Hogwarts Wizard of the East

The skeleton was wearing a cloak, except that it didn't hold a sickle in its hand, and its mouth was just a hole. All other appearance features were very similar to the god of death in western fantasy stories.

But Li Ran knew that the other party was not, but a special magical creature in the world of Harry Potter - Dementor. (Note 1)

The strange thing is that this group of dementors should still be squatting in the Azkaban prison in the British wizarding world in this era, guarding the criminals.

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the dementor's face move closer, closer to his.

He couldn't help looking at the face of the dementor, and gradually felt his whole body turn cold.In my heart, I feel that all the happy and beautiful things in this world have left him.The images that once made him feel painful and frightened kept appearing in his mind.It made him despair.

Just at this critical moment, the feeling of physical discomfort just now reappeared, and he began to retch again. This time, because of the dementor, he couldn't control it at all!

"Ugh... ugh..." Li Ran felt his stomach began to twitch, as if something was trying to escape from his body.

The corners of his mouth were filled with sour water, which kept pouring out.

The dementor on the opposite side also interrupted his actions because of his actions.Stared blankly at him.

He was spitting, and suddenly felt something surge up in his stomach, and then opened his mouth uncontrollably to the maximum, and a fist-sized water ball spit out from his mouth, floating in mid-air.

The water polo is not a completely transparent color, it is cloudy as a whole and looks a bit black.

The water ball didn't stay in the air for a few seconds before it turned into an antique sword and hit the dementor's head.

Something unexpected happened to him!The moment the dementor was hit by the small sword, his whole body stopped moving.

Then, in his unbelievable eyes, the place where the dementor was hit unexpectedly spread out like ripples, and soon affected the whole body, and then the skeleton body in the dementor robe turned into powder.

Following the wind that shuttled back and forth in the carriage, it floated out of the window and disappeared, leaving only the tattered robe originally worn by the dementor.

It was only then that Li Ran realized what was happening, but before he could think about it, he saw the small sword spinning in the air, as if it were a compass that entered a certain magnetic field, spinning in place in the air irregularly.After turning around for about five or six seconds, I saw the small sword flying towards the black mist when 'Aunt Li' came.

He wanted to reach out and block it, but his reaction speed was too slow. By the time he stood up and made a blocking move, the little sword had already passed it and was about to fly in.

Fortunately, the little sword seemed to have consumed most of its power when it defeated the dementors. It didn't fly very fast, but it was flying. It started to look a little wobbly. It flew wobbly for a few times and then got inside. In the dark room.

Li Ran first looked back and looked around the entire carriage, and found that there was no second dementor.

He gritted his teeth and followed the little sword into the black mist without thinking too much.

What he didn't see was that just a second before he followed the little sword into the fog.A young man sitting in a row of seats behind him raised his lowered head and looked at his receding figure.

A smile appeared on the man's expressionless face.Then he returned to his original state and lowered his head.

However, his legs began to shake slightly, as if expressing the joy and joy of the owner of his body to the outside world.

I just don’t know if there is good or bad intention behind this smile.

Let's not talk about it here.

The moment Li Ran stepped into the black mist, he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire and it would take a long time to take a step.

He tried to escape from the black mist, but found that since he entered it, he could only take a step forward, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take a step back.

He regretted his impulsive behavior just now.

Obviously, I am not usually the kind of person who does not go through the brain, why did I rush in just now when my head got hot.

It's a pity that the surging black mist didn't give him time to think, and kept crowding towards him, as if a shark in the sea smelled blood.

He had no choice but to try to find the little sword that entered the black mist before him, to see if it could take him out.

The resistance in the black mist was more serious than before. Not only did it become more difficult for him to step, his face also seemed to be wrapped in a black mist that was almost liquid, making it difficult to even breathe.

Gradually, he was almost out of breath.

He couldn't take another step, and all the strength in his body seemed to be absorbed by the weird black mist.

In the end, he could only stretch out his right hand weakly, trying to grab something, but was unsuccessful. He fell to his knees on the ground. His head was purple and red from the lack of oxygen, and the veins on his neck were bulging. .

At this moment, it seemed that Li Ran was in a major crisis.The small sword rushed over quickly and landed in his hand.

Having lost consciousness, he subconsciously grabbed the small sword with all his strength.

Then Xiaojian led him out of the black mist at a faster speed than when he came.The surrounding fog did not stop it, but instead opened a path for him to leave, as if he was afraid of the little sword.

Li Ran, who was brought out from the mist, fell directly on the floor, his consciousness had disappeared, and he passed out.

And the mysterious young man from before stood up silently and walked to his side.

The young man looked at the small sword floating above him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Finally we are on the right track." The man nodded silently and said to himself.

Then the man beckoned at the little sword, and the little sword obediently floated to the palm of his hand.

The little sword at this time was a little different from when it was spit out by Li Ran... Firstly, it was more than twice as big as before, and secondly, its entire sword body was no longer as turbid as before, although it had not yet become... Pure black, but only a little turbid.

The small sword used to be the size of a bottle of ordinary mineral water, but now it has become the size of a nearly 1-liter water bottle.Moreover, the weird faucet from the water room hangs on the edge of the sword, and the pipe part of the faucet is inserted into the sword along the edge of the sword.

Now, the faucet is no longer "tick-tick" dripping water.

The man touched the blade of the small sword, and then turned on the faucet on his tail again.

I saw a huge suction force suddenly coming from the unscrewed faucet, but its suction force did not affect other people or things. It only attracted the black mist in another carriage, and the bodies of the two aunts who fell in the carriage. Two clouds of mist were sucked out of Shang.

The suction is so great that a small vortex storm is formed in the air, and the center of the storm is the faucet.

After a while, all the black mist in the car was sucked into the faucet. The man raised his hand to tighten the faucet, then pulled it off Xiaojian, and put it in his trouser pocket.

At this moment, the little sword has changed again. After absorbing the mist, it is now the size of a thermos bottle.

The little sword swished, and circled the interior of the carriage several times at a speed that ordinary people could not see with the naked eye.

Then it seemed that they had played enough, so they stopped in front of the man.

The blade rotated slowly, and several Chinese characters in Xiaozhuan script gradually appeared on it.

I can vaguely see the word "Wangchuan" in it.Others are vague and indistinguishable.

The man patted the top of the hilt of the little sword, like an older brother gently patting his little brother on the head.

The man looked at Xiaojian tenderly, shook his head and pouted at Li Ran who was lying on the ground.

"Go."

Xiaojian rubbed the man's arm with the hilt reluctantly.Then it spun around in mid-air and floated above Li Ran's body.

Then the little sword disintegrated, turning into a black and slightly turbid liquid, which slowly moved downwards, and finally covered his body.

After about ten seconds, the liquid that the little sword turned into disappeared, as if it had completely merged into his body.

Seeing this, the man smiled happily, then snapped his fingers with his right hand, and his whole body turned into a ball of flame, which burned for two seconds and then extinguished.

There is no trace of him in the same place.