The little life of a platinum darling

Until there was a sudden vibration in the carriage, the two people who were sleeping in a daze almost fell off at once. After the vibration, the train, which was running smoothly, slowly stopped, and then the temperature seemed to be getting lower and lower, and the cold feeling continued to hit.

"What's going on?" Pansy hugged her arm. The weather in September was still warm, so she didn't come out wearing warmer clothes.

"Draco, it can't be..." Blaise looked in Draco's direction, "Didn't your father say that Fudge wanted the dementors to come inside the carriage to check?"

"But that was dismissed by the Wizengamot, and Dumbledore didn't agree," Draco replied.

Feverett shook his head: "Who knows what Fudge thinks, maybe the Wizengamot changed his mind later."

"Anyway, be careful."

As the temperature around me got lower and lower, icy slags slowly formed on the windows.A figure wearing a black cloak covering the whole body from the hood to the tail slowly approached from the direction of the exit, came to their door, and turned his head through the glass to look this way.The four of them suddenly felt as if they were being stared at by some disgusting thing and shivered.

"It's really a dementor." Draco stepped in front of Feverret, grabbed the wand he was carrying with him, and was ready to cast a spell at any time.

The dementor's head was completely blocked by the hood, so he could not see his face at all.I saw it slowly protruding a gray hand from the cloak, which was rotten like a carrion corpse, and the bluish-white bones inside, with some flesh and flesh still turned upwards, grabbed the door of the box and opened it. up.

"Expecto Patronum" (Expecto Patronum) The moment the dementor leaned in, the white light of the spell had shot out from Draco's wand, transforming into a huge silver goshawk, catching the dementor Pushed it out hard.

The four people in the box breathed a sigh of relief: "Draco, when did you learn the Patronus Charm, and now you have reached the age where you can learn advanced spells?" Blaise took a sip of black tea to suppress his shock , ask casually.

"I was supposed to learn this kind of spell in the summer vacation next year, but because of something like this this year, my father was afraid that I would have some accidents at school, so he taught me in advance. See, isn't it useful?" Draco replied, slipping his wand up his sleeve.

"It's a pity that such a monster can't be killed. If you ask me, this kind of monster shouldn't exist at all." Panxi was terrified. She had never seen such a disgusting creature since she was a child. It turned her off, not to mention the uncomfortable feeling that the dementor brought was memorable.

"But they are the favorites of the Ministry of Magic." Draco shrugged helplessly at them.

Feverret didn't speak, he looked at Draco's back, a little dazed.He is 30 years old in his two lifetimes, and this is the first time he has been protected by someone.My brother by blood is actually so many children younger than me.

All along, his feeling towards Draco is not so much his elder brother, but rather his accommodating and pampering his younger brother, and his desire to protect him.But this time when facing the Dementor, Draco stood in front of him without hesitation and blocked him behind him, which made him feel mixed feelings.He has been a target, a striker, and an assassin, but he has never been regarded as a protected person.

He thought for a while, and secretly curled his lips.

Not bad.

When getting out of the car, Feverret saw Harry surrounded by everyone, he smiled shyly, and seemed a little at a loss.

"What's the matter?" Feiwenruite grabbed a boy who just came from there and asked.

The boy looked very excited: "Harry Potter helped us drive away the dementors! I don't know what that magic is called, a silver animal who doesn't know what it looks like rushed out and drove the dementors away Far away!"

"Harry Potter uses the Patronus Charm, are you kidding?" Pansy walked up.

"Didn't you say that Harry Potter lived with his Muggle aunt? How could anyone teach him?" Draco asked him.

Feverret shook his head: "I don't know, I'll ask him tomorrow."

In front of the carriage was a dark, skinny horse-like animal with enlarged bat wings.The two eyes are protruding, looking very fierce.

Feiwenruite glanced past it and climbed into the carriage.Passing through the forest path, the iron gate stood in front of you.Just like last year, the black iron gate stood tall, and inside was the majestic Hogwarts Castle.

But what was different was the two cloaked figures floating on both sides of the gate. They floated there motionless, and the closer they got, the colder they felt, not only physically, but also mentally.

"Merlin!" The little nobles in the car were indignant, "Fudge acted like he thought us students were criminals, and actually put the dementors at the gate! What if they get out of control and kill the little wizards?" What if they are treated as food? How will the Ministry of Magic be responsible!"

"Or do they think that dementors are obedient babies, and they will never have any other accidents if they are told to do anything?"

Their carriage passed under the dementor, and this time Draco didn't cast a spell, because the dementor didn't float down, despite the pain.

Feveret turned to look at the hooded head of the dementor, which was dark.

A creature that feeds on people's pleasures and absorbs their souls reminds him of nightmares.They should all use mental power as the main means of attack, such creatures are extremely difficult to control.Even when he was completely victorious, he was not sure that he could control a baby nightmare.

If there is no intersection, don't overlap.Feveret thought so.

The carriage didn't stop until it entered the gate.Several people got out of the carriage and walked into the castle without looking at the dementor behind them.

There are seven or eight students in the hall.The professors sat on the professor's chair early.And the one who was originally the teacher of the magical biological protection class became the big half-giant Hagrid outside the Forbidden Forest.

Surprisingly Lockhart!He is completely without the slightest trace of before today.Although it was still the same person, his always shiny and eye-catching robe was replaced by a black one, which was well tailored and looked very mobile.The hair is no longer ostentatiously rolled into waves as before, but is laid down smoothly, with only some slight natural curls.The smirk that would appear on his face every day seemed to have disappeared, and he kept his face expressionless, making the girls in the hall want to go up and care but dare not approach him.

He didn't say a word to the people around him until the end of the dinner, maintaining an elegant manner, and left his seat just when Dumbledore announced the end of the dinner, and left through the small door dedicated to teachers behind him.

Before dinner, the Sorting Hat sang different songs year after year, some out of tune, and the voice was very hoarse and hard to hear.

Dumbledore announced in front of the whole school that Hagrid would be the future professor of Care of Magical Creatures, which made Feverritt once again thankful that he had not chosen this course.But Draco beside him almost immediately groaned in annoyance: "I just said how could a professor let us buy a book like that, I can almost foresee the misery of this class this year. The creatures that can't kill him are all cute! Just because those creatures can't bite off his little finger doesn't mean they can't stop biting our heads!"

"You're right," Blaise immediately praised him, "I've regretted taking such a course since I saw that big man on the professor's bench."

Feiwenruite snickered: "But it's a pity, you have already chosen, so you have to be careful when you are in class, and try to save your own life."

"Fevenret, are you gloating?" Pansy smiled innocently.

"No Pansy, you have wronged me, I just have a little bit of a feeling of wanting to see the excitement."