Chapter 890: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 386

At this moment, a serious voice intervened.

Everyone saw a flash of light on the young wizard's chest by the window, and his figure actually disappeared from the darkness.

They turned their heads in surprise; the young wizard had already reached the very front.

With a slight popping sound, a trembling light illuminated the compartment.

Professor Lu Ping seemed to be clutching a handful of flames; they illuminated his tired, gray face, and his eyes appeared very alert.

"Stay where you are."

He said in that hoarse voice, and then he stood up slowly, holding the flames.

But before Lu Ping could reach the door, the sliding door opened slowly.

In the reflection of the trembling flames in Lu Ping's hand, one could see a cloaked figure standing at the door, tall and large, almost touching the ceiling.

His face was completely hidden under the hood.

Harry, who was at the front of the crowd and beside Sean, glanced down, and what he saw made his stomach knot into a ball.

A hand reached out from under the cloak, grayish-white, eerily shining, and seemed covered in mucus and spots, just like something that had rotted in water after dying...

That hand then disappeared. The cloaked fellow seemed to have realized Harry's gaze, and the hand suddenly retracted into the folds of the black cloak.

Then, the cloaked fellow—whatever it was—slowly took a long breath, a rattling sound coming from its throat, as if it were inhaling more than just the surrounding air.

A bone-chilling cold swept over them.

Harry felt he couldn't breathe.

The chill seeped into his skin, invaded his chest, entered his heart...

Harry's eyes rolled up, and he couldn't see anything.

He was overwhelmed by the chill, his ears buzzing, as if he were underwater.

Something was pulling him down, the buzzing sound getting louder and louder...

At this moment, he heard screams coming from far away, terrifying, panicked, pleading screams.

He wanted to help that person, he wanted to move his arm, but he couldn't move at all...

A thick white mist swirled around him, swirled within his heart—

"Leave!"

Harry heard a loud reprimand.

A cat, a silver-white cat, a glowing cat, ran out from beside him.

It leaped majestically toward the black-robed figure, and the black-robed figure fled like a mouse that had seen a cat.

"Harry! Harry! Are you okay?"

Someone was patting Harry's face.

"Wh—what?"

Harry opened his eyes. The lights overhead were bright, the floor was vibrating—the Hogwarts Express had started moving again, and the lights had come back on.

He seemed to have slid from his seat onto the floor.

Luo En and Jia Siting were kneeling beside him, and he saw Nawei, Jin Ni, Hemin, and Professor Lu Ping standing behind them, all watching him.

Harry felt very uncomfortable; when he raised his hand to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he felt his face was covered in cold sweat.

A hand reached out.

"Harry, you need to rest."

The voice, which belonged to the same person as the reprimand just now, said.

"Sean..."

Harry's brain was mush, but he wouldn't forget this voice.

Sean helped him back to his seat.

"Are you okay?"

Luo En approached and asked nervously.

"I'm fine."

Harry said, quickly looking toward the door.

The cloaked fellow was already gone.

"What happened? Where did that—that thing go? Who was screaming?"

Harry asked confusedly.

"No one was screaming."

Luo En said, looking even more nervous.

Harry looked around the bright compartment. Jin Ni and Nawei were looking at him, both of them very pale.

"But I heard screams—"

With a click, they were all startled.

Professor Lu Ping broke a large piece of chocolate into several pieces.

"Here,"

He handed a particularly large piece to Harry and said to him,

"Eat it, it will help."

Harry took the chocolate but didn't eat it.

"What was that thing?"

He asked Sean.

"Dementors,"

Sean answered, watching Lu Ping distribute chocolate to everyone,

"Dementors from Azkaban."

Everyone stared at Sean in surprise.

Professor Lu Ping also crumpled the empty chocolate wrapper and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Eat,"

He said again,

"It will help. Please excuse me, I need to talk to the driver..."

He walked past Harry and stopped beside Sean.

"Brilliant Patronus Charm, Mr. Green, a corporeal Patronus, this is incredible."

Lu Ping said with surprise.

"I'll go with you to talk to the driver; not every wizard in every room knows the Patronus Charm."

Sean glanced at the pitch-black aisle and said.

"Well... if it's you... let's go, Mr. Green..."

Lu Ping paused.

"I'm going with you."

Jia Siting suddenly spoke up.

"Mr. Fenliere, that can't be considered a good idea."

Lu Ping was somewhat embarrassed.

He didn't want to refuse Jia Siting.

"I'm going too."

Hemin also stood up and said.

"This..."

Lu Ping found it hard to decide.

"Then let's all go together."

Sean said.

"As you wish."

Lu Ping said submissively.

So he walked in front, and several of them disappeared into the aisle together.

As Sean moved forward with his wand raised, he pondered some doubts.

Just now, the Dementor only attacked Harry, or rather, it didn't specifically attack Harry at all; its very existence was an attack on wizards, but Harry still had a huge reaction.

Sean thought, this was probably related to Harry's soul.

Even if destroyed, the influence Voldemort had on Harry over many years probably still existed.

"Are you really okay, Harry?"

Luo En stayed behind to take care of Harry, and at this moment he looked at Harry worriedly and said.

"I don't understand... what happened just now?"

Harry wiped more cold sweat from his face and said.

"Um—that guy—that Dementor—was standing there looking left and right, I mean it seemed to be looking left and right, I couldn't see its face—and then you—you—

I thought you were having a seizure."

Luo En said, looking shaken,

"You seemed to go stiff, fell off your seat, and started convulsing—"

"Then Mr. Green raised his wand."

Jin Ni said worshipfully,

"He said: 'Leave.' Then a silver thing shot out of his wand toward the Dementor, and the Dementor fled..."

"Too terrifying."

Nawei said, his voice higher than usual,

"Did you feel how cold it was when it came in?"

"I feel weird,"

Luo En said, moving his shoulders uneasily,

"It's like I'll never be happy again..."

"But none of you—fell off your seat?"

Harry said embarrassedly.

"No."

Luo En said, looking at Harry worriedly again,

"But Jin Ni was shaking like crazy..."

Harry really didn't understand.

He felt weak, his whole body was shaking, as if he had just recovered from a bad cold.

He also felt vaguely embarrassed; why was he the only one who lost his composure like that, while others didn't?

Sean returned.

Beside him was Lu Ping, who remained vigilant.

Professor Lu Ping paused when he entered the room, looked at everyone, and said with a slight smile: ===== CHAPTER 891 =====