DNF Meets Harry Potter

After a few minutes, the sound of the sliding door was getting closer.

"That thing is next door~..."

Ron held his breath, his eyes full of terror. He leaned his hands against the window, and the cold air from the layers of frost froze his hands red.

Hermione gasped heavily, and a white mist spewed out of her mouth, knowing that the summer has not passed yet!

The next moment a black shadow suddenly appeared on the window of the compartment, tall and cold.

The cold bitter cold gas penetrated through the gap of the box door. Nayali raised her eyebrows. The faint blue flame in her hand suddenly became strong and suddenly burned the cold current.

The move seemed to anger the monster outside the door, and the door of the compartment suddenly opened with a loud noise. A palm shaped like black bones and dark coldness stretched in.

Ron and Hermione suddenly felt their heads dizzy and their eyes blurred. Harry, who was not far from the gate, was much more serious. His voice seemed to be blocked by an ice block, and his whole body was cold and he wanted to make a sound.

The icy cold current invaded his internal organs, and he suddenly felt that his whole body's strength was pumped away at that moment, the scene in front of him began to blur, and his own perception of the outside world was constantly disappearing, as if he had reached the dying moment.

His heart seemed to be gripped by the cold palm, and endless hallucinations and inexplicable voices echoed in his ears.

Then, a woman's scream came into his mind. Filled with despair, darkness, and cold screams, he felt his heart was broken. He knew who the screaming person was, and he wanted to help her, but he was helpless because he couldn't help himself at the moment.

The scab-like hand scabbed like a target, and covered it with a virtual grip. Layers of white matter fluttered from Harry's face as the monster's palm danced, trying to wipe out all of his existence.

Finally, the whole picture of the monster was exposed in front of everyone.

Ron was trembling all over his body at this moment, and he looked up tremblingly, and this scene he will never forget.

It has no feet, seems to be floating in the air, an invisible face is completely covered under the hood, although the exposed body is covered with a black robe, the exposed area looks like a dead body for a long time. In general, the rotten form is not adult.

"What is this?!"

Ron's teeth were trembling at the moment, he stumblingly wanted to know what the monster in front of him was.

"What's so disgusting? Aren't we still discussing them? Of course, the most depraved and unsuspecting magical creature-Dementors!"

Carl seemed to be indifferent to what was happening in front of him. He didn't even open his eyes. Only his voice echoed in the darkness.

"Come on, Harry! Didn't you just say you didn't believe you couldn't even handle a dementor?

Now he is standing in front of you, as long as you beat him, I will help you think about how to let your beast kill Black~"

Carl continued to talk eloquently, although he could not make it quickly, but this did not prevent him from bragging, because he knew that Harry would never turn this dementor. His sad and painful memories are too many. Although he can't even remember himself, they can be turned into real feelings that make him fall into the abyss under the stimulation of the dementors.

This answer made Ron almost cry. A dementor is already so scary, so how terrible should Black escape from their nest? Originally, he thought that he could spend a year safely, and Black would be caught back by the Ministry of Magic sooner or later, but now~~

However, at this moment, Harry couldn't hear Harry's words at all. There were only women's screams in his ears. Gradually, his expression became more and more distorted, and even his own body was almost out of control.

Carl sighed and tilted his head to look at the ugly dementor, "This train is about to become a ghost train, so may I ask, are you the dream conductor Rabinte?"

Hearing this sentence, the dementors are stunned, and who is the dream conductor Rabint?

The movement in his hand that stopped, the rotten face under the ragged hood turned around and looked at Karl face to face.

Karl finally ended his meditation and opened his eyes. In the dark, no one would see, his eyes had already turned into a deep black like an abyss.

Dementors have no eyesight and naturally cannot see the playful color in Carl's eyes. It only feels that the joy emanating from Carl is so delicious, let the **** of Azkaban go to hell!

"Since you are not Rabent, then ~... die!"

As the dementors moved closer and closer, Carl's face changed. A thick silvery white lightning flashed into a giant dragon at the fingertips, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com screamed and rushed towards it.

The silvery white light emitted by the thunder spin completely suppressed the darkness around it, and the lightning whirld in the air to make a "sizzling" sound.

Under the control of Carl, Thunder Dragon ran into the decaying body of the dementor with great precision, and its rotten black robe was instantly ignited, exposing its zombie-like body.

The stench and empty mouth kept wailing in the flames, and the shaking Hermione couldn't help covering her ears.

Hearing this sound, Niyali, who was quietly watching Carl's operation, couldn't help it. His tiny blue Mars suddenly expanded like a flower bud blooming in the air, and suddenly turned into one. Zhang Juwang bound him layer by layer.

Then the giant net tightened suddenly, and the faint blue flame instantly burned it into a ray of blue smoke. There is really no **** left.

The reason why she made this move is also very simple. She had long enough to bear the madness of the disgusting flutes and drums next to Asatos, and could not bear a little disharmony.

"You~...you killed it?"

Looking at the Dementors with nothing left, Ron said incoherently.

"It's just a dementor, what if it's killed? He dared not to follow the rules to the students. This is the act of finding death. Even if the Minister of Magic Fudge knew it, he wouldn't say much..."

Carl spread his hands indifferently, then tapped his fingers, and a lamp in the box began to light up again.

Everything was restored to its original condition, and Ron found Harry who fell to the ground unconscious when he passed out.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

Ron's slightly anxious voice rang in the compartment.