Reborn Harry Potter

Zhang Qiu and Hermione stared blankly at the two chocolate cylinders that Harry was holding in both hands. This was not ice cream, but just a shape, with a chocolate shell on the outside, filled with strawberry jelly and cream cubes.

This is the signature treat from a candy shop in Hogsmeade called Honeydukes.

Harry walked out the door half a minute ago, and came back with this dessert snack.

"Hmm... Hogsmeade is quite interesting, I just took a trip there..."

"you……"

"Apparate!"

The two girls exclaimed.

This is really an enviable magic.

Can go wherever you want.

Zhang Qiu said: "This should be magic that only the sixth graders can learn."

Hermione was a little depressed. She was still disappointed that Harry couldn't go to Hogsmeade together. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Harry had already been there once.

"Ah! I forgot." Hermione suddenly thought of something, and she opened a wicker basket that she took to the train.

The big yellow cat, Crookshanks, jumped out of the basket nimbly, stretched, yawned, and jumped to the side of Harry's seat.

Harry leaned back in the seat, with Cutie lying on his shoulders and the top of the bench.

Crookshanks and Cutie are ignoring each other.

Crookshanks first sniffed at Lupin's shabby but clean robes. Lupine turned over slightly, still asleep.

It seems to be very interested in Black, has been around Black, back and forth.

As the Hogwarts Express traveled northward, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate.As the high-altitude clouds thickened, the sky darkened.There were footsteps walking around the door, probably because some students were bored and did not stay in their cubicles.

At one o'clock, the fat witch pushing the food cart came to the door of their cubicle.

"Do you think we should wake him up?" Zhang Qiu looked at Lu Ping: "It looks like he needs something to eat."

Hermione approached Professor Lupine cautiously: "Er...Professor?" She said, "Excuse me, Professor?"

Lupine didn't move.

"Don't worry, child," said the witch, handing Harry some soft and delicious cakes that Harry had bought.

Harry categorically refuses all non-normal foods.

"If he wakes up feeling hungry, I'm right up front, with the driver."

"I think he is asleep?" Zhang Qiu said softly after the witch closed the sliding door of the compartment.

Simple Astoria said, "He won't die, will he?"

"No, no, he's still breathing," Hermione whispered hastily.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it began to rain, and the rolling hills outside the window became blurred.

Malfoy and his two squires appeared at the door.

The two servants were thick and sinewy, Crabbe was a little taller, with hair cut in the shape of a pudding bowl, and a thick neck.Goyle's hair was short and bristly, and his arms were as long as a gorilla's.

Unexpectedly, after a summer vacation, the two became strong again.

On the contrary, he should have a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

Harry almost thought they were trolls, did they have troll blood?

hiss!Think carefully and fear!

Malfoy certainly wasn't here to pick on Harry.

He turned even paler at the sight of Harry in the room.

"Uh... Astoria, my mother asked me to take care of you at school... I didn't find you in the second grade car..."

"I don't want to..." Astoria was still reeling from Harry's words from a year ago.

"That's better." Malfoy accidentally said the truth.

Then it disappeared as if fleeing, as if there was a scourge behind it.

Malfoy's rejoicing voice was vaguely heard from the door: "The child is really annoying...Fortunately, I don't care about her..."

Lupine was still sleeping when Malfoy arrived.

The train continued to gallop north, and the rain became heavier, turning the windows a watery gray and fading to black.Finally, the lights in the aisle and on the luggage rack came on all at once.

The world has become very quiet.

It seems that there are only the sound of the train clanging, the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and the sound of the wind whistling outside the window.

Under these sounds, Professor Lupine was still sleeping.

Hermione looked out the window, it was pitch black.

Suddenly, the train slowed down.

She raised her hand, looked at her watch, and said in surprise, "It's not time yet? Plus it's raining today, so the speed is slower than usual, so I should arrive at Hogwarts later."

The train was getting slower and slower, the rattling of the wheels was gradually becoming inaudible, and the sound of wind and rain was hitting the windows louder than before.

Astor "."

Ya jumped out of Harry's arms, opened the door, stood up and looked down the hallway.

At the same time, in the entire carriage, countless heads poked out curiously from the compartments.

The train stopped suddenly, and there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the distance, probably because the luggage fell from the shelf.

Then all the lights went out, and they were plunged into total darkness.

It was raining outside, and the train stopped, like a small boat drifting in the sea, water was everywhere, and the shore could not be found.

Many people were frightened by this sudden change.

In the darkness, there were many screams and cries of people being crowded and trampled on their feet.

Under the seat, Black huddled tightly into a ball, not knowing whether it was cold or fear.

Today, it must be an unforgettable memory for the first-year freshmen.

Hermione said, "I'll ask the driver what's going on, is the train broken?"

Harry took her hand: "Don't go."

With a slight pop, a trembling light illuminated the compartment.

In Harry's hand, there seemed to be a flame, illuminating the dark world.

Just like the mythical Prometheus stole divine fire and gave it to humans.

Through the light, Hermione noticed that there was a rare anger in Harry's eyes.

Lupine, who had slept all day, finally woke up.

The flames reflected his tired gray face, and his eyes were alert.

His voice was a little hoarse: "You stay still, I'll go out and have a look."

He stood up, but no sooner had he reached the door than the sliding door swung open from the outside.

A dark, cloaked figure could be seen standing in the doorway, so tall and bulky that it nearly touched the ceiling.

Indistinctly, like a ghost, floating off the ground.

The shadow's face was completely hidden under the hood, Harry's gaze was swept down, and a hand stretched out from under the cloak, gray and eerie, gleaming, seemed to be covered with slime and spots, like some kind of Something that rots in the water after death, the hand is gone.

The cloaked figure seemed to be aware of Harry's gaze, and the hand was suddenly retracted into the folds of the wide black cloak.

Astoria held Harry's arm tightly, the shadow was too terrifying.

Even Zhang Qiu had an ugly face, as if he was about to feel sick.

A biting chill swept over them.

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