Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

Over time.

The sky outside the window is getting darker and darker, and the moon and stars are not visible, as if there is no bottomless abyss, giving people a sense of fear that comes with it.

Tick –

The rain gently knocked on the car window, making a small splash.

It's starting to rain outside.

Inside a Hogwarts carriage.

The dim light dispelled the darkness, and Hermione's brown eyes looked at the dark scenery outside the window in a daze, and couldn't help but whisper.

"What the hell is going on out there?"

The little witch had never seen such eerie weather.

"The group of caretakers from Azkaban is here. "

Lorne stroked her brown curls and replied in a relaxed tone.

"Azkaban's caretaker?"

Hermione repeated in confusion.

The best she knew about Azkaban was from the books and the narrative of Sirius, a wizarding cage on an isolated desert island in the middle of the waters of the North Sea.

But for the cage keeper, it was clear that she hadn't heard Sirius mention it or seen it in the books.

"No one wants to mention their names, not even Sirius. "

Lorne seemed to see Hermione's confusion and explained.

"The main food of the keepers called the Dementors is human happiness, and those who are sucked out of happiness are only fear and pain. "

"This time, I guess I came here with Fudge's order to search for the little wolf-"

Before Lorne could finish speaking, the train made a loud noise.

Immediately after that, the lights in the carriage went out, and the surrounding space became pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

Hermione pulled out her wand and cast a small spell.

In the crystal light, the carriage lit up again.

"What's the matter, the train stopped?"

Hermione looked out the window, but didn't see the familiar castle.

Obviously, the train has not yet arrived at the station, why did it suddenly stop.

"The Dementors are coming. "

Lorne looked out the window, and could already see many ghost-like figures dragging rags, hollow and incorporeal, wrapped in black cloth.

Click-

The window began to freeze, and even the black tea near the window gradually froze, emitting a biting chill.

The temperature in the surroundings dropped suddenly.

A shadow appeared on the frost-covered glass, a carrion-like face, and a long, pale hand pressed lightly against the glass, making a faintly visible handprint.

"Are these the caretakers of Azkaban?"

Hermione looked at the figure outside the window, and her body couldn't help but stiffen.

An indescribable fear welled up from the bottom of her heart, and her brown eyes lost concentration, as if her soul would be sucked away at the slightest glance.

"Don't look at it. "

Lorne gently covered Hermione's eyes with his hand, then picked up the glowing wand and used the levitation charm to hang it upside down in mid-air for illumination.

Dementors' carrion-like faces have no vision, and they only seek out their targets through emotions and pleasure.

After only a few moments, the Dementors lying on the glass left, leaving only a frozen window.

"Whew!"

Miss Hermione, who had her eyes gone, exhaled lightly, and just by glancing at the monster, she felt many sad memories in her mind.

Is this what the Dementors are capable of?

"Are they gone?"

The little witch asked Lorne softly.

"No, they're in the train now. "

Lorne shook his head, then pointed to the door of the carriage.

Tall, floating figures skimmed down the train aisle, as if searching for something.

"Headmaster Dumbledore would let them on the train?"

Hermione leaned into Lorne's arms and whispered in disbelief.

Although there was a wand in the carriage, it was not enough to reassure the little witch.

Only Lorne by her side can give her some warmth.

"It doesn't have to be Headmaster Dumbledore, it could be Fudge. "

Lorne couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the Dementors walking by the door.

A bitterly cold air permeated the entire Hogwarts train, and all the wizards did not dare to make a single sound, for fear that they would attract these blind, soul-sucking demons.

Outside the window, the sound of rain was getting louder and louder, and the clouds were so dark that the moon sky could not be seen.

Squeak –

There was a soft thud from the pulleys, and a long, withered, rotting hand like a twig came through the crack in the door.

The next moment, the door of the carriage creaked, and it was very harsh in the silence of the space.

Want to come in and investigate?

Lorne and Hermione shifted positions, letting the frightened little witch lean against the window.

Behind him, Miss Granger couldn't help but tug at the corner of his coat.

As the doors opened completely, a Dementor in a tattered cloak slowly floated in.

The face, which had no facial features, as if it had been fished out of the water, was slowly approaching Lorne's side.

It felt it—the delightful taste!

Dementors are still a type of magical creature after all, and they simply can't control their strong desires.

Putting the arrest behind it, it just wants a good meal now.

Lorne's brow furrowed at the sight of the approaching Dementor, and he could feel the memories of being alone in his mind from years ago.

And it's getting stronger.

"Lorne!"

Hermione exclaimed, her glowing wand aimed at the Dementor.

"Kamui. "

Before Miss Hermione could make a move, Lorne was the first to open her scarlet eyes.

A vortex twisted in midair, and the Dementor was sucked in before it could react.

Normal spells are useless against Dementors, only the Divine Guardians.

But Lorne didn't learn Xi powerful defensive charm.

And they themselves are not visual, so the control of the kaleidoscope cannot be cast.

In the end, there was only one Kamui left.

As the Dementor was sucked into the Divine Space, Lorne used his wand to close the door again.

These organisms have research value.