrifying face of the dementor, and shook his head after a while.

The Dementor seemed to feel very uncomfortable with this haze, and was struggling, but it could not get it out of this embarrassing situation.

Maca didn't have time to take care of the Dementor's feelings. He pulled up the next window, then grabbed the Dementor by the neck and forced it out of the small window.

Even though the Dementor looks tall and tall, his body is unexpectedly thin.This seemingly impossible behavior was actually completed by Maca.

He turned around and found Lupin looking at him with a look of monsters.

"Oh, sorry professor," Maca said calmly, "I just don't think it is appropriate to leave it in the train."

Lu Ping actually wanted to say: I don’t think your behavior seems appropriate, right?

When Maca returned to the carriage, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at him strangely. It was obvious that the scene where he just pushed the terrifying monster out of the window was really shocking.

"Oh-Maca," Hermione couldn't help but said, "Did you...change the one-time rating every semester?"

"No, I think, I don't have this strange physique." Maca said, "I just think that the days of low scheduling have passed. If you have any questions next, you can come to me at any time—"

"——I won’t ignore you like I did last semester."

In fact, it is true. The Chamber of Secrets incident can be regarded as an independent incident. It is only related to Tom Riddle in the diary, so it can barely be kept low-key to maintain the normal progress of the incident.Although some minor problems still appeared at that time, Maca also made up for it in time.

But in the next series of events, changes were completely unpredictable.

The omission of the Philosopher's Stone incident caused Voldemort to escape while possessing Quirrell. Maca could not guess what would happen after that—there were too many possibilities.

Therefore, in the following days, forcibly maintaining the development of the situation has become a meaningless thing, it is better to take the initiative to prepare for the return of Voldemort.

Relying on your own strength to guard against Voldemort is the safest choice.

"Oh—" Hermione pursed her lips when she heard the words, not knowing what to say to cover up her embarrassment.

"Maca, what is that just now?" Harry asked suddenly, "It's terrible!"

"That's a dementor."

Professor Lu Ping also walked in.While talking, he took out a large piece of chocolate and broke it into small pieces.

"Here! Eat it, it's good for you." He distributed the chocolate to everyone, but when it was Maca's turn, he hesitated, "Oh, Maca, do you need a piece too?"

"Why not?" Maca naturally took the chocolate bar that Lupin had handed in half, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Harry took the chocolate, but didn't eat it.

"Dementor?" He repeated the term suspiciously.

"A dementor from Azkaban." Everyone stared at him.Professor Lu Ping crumpled the empty chocolate wrapper into a ball and put it in his pocket.

"Eat," he said again, "It's good to eat. I want to ask the driver to say something, I'm sorry..."

He walked past Maca, patted Maca's shoulder by the way, and disappeared into the aisle.