A broken Hogwarts

"Fluorescent flash." Owen muttered a spell in a low voice, and a bright light illuminated the car that was completely plunged into darkness.

The surroundings were in a mess, the box door was crooked to one side, and scattered luggage and snacks were strewn all over the floor. Harry's owl cage fell against the door frame, and the snow-white owl Hedwig flapped its wings and screamed in the cage.

The little wizards fell dizzy on the sloping floor of the carriage. Harry was getting up unsteadily, Draco was covering his head and groaning, Daphne barely supported her body, calling her sister anxiously.

"I'm fine, Daphne." Astoria huddled in the corner behind the bench and whispered in shock.

Owen walked to the aisle outside the door with a fluorescent wand at the tip, and swept his cold eyes over the people in the box. After making sure that none of them were injured, he turned to look out the car window. The continuous mountains became darker and blurred in the fierce wind and rain, like black giant beasts crawling on the earth.

Melete walked steadily to his feet, sniffed at him, and called softly. Previously, she had given full play to the extraordinary reflexes and balance of cats, stepping on various things that could be used as footholds, and walking on flat ground in the rolling and colliding carriages. Her velvet had rolled to a corner of the carriage and was buzzing and shivering.

"I'm fine, Melete." Owen said softly, squinting at the window. The strong wind blew the icy rainwater into the aisle of the carriage along the half-broken window, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill. Through the barrier of the thick rain curtain, a few bright lights could be vaguely seen flickering in the distance.

The rampaging train had stopped completely, and the loud rumbling noise had disappeared. After a brief silence, the students' screams, sobs and moans came one after another from each box, and were eventually drowned in the patter of rain.

"...Don't panic, everyone, don't run around! Please stay in your carriage and take care of your injured companions... We have notified the professors and they will arrive soon!"

The president of the female student union was organizing the junior prefects to run around, loudly comforting the panicked students to prevent anyone from running into the mountains outside in a panic. Some senior students also consciously comforted the younger wizards, waving their wands to bandage the injured, and dots of fluorescent lights lit up in the carriages that were completely plunged into darkness.

"What's going on?" Harry, who had recovered from his dizziness, got out of the box door and asked. He waved his wand and muttered a calming spell into the box. This was the white magic he learned from Dumbledore.

In a faint white light, everyone's emotions quickly calmed down, and even Hedwig in the cage became obediently silent.

"Obviously he was attacked." Owen said in a calm tone, tilted his head and gestured to him out of the car window. The heavy rain curtain was reflected by the spell in the distance, and the dense raindrops changed into different colors, reflecting his calm and indifferent dark eyes.

Harry gritted his teeth uneasily and suddenly became more anxious: "Sirius went out on his own?"

He rushed to the car window in three steps and looked out through the broken window glass, but he could only vaguely see the flashes of various magic spells crisscrossing back and forth in the dark mountains, like blooming flowers. Brilliant fireworks.

The heavy rain and the dim sky blurred the vision and covered up the distant sounds, making the fighting area seem as far away as in another world.

"Over there at the front of the train! I...I'll go take a look at the carriage over there!" Harry felt that he couldn't stay here without doing anything, but he also knew that rushing out rashly would cause trouble for Sirius. He planned to run to the compartment near the front of the car to see if he could help.

As soon as he ran to the front of the carriage, he was stopped by a fifth-year Gryffindor male prefect coming from the opposite direction.

"Stop running around and get back to your compartment!" The tall male prefect wore a sparkling prefect badge on his chest and held a shining wand in his right hand, panting and stretching out He held his arms and pushed Harry into the box, "Please, Potter, please stay out of the way? I'm in a hurry!"

"What happened?" Harry asked urgently, wanting to know more about the current situation.

"Someone attacked the train and used a blasting curse!" the male prefect said with a stinky face, his eyes unconsciously glancing out of the car window with obvious worry.

"The front of the train was blown up. The driver and the sales witch ran out to deal with the gangsters. It seems that there was also a professor who went to the school with the train... Just let them handle the outside matters. We just need to stay calm and don't give in. They cause trouble."

The male prefect said firmly, as if he was trying to convince himself. He trotted hurriedly, stuck his face into the box and shouted: "Don't panic, gather the wounded..."

"No one was injured in this box." Owen said, his clear and gentle voice making people feel calmer. "How is the situation in the train?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious. The train completely derailed. People were scared. Some people were slightly injured, but nothing serious." The male prefect hurried to the next compartment, "The carriage of the Hogwarts Express A buffering spell was cast on it to prevent someone from being injured if an accident occurred. However, some people were still injured by the flying luggage..."

He pushed open the severely deformed sliding door of the box next door with all his strength. A big ginger cat jumped out, stepped on his chest and jumped to the aisle. He tilted his head and said with a gloomy face. The weird persimmon face glared at the people in the aisle.

"Ouch!" The male prefect was startled. He held his chest and took two steps back. He hit the cracked window glass and his back was soaked by the rain that poured in.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione's voice sounded in the box. The little witch with shaggy brown hair ran out of the box, hugged the big cat in her arms, and then said sorry to the male prefect.

"Is anyone hurt inside?" the male prefect said in a bad tone.

"Ron cut his arm, and Neville's forehead was swollen. I recited a healing spell to them, and the effect was pretty good. But I'm not sure if they need to check again. After all, this is my first time treating an injured person. People use this spell..." Hermione said quickly.

After speaking for a long time, she glanced out the car window and asked with a very serious look: "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"Staying in the box is the best help." The male prefect waved his hand impatiently, glanced into the box, and rushed to the next box without stopping.

"Leifu? My Leifu is missing!" Neville walked out of the box with a bruise on the left side of his forehead. As soon as he walked out of the door, he was dazzled by the sudden flash of light outside the window. He was stunned for a moment before he realized: "There is someone outside attacking the train?"

"Yeah, I can't believe this has never happened before..." Hermione frowned and put down the big cat in her arms. Only then did she notice the two people on the other side, and said with a slightly relaxed expression: "Harry, Owen, fortunately you are okay!"

"I don't know... nothing will happen again, right?" She bit her lip and looked at the uncertain flash of light outside, clasping her fingers tightly together.

"Ah, I'll go take a look at the front of the car." Harry was still worried about Sirius' safety. He turned around and ran to the car in front.

"Harry! Don't cause trouble..." Hermione shouted, watching Harry run away quickly. She exhaled heavily, gritted her teeth, pulled out her wand and chased after him.

Neville glanced at Owen at a loss. After seeing Owen's slight smile, he seemed to be filled with infinite courage in an instant. He clenched the wand in his hand and followed.

Owen blinked in confusion: "What does he mean?"

Looking at the three people disappearing one after another, Owen shook his head. As expected of Gryffindor.

"They...don't think they can get involved, do they?" Draco poked his head out of the box, showing an expression that was hard to explain, "Those are the villains who dare to bomb the Hogwarts Express!"

Daphne held Astoria's hand, looking worried. She had to stay and watch over her sister.

"If you just look in the nearby carriages and cast a few magic spells at the right time, it can really help." Owen held his chin with his fingers and said casually, "However, I know they are doing useless work. The people in the carriage closest to the battlefield must be in a hurry to get away from there. Harry and the others won't be able to squeeze through for a while, unless they run out of the carriage..."

"Uh, yes...I think so too." Draco nodded with a deep expression.

Owen played with his wand with his long fingers, glanced out the car window, suddenly raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and called out: "Nix."

A ball of black flames ignited in front of him. Nyx flew out of the fire and landed steadily on his shoulders. He tilted his head and looked at him with bright red eyes.

Owen raised his hand and touched its warm feathers, and said softly: "Nix, can you help me take a look at the situation outside? In times of crisis, you can cause some trouble for your opponent... Well, you know where to look. Which party’s fun, right?”

Nyx gave him a cold and contemptuous look, flapped his wings eagerly, and flew out along the open door of the carriage. The heavy rain beat on it, and it slid down the smooth feathers without missing a trace. Phoenix's graceful figure was still light and flexible in the rain curtain.

"That's...Nyx?" Draco once again put on his indescribable expression. Is this the stinky bird who just wants to burn his homework all day long?

Owen smiled, suddenly extinguished the light at the tip of the wand, and stretched the wand along the broken hole in the car window glass. A thick black mist spurted out from the tip of the wand, condensing into a dark and ominous shadow.

The extreme coldness and gloom disappeared in a flash, and the figure of the black devil guard perfectly blended into the dark rain curtain and quietly sneaked into the distance.

"Hiss - why did I feel like I was about to freeze into ice just now?" Draco shivered and tightened his collar, "Why did you suddenly extinguish the lighting spell?" Daphne also held her sister's hand tightly. The two huddled tightly together, hugging each other to keep warm. She lit the wand in her hand, and the hairs on her body stood up. She said with a serious face, "I felt it too. There was a very dangerous feeling just now... Are the attackers coming?"

"I didn't feel anything. It's probably because of your psychological effects." Owen returned to the carriage with a calm expression, sat silently on the chair, and said quietly.

"Really?" Draco looked around suspiciously.

Owen slowly closed his eyes, and his vision followed the Black Demon Guard into the distance. From a distorted perspective of only black and white, he saw the battle taking place.

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The strong wind blew the rain straight into people's eyes, and it fell on the body with a biting chill.

Sirius jumped out of the carriage and saw the red Hogwarts Express lying twisted in the desolate field, like a dying snake.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof." He recited a waterproof spell to himself to prevent the rain from affecting his vision. Then he raised his head and looked into the distance, and saw a flash of light coming from the carriage near the locomotive.

He stepped on the muddy water on the ground and ran quickly towards the area where the flash was lit. He soon heard wild laughter mixed with the sound of rain. The familiar rough voice made his face so gloomy that it felt like it was dripping.

"Bellatrix," he growled through gritted teeth.

He quickly arrived nearby and saw clearly the situation here.

The locomotive, which was hit head-on by the blasting spell, was severely deformed and fell to the side of the track with billowing smoke. The middle-aged bald train driver had a long wound on his forehead, and he was teaming up with the short and fat sales witch to face the siege of three wizards who were all shrouded in black robes.

Not counting the students on the train, except for Sirius who took the train on a whim, the driver and the sales witch were the only adult wizards on the Hogwarts Express. Faced with the siege of three people and the driver being injured, they seemed helpless and unable to stop the remaining two attackers from targeting other cars.

The scorching beams of light set off invisible air waves, driving away the surrounding rain. The driver and the sales witch stood in front of the nearest prefect car, anxiously sending out distress signals while launching fierce attacks on the enemy.

The remaining two attackers showed their faces openly. The tall woman with curly black hair laughed and pointed her wand at the carriage behind the prefect's carriage. The short man followed her timidly, his watery eyes looking around in panic. .

"Good darlings, tell me which carriage Harry Potter is in?" The tall woman tilted her head and looked excitedly at the group of people in the carriage who were screaming and crying, trying desperately to escape to the back. The little wizards in the carriage.

"I'll count to three. If you don't hear an answer by then, I'll blow you up into the sky along with the carriage." She grinned arrogantly.

Percy Weasley, the president of the Boys' Student Union, and several senior prefects were also in this carriage. They raised their wands with heavy faces and were pushed around by the students squeezing around. Several spells shot out of the car window hit the woman's feet crookedly, completely irritating her.

"What a bunch of bad boys. Bad boys must be punished..." The woman licked her upper lip with the tip of her tongue, looked at the car with a cruel look and said: "Thunderbolt explosion!"

"Armor for protection!" Sirius, who arrived in time, released the spell together with Percy in the carriage. The golden-red beam was bounced to the side, and with a loud bang, a big crater was made on the muddy ground.

"Bellatrix, Peter Pettigrew!" Sirius roared hoarsely, his eyes flashing with rage.

"Isn't this my dear cousin?" Bellatrix screamed, "Are you still going to school with the babies when you got on this train? Do you want your good friend to be with you? Want to feed you?" She glanced coldly at the short man beside her.

Peter Pettigrew, who was much thinner and haggard, suddenly shrank his shoulders, looking panicked, and glanced to the side, avoiding Sirius's gaze. But the wand in his hand was raised and pointed at Sirius.

Sirius looked at them with disgust and had no interest in talking to them. He returned a blasting spell directly at the two of them: "Thunderbolt Explosion!"

There was another loud noise, and a fierce fire ignited on the ground in front of the two people, burning tenaciously in the pouring rain. The two opponents were not injured, but were forced away from the car in front by the shock wave and debris caused by the explosion.

"Shattered to pieces!" Sirius dispersed the flames and chased after him, shouting a spell at the most threatening Bellatrix.

Bellatrix and Peter Pettigrew also quickly fought back. The battle between the two sides became uncontrollable in an instant. The wands in their hands were whirling and killing, and all kinds of magic spells were flying around.

The situation on the other side of the train was much better. Percy and several prefects fired magic spells at the three men in black robes who were besieging the driver and the sales witch, suppressing them until they were retreating.

On the battlefield farther and farther away from the train, Sirius bravely fought one against two, but was soon forced to restrain himself. He had to spend most of his time on defense, and could only occasionally take advantage of the opportunity to fight back. But after Bellatrix stopped playing with his prey, his situation became more and more dangerous.

All kinds of deadly and dangerous spells flew in one after another, and Sirius could only throw himself behind a big rock in embarrassment, using the cover to launch spells at the opponent, delaying as much time as possible.

After he took a chance and shot a bright white arrow at Peter Pettigrew, the spell was wiped out along with the opponent's defensive spell. At this time, a beam of dark black flames flew from behind Peter Pettigrew and landed on his back before the other party could defend himself.

The scorching flames shot up on Peter Pettigrew's robe, and did not weaken at all despite the heavy rain. Peter Pettigrew jumped up and screamed because of the heat.

He tried his best to cast fire-extinguishing spells on his body, but it didn't have much effect. The fire became fainter, but it still burned persistently on his robe, burning a black hole on his back, and the tongue of fire licked his skin. The curse attached to the fire invaded his body along his skin, making him want to go crazy with pain.

Sirius was very good at seizing opportunities. He took the opportunity to jump up from behind the stone, waving the wand in his hand quickly like a fencing sword, and cast a series of spells at Bellatrix.

"Your spells are as weak as those from an unweaned baby, Sirius." Bellatrix didn't care at all about Peter Pettigrew's situation. She taunted and ridiculed, while defending tightly and taking the time to do so. Cast a killing curse on Sirius. Sirius rolled to avoid it, and the two men fought evenly.

Nyx stood on the branch of a tree, sticking his head out of the leaves and watching the scene from a distance. After seeing Peter Pettigrew screaming and rolling on the ground in embarrassment, it snickered secretly, feeling proud of its precise timing of the fire shot.

The black devil guard flew lightly to Nyx's side, his tall bowler hat slightly raised, revealing the sarcastic white corners of his mouth. The black and white vision was not affected by the heavy rain and darkness at all, faithfully conveying the situation here to Owen.

Immediately afterwards, Owen's voice came out coldly from the Dark Guard: "Nix, set a fire to separate Sirius from them and block his sight. I'll deal with Bellatrix... …”

He knew that Bellatrix was a reckless madman, but he still underestimated her audacity. This time she dared to overturn the Hogwarts Express without caring that there were so many students inside. Who knows what crazy things she could do in the future.

So Owen planned to take this opportunity to kill Bellatrix here to save himself from trouble in the future. It is too dangerous and too uncontrollable to leave such a crazy woman outside.

Nyx gave a brisk cry and was about to flap his wings and fly out, but suddenly he raised his head and looked at the sky.

Unknowingly, the sky became darker and darker, and it was hard to see anyone around. The rain became colder and biting, as if it had been tempered by ice, like sharp blades scraping people's skin, and a thick gray fog formed around them.

Owen controlled the black devil guard to look at the sky in the distance. In the black and white vision, he clearly saw dozens of shadows flying darkly from the sky. From a distance, they looked like they were wearing long black cloaks. tall figure.

They glided erratically towards this side, making the surrounding air seem to freeze, and the sound of wind and rain seemed to have stopped.

Peter Pettigrew, who finally got rid of the burning robe, screamed in horror, and with a "pop", he apparated away and ran away.

Bellatrix cursed angrily and glared at Sirius with malice: "Enjoy your last moments!"

Before Sirius' spell could hit her, she disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, they came at the right time." Owen said lightly, "Go back, we are no longer needed here." After saying that, the Black Demon Guard disintegrated into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the vast distance. in the rain.

Nyx smacked her beak in dissatisfaction, raised her wings and merged into a cluster of flames. (End of chapter)