Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 303 Sudden train stop
"What's the relationship between wizards and Death Eaters?"

After a brief thought, Harry asked Malfoy.

"I must admit that many people in the wizarding society will become Death Eaters, but I can also tell you with certainty that the two have nothing to do with each other."

Malfoy glanced at the professor sleeping by the window, then looked at Harry and said, "Is it possible for wizards to be as radical as Death Eaters? I think this can be seen from our openness to pure blood."

Harry nodded slowly, he didn't think Malfoy was lying.

After all, that open-minded pure-blood attitude really cannot be faked.

"I need to seriously consider it for a while, I hope you can understand."

Harry looked at each other with Malfoy and Ginny and said.

"No problem, Harry, I think you'll make the right choice." Malfoy said with a smile, offering his hand.

Harry shook hands with him, then with Ginny, and nodded.

Then Malfoy and Ginny left one after another, and they still had to convince more people.

After the two left, Ron imitated Malfoy's proud look and said, "I think you'll make the right choice, Harry, haha, who does he think he is?"

He did have reason to be angry because neither of them invited him, including his sister.

"Malfoy's always been like that, Ron, I don't think you need to mind him," Harry said with a forced smile.

At this moment, Harry's mind was still a little confused, he was thinking about which organization to join.

His experience is most similar to that of the Burner Falcon, but the disadvantage is that Muggle wizards are not strong.

Not only that, because they joined the wizarding world not long ago, they didn't care as much about the title "Boy Who Lived" as the children of the wizarding world.

The wizarding society reminded Harry of the Death Eaters.

He felt that even if he held a high position in this organization, he might not be respected.

And the candle holder is the choice he yearns for, after all, there are more people and more power.

Its main problem is that the internal components are heterogeneous, but this may not be a good thing for him.

He could rely on his reputation to gather more natives of the wizarding world around him.

At the same time, he can also rely on his Muggle experience to attract Muggle wizards.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this choice was correct.

If he hadn't calmed down a lot in the past two years, he couldn't help but want to go to Ginny now.

"Which do you think is better?" Ron asked him suddenly.

"Candlebearer, Ron, after all, this is an organization created by your brother, and it's our own." Harry said with a maturity far beyond Ron's.

When Ron heard this, a smile bloomed on his face.

But he tried to hide it anyway, and said: "Percy broke up with the family, you know, and my mother is very angry now that he finished his studies early."

"But he's your brother after all, and I think we get along," said Harry.

Ron nodded in agreement, and then asked curiously, "Why didn't you see the train salesman? I want to eat chocolate frogs."

"We're at the back of the car, Ron, wait a little longer."

As Harry said so, he looked out of the car into the rain, and fell into deep thought again.

He had to run through his thoughts again to make sure he hadn't made a wrong choice.

Snape told him that in many cases, choice is more important than hard work.

He didn't want to take the wrong first step.

"I'll look for the salesman, Harry, and my mother gave me some copper Knuts, and I'll treat you to chocolate frogs."

Ron stood up while speaking, opened the compartment door and walked towards the front of the car.

"kindness."

Harry responded belatedly, but his eyes were still looking at the rain outside.

Time passed silently in his meditation.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the sky outside has completely darkened.

"Crack~~"

The sound of the rails rubbing against the wheels woke Harry up from his deep sleep.

"arrive?"

He murmured curiously, leaned forward over the sleeping professor, leaned close to the window and looked out into the darkness.

"Boom."

The door was pushed open, and Ron appeared at the door.

"I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't see the salesperson at all." Ron said, "But with Ginny, I persuaded many people to join the Candle Bearer."

"The train has stopped."

Harry ignored his words, but said suspiciously.

"Are you at school?" Ron asked in surprise.

However, before he could reach Harry and look out the window, the lights in the compartment suddenly went out.

"What happened?"

asked Ron, screaming, fear in his voice.

"Quiet, Ron."

Harry said in a low voice, and at the same time waved his wand to throw out a spot of light.

"Hiding in the shadows, Ron."

Harry spoke again, while he bent himself down behind the seat.

The light spot floated in the direction of Ron, more precisely, the corridor behind Ron.

"Boom."

In the direction of the light spot, there was a muffled sound.

"What is it?" Ron said in horror. "It sounds like the car door was opened."

"Get out your wand, Ron, and anyway, get ready for battle," Harry whispered.

"Harry, what do you think happened? Could it be some monster..."

"Be quiet!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and through the bright light from the distant light spot, it could be seen that it was the professor who woke up from a deep sleep.

"Are you a new professor at Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Harry, keep quiet."

Lupine said, taking his wand and shaking it.

A torch appeared not far from the trunk, illuminating the entire carriage.

"You stay here."

He said in a hoarse voice, then got up and prepared to go out.

But at this moment, a cloak-shaped shadow extended to the ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, a face completely hidden under the hood appeared first.

Then came the huge body wrapped in the cloak, and from the bottom of the cloak protruded from the mud-colored and scabbed hand...

Its body only appeared for half a second, and the people under the cloak seemed to notice Harry's gaze, and quickly put their hands into the folds of the cloak.

The originally humid but not so cold air suddenly became cold because of its appearance.

As the cold swept across the carriage, Harry noticed the professor shiver in front of him.

And he himself followed suit, shivering.

Then, he felt like his breathing was about to stop.

The cold air began to pour into his chest quickly, as if it was going to freeze his heart.

"It's a dementor."

Harry gave a cry, recognizing the horrible life Snape had told him about.

"The one at the Maple Leaf training ground?" Ron asked with chattering teeth.

Harry opened his mouth to answer his question, but he couldn't.

The cold breath enveloped his heart completely, and Harry felt his eyes were about to roll back into his brain.

His ears seemed to be flooded, he was dragged down, and his roar became louder and louder.

Then, ear-piercing screams sounded, and he seemed to have returned to his previous dream.

(End of this chapter)