Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

In the deep tunnel with almost no light visible, a wizard raised his wand, "Lumos!"

The light instantly lit up half of the carriage, and then the cold magic light, this wizard with a beard and a scar on his eyelids, began to tell the story:

I went home from get off work that day and took the bullet train back to the residential area as usual.There are not so many people in the suburban industrial park, so the train is delayed for more than ten minutes before arriving at the station, which is also a common occurrence.

But today's situation is different, the train actually arrived at the station more than ten minutes earlier.At that time, it was too dark around, and the chandelier on the platform was also flickering, so I didn't notice the old mottled on the train.

But this is not a big problem. The night in the suburbs is too cold, and there is even white fog around. I just wanted to get into the car quickly.

Except for me, no one else was seen in that carriage.But that's good too, the train should arrive at the target platform faster than expected.

The seats in the car were a little harder than usual, but that didn't bother me, and I fell asleep without realizing it with my head leaning against the window.

However, when I woke up, I realized that I was experiencing a nightmare, a nightmare that I had never dreamed of!

I don't know when my watch fell into disorder. The three hands are spinning crazily. It seems that there is some magnetic field around it that is interfering with its operation.

Not only that, I found that the train was driving in a red forest.The shadowy tree crowns are like the devil's fangs, and this train is like food being stuffed into the devil's mouth!

Except for the cold sharp moon outside the window, everything seemed so strange!

If the moon outside the window is real, I'm sure the train has been traveling for over an hour with no sign of stopping!

This is very abnormal!It takes more than an hour for the industrial park to reach the target platform. At this time, the train should slow down slowly instead of continuing to move forward at high speed!

My heart was filled with fear and anxiety, and I had a hunch that maybe this train had no destination.

It will carry me until I die, and then it will go to meet the next traveler, the next unlucky person who strays into the train!

I want to forcibly break the window of the car, even if jumping out of the window is an extremely dangerous behavior, it is better than being trapped to death on this train!

At this time, I realized that this carriage was even more wrong than I thought!

It looked like a product of the last century, and none of the security measures I was familiar with were installed.

The frame of the window looks like wood, but no matter how I destroy it, I can't leave a trace on it!

Even the glass of the window, I scratched it hard with my key, and it did nothing but torment my eardrums!

I became even more panicked, and wanted to go to the front compartment to find out if there was a possibility of escape.

However, as I walked through one car after another, until the sweat soaked through my inner lining this winter, I still couldn't find a way to escape here.

Obviously, from the outside, this carriage only looks like a dozen or so carriages, but I have already passed through five or six carriages at this time, and I still haven't seen the locomotive or the tail of the train.

There is less and less room in my mind to think, and a great fear is dominating me.

I want to go back to the original compartment, take the things that belong to me, and search in another direction, maybe there will be a way out in the opposite direction.

However, when I bent down to pick up the wallet that fell on the ground, something beyond my knowledge happened...

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The sliding door of the carriage was pulled open, and a monster with a full 5 Russian feet (about 12 feet/3.5 meters) was squeezing into the carriage!

That potato-sized head still wore a conductor's hat, and its stout body seemed to be covered with armor made of granite.

Its short legs are as thick as tree stumps, and there are countless gray-black cocoons on them, which makes people feel creepy!

A cloth bag full of patches is slung across its waist, and some bills can even be seen on it.

What was even more frightening was a stench, that unspeakable stench permeated the entire carriage from the moment the monster appeared!

At that moment, the sweat from all over my body poured out like desperately, which made me feel dizzy for a while.

Not just the sweat, it was becoming difficult to even keep standing at the moment.I desperately poked my thigh with the key, and the tremendous pain finally brought me back some consciousness.

The monster didn't seem to notice me. It was groping along the rows of seats in the car, as if checking whether there was anyone on the seat and whether someone needed a replacement ticket.

The instinct to survive allowed me to regain some of my strength. I didn't even dare to take a big breath, and continued to bend over and crawl from under the seat to another compartment.

I didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that this terrible monster would find me because of the sound, until I carefully opened the sliding door at the other end...

"Crash..."

"Ho!" Prout suddenly let out a hysterical gasp, and at the same time there was an indescribable stench in the train.

At this time, a potato-sized head suddenly appeared in front of him, and the most terrible thing was that there was a conductor's hat on this head.

"Gudugugugugu..." The potato-sized head suddenly spoke, making a muffled sound.

At this moment, Prout was so frightened that he didn't dare to move at all, he desperately curled up in the direction of Williamson on his body, and at the same time, there was already a fine line of cold sweat on his forehead.

"No...what's your situation? You're too involved in the story, right?" Williamson wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, rolled his eyes and said.

He touched a train ticket along Prout's chest, and waved the train ticket in front of the troll conductor.

"Gudugugugugu..." The giant conductor nodded and made another indistinct sound.

Williamson immediately took out his ticket and waved it in front of the troll conductor.

When the troll conductor finished checking the tickets and went to the next carriage, both Kong Nuo and Newt couldn't hold back their laughter.

"I don't think there's any problem with Rita Skeeter calling you Shame of the Auror..." Kong Nuo laughed until his shoulders trembled, "It's just an ordinary person's novel, look how scared you are!"

Newt coughed, and although his shoulders were trembling, at least there was no smile on the corner of his mouth, "Wizards in Sulian are a little different from wizards in other parts of Europe."

"They advocate force more than other wizards, and even arrange trolls as conductors on magic trains."

"If you don't have the money to pay for the train, just beat the troll conductor and you'll get rid of the train fare."

"The plot of the other novel called "Ghost Train" may be true...According to the description in the book, the monster that broke into the carriage should be a troll conductor."