DNF Meets Harry Potter

On the train, everyone stared at the parchment in Carl's hand, expecting Professor Dumbledore to come to the rescue.

"I'm coming!"

Ginny looked at the words gradually emerging on the parchment, and exclaimed in surprise.

"I have notified Professor Dumbledore, and he is already working on it..."

What Ginny and the others saw was such a message, but what Carl saw was completely different. After all, this thing came out of his hand...

"Damn vampire, I'll give you five hundred gold Galleons!" Just don’t let Potter die without arms or legs, the rest is up to you...』

A smile appeared on the corner of Carl's mouth, he put away the parchment casually, and received another five hundred gold Galleons.

"Okay, okay, Professor Dumbledore is making preparations, and nothing big will happen..."

Carl said with a smile, then stopped staring at the anxious crowd, and turned his gaze to the scenery outside the window. He always felt terrified looking at the faces of these people.

The train spewed out white steam, hummed constantly, and continued to move forward in this somewhat tense atmosphere.

A few hours passed quickly, the sun quickly set, and Hogwarts under the night looked more and more mysterious.

As soon as the train came to a stop, Hermione hurriedly got out of the car and wanted to go to the principal's office to see how Dumbledore handled it. Based on what she knew about Harry and Ron, she was afraid that something might happen to the two of them on the way while driving the speeding car.

Because the second-year students didn't have to cross the lake, they followed the other senior wizards and took a carriage to the castle. So Niari gave Carl a hug before parting ways, and followed Hagrid's pace.

In the crowded crowd, Carl watched Niali drift away, and Hagrid began to direct the first-year little ghost heads to board the boat across the lake in an orderly manner. Gradually, only dim lights can be seen on the sparkling lake in the distance...

Carl took a few steps forward and couldn't help turning his head. He kept his eyes on the small boat that Hagrid was sitting on from time to time. He was really worried that the small boat couldn't bear Hagrid's huge weight, so that it sank halfway into the lake. Dance with the mermaids.

Walking out of the platform, he crossed another path, and soon saw hundreds of gray and black carriage-colored carriages parked on the road leading to the castle. The strange thing is that there are no horses on these carriages, but they are placed so straight beside the road.

Carl and Hermione chose a carriage that looked good and walked up. It was the first time to ride such a carriage, and Hermione stroked the outline of the carriage curiously, examined it carefully, and found that these carriages did not seem to be magical items.

"There are no traces of ancient magicweave inscriptions on this carriage, which means they are not magic items. Then how do we make it move?"

The little witch curiously asked Karl beside her.

"It's not full yet... I guess it will move on its own when it's full..."

Carl was staring at the strange creature in front of the carriage at the moment, and replied casually when he heard Hermione's words.

The creature in front of him has no flesh at all, the black fur is tightly attached to the skeleton, and every bone is clearly visible. Their heads were like those of a dragon, and their pupilless eyes were white and staring intently. From the hump between the shoulder bones grew wings—big, black, sturdy wings that looked as though they might have belonged to a gigantic bat.

Hearing Carl's words, Hermione had no choice but to put aside her worries about Harry and Ron for the time being, and wait quietly for the carriage to be full. With Professor Dumbledore's help, everything should be fine, right?

But seeing Karl staring at the front of the carriage with a dazed expression made Hermione a little curious.

What the hell is he looking at?

It is the nature of human beings to be curious and want to know the unknown. The little witch saw that Carl hadn't looked away for a long time, so she asked aloud, "Carl, is there something in front of you? You've been looking at it for a long time..."

"It's nothing, I'm just looking at a kind of magical creature. It's the carriage pulled by them. When it's full, it will move by itself."

Carl withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

"You mean these carriages are actually pulled by magical creatures? But why can't I see them? Are they shadow beasts?"

Hermione's eyes widened, but there was still nothing in front of the carriage in her sight.

"No, the fur of shadow beasts can be used to make invisibility cloaks. They are very precious. It is impossible for Hogwarts to use them to pull carriages!"

Then she overturned her guess.

"It's thestrals!"

Carl gave the answer lightly.

"What kind of magical creature is this? Why haven't I heard of it? Could it be that they are also invisible, and how did you see it?"

Hermione frowned, and asked a lot of questions in confusion.

"It's normal. There are too many magical creatures in the magic world. You can't take the protection of magical creatures until the third grade." Carl said leisurely, "Seeing such creatures requires special conditions. In addition, believe me, maybe, some People don't want to see this kind of creature in their whole life..."

"Why do you say that, are they terrible?"

Hermione frowned, expressing that she didn't understand Carl's words, and at the same time her curiosity was firmly attracted by him.

"No, they're not too scary looking, in my opinion, these creatures are much cuter than the three-headed dogs we saw last school year. So that's not why they are hated, but you know Another name for thestrals?"

Carl explained with a smile.

"nickname?"

"The Black devil star (Black Devil Star)..."

A deep and terrifying voice came out of Carl's mouth, and the wand acted as a flashlight against his chest, exuding a miserable green light, illuminating the dim surroundings.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The little witch was instantly frightened by Carl's tone of telling ghost stories at midnight, and burst into a scream.

"Ouch~..."

Carl covered his ears with a headache.

The little wizards around heard the scream and gradually gathered around, wanting to see what happened to make a girl scream so horribly.

"What's wrong, Hermione?"

"What happened?"

Hermione's two roommates noticed the situation here and hurried over to ask.

"No~, it's nothing..."

The latter stared at Karl resentfully, apparently being quite frightened just now.

"I said it just now, you don't want to know, why don't you listen?"

Carl muttered helplessly.

The little witch turned around angrily and no longer looked at Karl.

"Okay, okay, I won't scare you. I'll tell you now..."

"Only those who look directly at death and have a certain deep understanding of it can see this creature..."