HP pure blood glory

The air was stuffy due to the rain, and Draco tried to open the windows, but he gave up on the idea when he found that opening the windows would only make the car stuffy and damp.

Already tired from eating, Goyle was falling asleep on his side, his jaw trembling with his breathing.

Astoria took a question and was asking Louis for advice.

"Yes, there should be a wrist shake in this position—" Louis said as he demonstrated, "it's not written in the book—it's not wrong if it doesn't, but adding this shake can increase the success rate of the spell."

The little blond girl nodded quietly, and returned to her seat holding her book.

Goyle let out a snort, then he frowned, reached out and rubbed his nose, and opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, everyone was subconsciously silent for a moment, and at the same time felt the tense atmosphere in the air.

Immediately afterwards, all the lights went out suddenly, and they were plunged into complete darkness.

The tip of Louis's wand quickly glowed with a faint light. "Lumos!" he said.

Everyone in the carriage pulled out their wands and did as they did.

"What's the matter." Blaise stood up, walked to the door of the carriage, and wanted to open the door of the carriage.

"Wait." Louis stopped him suddenly, and Blaise turned his head to look at Louis with some doubts. His expression looked extremely strange under the blue light.

"I'll go with you." Louis stood up and walked to Blaise's side in a few steps.

Blaise shrugged noncommittally.

Then he put his hand on the handle and turned it away slightly - at the same time, a faint blue light reflected a shadow - they couldn't see it clearly, and it was obvious that the shadow was not trying to approach them Here—it was about sixteen feet away from them.

As they poked their heads out, the monster turned sensitively and gave them a look—then it started staggering towards the two boys.

As he walked in, a feeling of suffocation as if being immersed in ice water rushed over his face, and a scream like a wave penetrated his eardrums and rushed straight to his chest cavity.Blaise automatically took a step back and closed the door. "My God, this is horrible," he said.

"Get out of the way." Draco suddenly rushed in front of him.

Blaise shook his head, leaned against the door and said, "No, you can't open the door—"

"Louis was locked out by you!" Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it at him: "Now, get out of the way."

Blaise flinched. He seemed to have just realized that Louis was shut out by him, but he obviously hesitated. The terrifying, biting cold feeling stimulated him just now.

Taking advantage of Blaise's hesitation, Draco pushed him away.

The three girls stood up nervously, Mia took out her wand, and started to walk towards the door - Goyle had some difficulty standing up, obviously he ate a lot at noon - his stomach was a little too big —but he also sat up straight.

Just when Draco was about to open the door, someone suddenly pushed the door open from the outside.

It's Louis.

His face was almost blue and white, and it was terribly cold. Although he was indifferent in the past, his green eyes, which were always smiling, now seemed to be a pair of cold emeralds, which made people dare not look directly at them.

His glove was half burnt and was emitting some foul-smelling gas.

However, Louis didn't seem to notice.

He looked at the people in the room with those cold eyes for a while—just when Blaise thought Louis was possessed by the monster just now, he lowered his eyelids, and then peeled off the gloves from his hands.

A shocking black scar appeared on his fair finger—oh, it was from Durmstrang.

Draco didn't open his mouth to express condolences due to Louis' strange eyes. In fact, he subconsciously tensed up, and his posture was upright, as if he was facing an enemy.

"It's a dementor." Louis said wearily.

Suddenly there was a small gasp from all over the little car—the Dementors, the gatekeepers who guarded the heinous criminals of Azban—they were said to deprive people of all happiness, and make people feel depressed or depressed. Died in great fear.

Louis's wand ignited a small blue-white flame, which was very different from the cold fire he had used to light it-in fact, he burned the broken pair of dragonhide gloves in a few seconds.

It wasn't until Louis spoke that Draco heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm so scared to death." He leaned closer to Louis, stretched out to support him, and whispered in his ear, "You just seemed like another people."

"Almost." Louis whispered in Draco's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on Draco's neck, making him shiver subconsciously.

Everyone just sat quietly in the dark for less than a minute. During this period, no one dared to ask what happened to Louis just outside the door—his complexion was so bad that when he first entered the door, It's as white as a dead man.

Louis took the chocolate frog Draco handed him and put a small piece in his mouth.

After 1 minute, all the lights of the whole train came on.

The children in the carriage seemed to have drawn some strength from the yellow light, and Pansy rubbed his arms, "It seems that the rain has stopped."

She said this as if she had liberated everyone from an indescribable cage. Everyone almost unanimously looked back at the window and said in agreement: "Yes, the rain has stopped."

Louis leaned back in his chair, raised his head slightly, and stared at the ceiling.

Draco gave him a concerned look, then exchanged a glance with Pansy.

Then, the door of the carriage was pushed open, and a person dressed as a professor appeared at the door of the carriage.

"I think the person I'm looking for is probably here," said the man.

He wore a very worn wizard robe, patched in several places.He looked sickly and tired. He was about 30 years old, with light brown hair mixed with some white hair.

At this moment, he was standing by the door, quietly looking at the people in the carriage.

Soon, he locked his eyes on Louis.

"Poor boy," he said.

Louis stood up and walked over (Draco was afraid that he would not be able to walk steadily, and wanted to help him, but found that Louis was terribly calm).

"Come out with me," the man said.

Louis nodded, then turned to give Draco a comforting look, and the two disappeared behind the door.

"Who do you think he is?" Draco asked.

"Professor Defense Against the Dark Arts, probably." Pansy twirled a finger around the bits of hair hanging down her ears.

"Oh, maybe." Draco stopped talking, and he put his hands on his knees nervously. After a while, he took them down again, holding the "Broomstick Maintenance" that Louis gave him. guide".

Astoria held her face and looked down, wondering what he was thinking.

Barbara may be the most calm among these people. Blaise, who was sitting next to her, showed a regretful expression, and she comforted: "You underestimated Louis - a dementor can't trouble him , he has endured even more powerful spells than this."

Draco looked up at her abruptly, and the eyes of the two met for a moment in mid-air.

Then Draco looked away.

……

Besides, on Louis' side, he was taken by this stranger to a small empty carriage - there were only two seats here, and it looked like a place where the conductors rested.

Sure enough, when they just sat down, the lady pushing the dining car appeared at the door, and the stranger walked over and said something to her, and this small private space was reserved for Louis and the stranger.

"First, let me introduce myself to you. My name is RJ Lupine, and I will be your professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts soon."

Louis nodded and said, "Hi, professor."

Lupine's expression softened. "Don't be so restrained." He said, "How are you feeling now?"

Louis looked him in the eyes. "Good," he said.

"A dementor is not a simple thing." Lupine whispered, and then he handed over a bag of chocolate frogs with concern, "Eating some chocolate will relieve those negative emotions."

"Thank you." Louis did not refuse. He took the other party's chocolate frog, then took out his wand and cast a cleaning spell on it. Then, he held the chocolate frog in his hand, not intending to eat it.

"I'm a bit of a clean freak," he explained.

The professor's face softened, and he said, "It's all right."

It was indeed no big deal for Lupine to see Louis, and he finally asked the question he wanted to know the most: "I want to know, what kind of spell did you use just now--it may not be appropriate to say this, but I think the spell The power of the curse must belong to the ranks of forbidden curses."

In Hogwarts, it is not impossible to use forbidden spells at all, so Lupine didn't mean to blame him at all, he was just curious-in fact, apart from knowing that "Guardian" who can repel dementors He didn't know any spells other than spells.

"Yeah." Louis didn't deny it, "it's a forbidden curse."

"What is the curse?" Professor Lupine asked eagerly.

"I don't know." Louis shook his head. That's right. When he issued the forbidden spell, his brain was almost blank, and his chest was filled with all kinds of negative emotions.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of Draco.

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I actually stayed up all night... I don't know when the next update will be... Alas... I went to bed, good night, little cuties.