Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"Of course I know they won't issue two Merlin medals, but they can be replaced with a more advanced one, can't they?" Ron curled his lips, very dissatisfied with Hermione's dismantling.

Just as Ron turned his head and looked at Ivan, planning to say something, there was a sudden jitter in the train.

Then the train got slower and slower, and it seemed that it was about to stop.

"Are we there? So soon this time?" Ron touched his stomach, he couldn't wait to have dinner in the auditorium.

"Not yet." Hermione shook her head and turned to look out the window.

When I got in the car before, it was still sunny, but now the outside world is dark, with black clouds covering the sky, and big raindrops falling down, even the view distance is affected.

"Then why did it stop? Is it because the train broke down halfway and needs repairs?" Harry guessed.

"I've never heard George or the others say that there will be such a situation, shall we not be still here?" Ron murmured.

After the train moved slowly for a while, it stopped with a chuckle.

Outside the carriage, there was also a loud noise, and the other little wizards also found that something was wrong.

Harry and Ron wondered what happened.

Hermione turned her head to ask Ivan's opinion, only to find that Ivan didn't care about the abnormality of the train at all. She flipped through the book to herself, frowning, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, the magic light in the carriage flashed and then went out suddenly, and the surrounding area was plunged into a burst of darkness, only a little light projected from the window.

Harry stretched his head out of the carriage and looked at the same black hole in the corridor. Something seemed to be floating in the darkness, and it was a little frightening quietly, only the sound of sliding doors reverberating.

"It looks like something is outside!" Harry swallowed, then retracted his head back into the compartment, whispering.

"What's that? Did you see it?" Ron became even more scared when Harry said this.

Ivan's movement of flipping through the book also stopped. The dark environment had already affected his reading. After thinking about it, Ivan guessed that the outside world was a dementor.

But Ivan ignored it, because the other party was ordered to search Sirius, and he couldn't summon the patron saint for the time being. Lupin would always take action anyway.

Ivan took out his magic wand and tapped it upwards, the magic lamp that had been turned off turned on again, and then continued to turn the book, operated Occlumency, and sank into his own world.

The light reappeared, but Harry and Ron didn't feel the slightest sense of security, because the whole carriage seemed to become more gloomy, the biting chill gradually permeating the whole body from the soles of the feet, and Hermione was also fidgeting.

The next moment, the three of them couldn't help holding their breath, and a black shadow was printed on the window of the compartment, dimly seeing what it was through the window.

The deep cold air penetrated through the gap of the door, and something was pulled out.

Ron and Hermione just felt a little uncomfortable, and Harry was much worse, his head was dizzy and his thoughts seemed to be disturbed.

Click...

The sliding door was opened a little bit, and a withered, crusted hand rested on the door extension, and the biting cold wind was blowing in from outside the door.

Click...

With a nasty push of the door, the sliding door was completely opened, and Ron looked at the tall, weird figure in a ruined cloak in horror.

It seems to be floating in the air, with a face completely hidden under the hood, and the exposed body is rotten.

This reminded Ron of the mummy he had seen in Egypt, which might have been the way the bandage was removed.

Hermione couldn't help but leaned against Ivan.

Harry also wanted to stay away from the ghost, but his body seemed to be frozen and couldn't move at all. Harry's heart seemed to be held by someone, and someone in his mind was screaming... There was panic and pleading in that voice, but he wanted to do something but was powerless.

The illusory and intangible things were continuously drawn from Harry, and the dementor was inhaling, making a gurgling noise, and squeezing in from the outside door lightly.

Lupin didn’t know when he had opened his eyes and put his hand into the wizard’s robe.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Get out, you interrupted my thinking..."

Ivan's tone was very blunt, turning his head to look at the rotten, dilapidated figure, his thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of the dementor.

Although Ivan used Occlumency, what he did not expect was that closing the brain was not able to completely isolate the dementors.

The scene of witnessing the death of Aisia two months ago constantly emerged from the depths of Ivan's memory, and the anger gradually came to his heart, and Ivan's eyes were faintly transformed into orange-yellow vertical pupils.

The dementor's movements paused, and the face under the brim of the hat turned to face Ivan.

The dementor has no eyes, and naturally it is not affected by the direct death effect. Instead, it feels that Ivan's suppressed emotions are delicious, and can't help but get close to the body.

The tattered and wide cloak was shrouded in the small carriage, the magic lamp could not bear the pressure and went out, and the darkness pressed in...

Hermione next to her felt that all her happiness had disappeared, leaving only her empty body.

All the things that Ivan had been trying to forget for a while were all remembered, and his anger had condensed to the extreme, and a system prompt sounded in his mind.

Then Ivan stretched out his magic wand, and the dazzling light lit up in the compartment, and the darkness melted in the light...

Countless white fog continued to impact the broken body of the dementor like ocean waves, slamming it into the aisle.

The dementor's black hood was peeled off directly, revealing its disgusting long face, its hollow mouth wailed silently in the white light, and its body disintegrated as if corroded...

"What's that thing? You...you killed it?" Ron stammered.

"It's just a dementor! It intends to enter the carriage and do something to me, no one will care if it kills it..." Ivan closed the book in his hand, his face was very ugly.

Under the influence of the dementor, Ivan's mind came up with countless scenes where he used the time converter to try to save Aysia after returning, but failed.

This is also the reason why he didn't control the power of Hushen Guard...

Not to mention that the wizarding world has always been the supremacy of wizards, and the statues erected in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic speak this philosophy without any cover.

With a valid reason, a little wizard fights back to kill the dementor, a creature that everyone hates, and will not be punished.

"No, I mean, what should we do now? It seems that more of that stuff is coming..." Ron pointed to the shadows floating outside the window and said in horror.