Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

"Besides me...did anyone else fall off their seat?"

Harry looked embarrassed and glanced secretly at a student who was curled up in the corner sobbing, as if trying to find a little comfort from somewhere else.

Amanta shook her head silently.

"Harry, your reaction just now was so excited that I almost thought you had a sudden attack of some kind of illness." Draco curled his lips.

But after he glanced at Harry's trembling shoulders, he suddenly changed his words and said, "But I also have a strange feeling, um... do you understand? It's like I can never be happy again."

Professor Lupin returned soon.

When he entered the room, the first thing he looked at was where Harry was. His eyes were worried, but there was a slight smile on his face.

"We'll be at Hogwarts in ten minutes, Harry, how are you feeling now?"

"Thank you, I feel better."

Harry replied in a low, sheepish voice.

Amanta and Draco helped Harry back to the box.

Neither of them spoke again for the last ten minutes of the journey, the embers of despair brought on by the Dementors still seeming to linger in the air.

Not only them, the whole train was quiet, completely different from the noise before. When the train just started, they sometimes even had to shout to hear each other.

Now, only a few low sobs can be heard occasionally.

In this atmosphere, these few minutes seemed particularly long.

Amanta glanced at Harry and Draco beside her.

Harry's face was still pale. He lifted his legs and placed them on the cushion, hugged his knees tightly with his hands, and stared at the corner of the car, as if thinking about something.

Draco's face was also a little gloomy. He tightened his mouth and looked silently at the rain outside the window with sharp eyes.

Only then did Amanta realize that it had been raining heavily outside.

The chill in the air wasn't entirely caused by the Dementors. After being washed by the rain, the remaining temperature in the train was almost gone.

Perhaps due to the atmosphere, Amanta was too lazy to break the silence at this moment.

She didn't even think about anything.

Amanta felt as if her mind was frozen - indeed, depression is the brain's most terrifying opponent.

Fortunately, the train arrived at the station soon.

Everyone packed their luggage and got off the bus in a hurry. The scene was in chaos.

It was at this time that the pets began to wake up one after another. The sounds of cats, owls, and toads echoed among the crowd, looking particularly funny against the gloomy faces of the little wizards.

Amanta shivered as soon as she stepped off the train. The platform was freezing cold and the pouring rain chilled her to the bone.

"First years! This way!"

A familiar voice sounded behind them.

Amanta turned around and saw the huge figure at the other end of the platform, and a sense of familiarity came over her.

"Are you three okay?" Hagrid's furry head stood out among the crowd. He opened his small round black eyes, trying hard to see their condition clearly.

But there were so many students getting off the bus that they were pushed farther and farther away. Amanta had no choice but to wave to Hagrid, indicating that she didn't need to worry too much about their situation.

After hearing Hagrid's voice, Harry seemed to be injected with energy by this voice. He raised his head hard, stuck his head out from the crowd, and waved hard at Hagrid.

Before they could speak to Hagrid, the crowd pushed them towards the other side of the platform.

Following the crowd, they came to a rough muddy gravel road outside. Amanta took a look and saw more than a hundred Thestral carriages waiting for them.