Beaten Dementor

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"Where's my wand?"

Ron shouted from the side.

"Someone cast Lumos, I can't find my wand."

"Hey!"

Hermione's voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Someone stepped on my foot! Get your foot off!"

"Sorry! Hermione!"

Neville's voice came out from the darkness.

"What? Neville?" Ron said suspiciously.

"When did you come?"

"I just came to see you."

Before Neville could finish his words, a sharp scream came from the carriage, which startled everyone.

"What happened? What happened?" Harry asked in a panic.

Harry's nerves were so tense that he even thought Sirius Black had entered the train.

"It's my fault! It's my fault! I accidentally sat on a cat!" Neville said.

"Crookshanks!" screamed Hermione in the dark, and she went looking for her cat.

"I'm sorry! Hermione! No matter what happens, I'll buy you a new cat!" Neville said apologetically.

There seemed to be Ron snickering in the darkness.

Suddenly, a giant ball of light appeared in the corridor, and Ethan appeared in front of everyone with his wand.

Behind Professor Ethan was his strange assistant, Sir Jake White.

"Is Harry okay?"

Mr. White asked urgently the first time he arrived in the carriage.

Harry couldn't understand why this strange professor cared so much about him, so he raised his hand helplessly.

"I'm all right, Mr. White," Harry shouted.

Sirius Black finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry safe and sound.

"You all go in! Lock the compartment door!" Ethan said sternly to the students standing in the corridor.

"Harry! White! You too! Get in the car!" Ethan urged Harry and Sirius Black.

Harry and Black obediently ran into the carriage and inserted the mortise lock on the door.

"Professor Ethan, what happened?" Hermione asked nervously, lying on the glass of the carriage.

"The Dementors are searching the carriage!" Ethan told Hermione briefly.

"Professor Lupin, please take care of them!" Ethan urged the man in the box.

At this time, the little lions in the carriage remembered that there was a professor in their carriage.

The sleeping professor stood up at an unknown moment, also holding up his wand, the tip shining brightly, illuminating his tired and gray face.

But his eyes were particularly dazzling, and he looked around alertly.

"Sure, Professor Ethan, I will protect them," Lupin assured Ethan in a hoarse voice.

And Sirius looked at Lupin with a complicated expression.

As soon as Lupin's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed.

First, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and several people in the carriage found that even their breathing began to appear as white fog.

An unprecedented chill soaked everything around them, and the biting chill passed through their thin clothes and seemed to have frozen their whole bodies.

The windows of the carriage were gradually covered with frost.

"What happened?" Neville's voice trembled.

As if in response to Neville's words.

A monster wearing a black gauze-like cloak and reaching the ceiling slowly appeared in the corridor.

Everyone couldn't see his face clearly but could feel this terrifying chill emanating from this monster.

Harry found that Professor White, standing in front of him, was shaking violently as if he was terrified of this monster.

But even so, he stood steadfastly before Harry, showing no signs of escaping to the back.

This made Harry even more confused.

At the same time, everyone found that Professor Ethan was standing in the corridor at this time, blocking the way of the terrifying monster.

Ethan stared at the dementor in front of him, a hand stretched out from the dementor's cloak,

The hand looked like a gray, thin, scabbed corpse, a bit like the hand of Ethan's world water ghost.

"I head the Ministry of Magic's Magical Crisis Response Team. The safety of this train is now under my protection. I can ensure that this train is free of Sirius Black, and you can retreat."

The Dementor didn't seem to hear Ethan's words and walked forward alone.

"One last warning: stop moving forward! Otherwise, I will take necessary measures!" Ethan lifted his jacket, revealing the Ministry of Magic badge on his chest, and showed it to the Dementors.

The Dementor continued to do his own thing, drifting toward the last carriage as if something in that carriage was attracting him.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Ethan's mouth. He didn't expect these dementors to be obedient. His so-called two warnings were to make his following actions more "legitimate."

The Dementor had already passed Ethan and started trying to open the door of Harry's carriage.

A look of despair appeared on Sirius' face, who stood before Harry.

"Yrden"

Ethan's hand quickly drew a sign on the ground.

An instant, a circle of glowing purple runes appeared on the ground, with Ethan's rune as the midpoint, including Ethan and the Dementor.

Although terrified, Hermione carefully observed the situation in the hallway.

She was worried about Professor Ethan, the terrifying monster that looked very difficult to deal with.

The dementor's body was still ethereal just now and became covered with runes.

Then, in a stunned scene, Ethan grabbed the Dementor's neck, which was supported by dry bones, directly from behind.

He lifted the dementor high and slammed it to the ground.

The dementor's materialized body fell heavily on the hard floor of the corridor and let out a short and urgent scream.

At this time, the dementor was also a little confused. It had never been treated like this. In Azkaban, it was always feared.

No matter how vicious and evil criminals are, after entering Azkaban, they all look fierce at first.

But under the long-term devastation, they would become weaklings, collapse on the ground, and beg for mercy.

It was the first time it experienced this being slammed to the ground.

After a brief confusion, the Dementor became angry, letting out a dry and unpleasant roar.

He wanted to get up and torture the guy who threw him to the ground like he constantly tortured the prisoners.

But what awaited him was a more brutal blow.

Ethan's rugged boots relentlessly stomped the Dementor.

The Dementor tried to fly several times but got the same result.

Although the Dementor could not feel the pain, this tremendous sense of humiliation made him howl in anger.

The high-pitched scream made Ethan frown, attracting the other dementiars' attention.