"It's finally here!" Allen aimed his wand at it silently.
But this move didn't attract much attention, because the others also aimed their fluorescent wands at the uninvited guest, trying to see what it looked like.
The hand then disappeared, suddenly retracting into the folds of the black cloak.
"What's that?" Hermione grabbed Allen's arm in horror.
"A Soul Catcher!" Allen had just aimed his wand at the Soul Catcher, when Hermione, who didn't know what was going on, pulled his arm away.
The Soul Catcher slowly took a long breath, and a gurgling sound came from its throat, as if it wasn't just inhaling the air around it.
A bone-piercing chill swept over them.
Harry, who was next to Allen, rolled his eyes and fell off his seat, twitching all over.
Hermione screamed and squatted down to check on Harry.
Ginny was shaking like crazy, and she was so scared that she couldn't breathe.
Ron curled up into a ball and murmured, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"
Neville stared blankly in horror and panic, not knowing what to do.
The Soul Catcher stood at the door, slowly turning its head and looking around, as if it was looking for something.
Allen tried to think of something that would make him happy. His guardian, the phoenix, spurted out from the tip of his wand, and the Soul Catcher charged at it.
The Soul Catcher immediately turned around and floated away.
Allen quickly distributed the chocolate he had prepared earlier to everyone in the cubicle.
"Eat it. It'll help!" Allen stuffed a piece into his mouth.
A stream of heat surged to the tips of his toes and fingers, and his whole body felt warm.
A scream full of horror suddenly came from the carriage outside the cubicle.
Allen gave all the chocolate in his hand to Neville and ran out.
Hermione, who was kneeling next to Harry, was puzzled when she saw Allen's actions.
"Penello!" Allen shouted.
In the corridor of the train, countless Soul Catchers walked in and out of the different cubicles.
In the darkness, their tall, hazy figures looked particularly frightening.
Penello was surrounded by four Soul Catchers.
Allen's phoenix flew out of his wand again and charged at the Soul Catchers next to Penello.
The Soul Catchers seemed to be particularly afraid of the phoenix and retreated far away.
Allen hurried to Penello and stuffed a piece of chocolate into her mouth.
"Azkaban Soul Catchers! Why are they here? "Penello grabbed Allen's hand, feeling that her strength returned to her body.
Allen didn't answer her, but warily looked at the Soul Catchers that were gradually gathering.
Perhaps Alan's two consecutive Guardian Spells angered them. Perhaps they wanted to find out who could cast such a powerful spell. Perhaps the Phoenix was too rare to be a Guardian God.
The Soul Dementors all swarmed toward Allen, forming a dark mass.
"Allen!" Penello shivered. She felt that the carriage had suddenly become extremely cold, as if a biting cold wind had blown past.
"Don't be afraid, Penello! Think of something happy! "Allen gripped his wand tightly, looking determined.
The coldness penetrated his heart, and the fog began to blur his vision.
"Go away! None of us are hiding Sirius Black under our robes. Let's go. "
A voice came from behind Allen.
It was Professor Lupin!
He was also holding a wand in his hand, scolding the Soul Catchers sternly.
However, the Soul Catchers were unmoved. They seemed to have made up their minds to carefully investigate Allen and the others.
"Summon Guardian!" Lupin cast a spell without hesitation, and a silver thing came out of his wand and shot at the Soul Catchers.
It was a wolf with a robust body and a sturdy figure. It looked very powerful.
The Soul Catchers retreated, but some still refused to leave.
The fog in front of Allen and the others dissipated.
"Summon Guardian!" Allen chanted the Guardian Spell again. Casting the Guardian Spell consecutively in a short period of time made him feel a little tired.
Penello stared at Allen's Phoenix Guardian in infatuation. It stretched its huge wings and hovered in the carriage.
Wherever the Phoenix passed, the Soul Catchers would dodge.
Penello also tried to cast the Guardian Spell.
She knew this spell, but she had never successfully cast it.
"Summon Guardian — Summon Guardian —" Penello gritted her teeth and persisted. "Summon Guardian!"
A wisp of silver floated out of Penello's wand and hung in front of her like fog.
This was a shapeless Guardian Spell.
Penello held Allen's hand, as if infinite courage had been injected into her body. It was like the warmth she felt when she just ate the chocolate had expanded countless times!
Something broke free from the tip of her wand. It was no longer a shapeless cloud, but a shining silver animal.
It nimbly flew in front of them, following the silver wolf and the phoenix, and rushed towards the large group of Soul Catchers …
The three Guardians worked well together, and their power was amazing.
The Soul Catchers retreated, scattered, and hid in the darkness …
They were gone.
Penello's Guardian Spell turned around and ran slowly towards Penello and Allen through the corridor of the train that had returned to silence.
They finally saw its full appearance — a fox!
A cute, nimble, and smooth little fox!
"As cunning as a fox, this is very Penello!" Allen teased with a smile.
Penello looked at her Guardian Spell with infatuation. Her heart was filled with joy and satisfaction, but her mouth was not to be outdone. "What about you, the narcissistic immortal bird?"
She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the shining silver fox, but it disappeared.
"What a great Guardian Spell!" Professor Lupin looked at Penello and Allen in admiration.
He looked at Allen with an especially solemn expression.
"Professor, is there something wrong with me?" Allen raised his eyebrows and asked.
"To be able to successfully cast the Guardian Spell at your age, you are really extraordinary! And … "Professor Lupin paused and said," To be able to use a magical creature as a Guardian Spell, as far as I know, only Dumbledore is able to do so. He is the same as you, a phoenix! "
"Perhaps you will achieve great things in the future. Dumbledore is the greatest light Magus in history." Lupin looked carefully at Allen and came to this conclusion.
Penello, who was at the side, nodded repeatedly, showing an expression of admiration and even a little pride!
She had never doubted Allen's future. Without a doubt, Allen was the most outstanding student in the history of Hogwarts.
Allen's expression was a little strange.
This was not the first time Allen had heard this. When he had bought the wand, Ollivander had said the same thing.
Although Ollivander and Professor Lupin had different starting points, their conclusions were the same.
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