Magic Journey from Hogwarts

A few hours later, Harry and Ron no longer had any fun driving back to school. On the contrary, they even felt a little tormented, both mentally and physically, and extremely tired.

The only thing that can be eaten in the car is toffee, but after all, sugar can't be eaten as a meal. If you eat too much, you will easily get thirsty, and there is not a drop of water in the car.

The scenery of the blue sky is good, but watching the white clouds for several hours will inevitably cause some visual fatigue.

The sun also shot directly on the windshield, which raised the temperature inside the car a lot. Even though the two of them took off their coats, they still felt profusely sweating.

"I finally understood why Aaron didn't want to get in the car. This kind of experience is really not something that ordinary people can persist." Harry smiled wryly and leaned on the seat, his eyes full of helplessness.

"You're better, just lie down, but I still have to drive!" Ron held the steering wheel, looking unloved, "I really want to drink water now, and I really want to lie on the bed and rest , I really miss the iced pumpkin juice on the train."

"Who doesn't want to?" Harry pursed his lips, and immediately poked his head out of the window, looking at the train moving at a constant speed below. "The direction is correct, but there should be a long distance from Hogwarts."

"Don't say the latter sentence, there is no worse news than that." Ron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Harry, why don't you say we didn't enter platform nine and three quarters? "

"I don't know, I don't even think about it now."

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of knocking on the car door clearly reached the ears of the two of them.

"What noise?" Harry asked.

"Maybe it's a bird!"

Ron didn't care, but just as he finished speaking, the knocking sounded again.

The two turned their heads and met a pair of clear eyes. Abbe in white was looking at them from the car window.

Its wings flapped constantly, its speed was the same as that of a Ford car, and it was carrying a small backpack.

"Abe!" Harry said with some surprise, "Did Aaron ask you to come to us?"

Abe nodded, opened the rear door, got in and put down his backpack.

"Is this for us?" Ron looked at the full backpack with more expectation in his heart.

Abei glanced at him arrogantly, opened the backpack with some reluctance, and poured out the contents.

Bread, cakes, chocolates, multi-flavored beans...everything that Harry and Ron needed especially now, but what made them happiest were the bottles of iced pumpkin juice and mineral water.

Gollum!

Ron swallowed, and looked at the cute pet behind him, "You did a great job, I really love you."

Abe took a step back in disgust, took out the note left by Aaron from his pocket, and handed it to Harry Potter.

"Let me see what's written." Harry read out the above content after finishing the result, "This time I count you as an invitation to thank the Weasley family for taking them in, but remember not to throw objects in the sky."

"You don't need him to teach you this, we still understand common sense." Ron couldn't help laughing, reached out and took a bottle of iced pumpkin juice from behind, drank half of the bottle in one gulp, "Come back to life."

Harry also took a bottle of pumpkin juice and a few small cakes. While eating and drinking, the fatigue on his face was reduced by more than half in an instant. "Suddenly I feel that this is the correct way to open the car."

"But still not as good as a train, at least without driving.

There is no need to fly so high because there is no way to be invisible. said Ron. "I'm sure I won't be late for the next train ride." "

At this moment, Abe patted Harry on the shoulder, and then pointed to Aaron's note, as if to say that he hadn't finished reading it.

Harry came to his senses and looked at the back of the note, "A friendly reminder, be mentally prepared, I don't think this car can fly for that long with its performance."

Ron's face changed. Although he knew that this was just Aaron's guess, it was possible. He didn't want to be forced to drop halfway through the drive.

"Abe, did Aaron tell you the solution to the problem?"

Abe hesitated, jumped to the front row, and grabbed a black wand from Harry's clothes.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

It is true that they are wizards, but they are only quasi-second-year wizards. It can't be said that it is particularly difficult for them to control the flying of the car, it can only be said that it is impossible.

"Ron, I might..." Harry said with some embarrassment, "You understand?"

Ron nodded blankly. Others don't know Harry's level, but his buddy knows it clearly.

Together, the two of them could use the Levitation spell to control the car from falling suddenly, but it was really impossible to make it move forward or backward.

"Actually, the situation may not be as serious as he said, after all, this car was carefully remodeled by my father." Ron said far-fetchedly, trying his best to cheer himself up while convincing Harry.

"But Mr. Weasley probably hasn't been flying this car for so long!"

"At least it took you from Surrey to Devon, and if you work harder, you may not be able to make it to Hogwarts."

Hearing this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. According to this standard, this car is still reliable.

Abbe, who was in the back seat, completed the task assigned to him by Aaron, put his backpack on his back, opened the car door and flew down.

Back in the train compartment, Draco looked at the empty backpack on Abbe's back, and looked at Aaron curiously, "What did you let it do?"

"Of course I let it help those in need." Aaron said with a meaningful smile, "After all, I am so kind."

"Senior is really caring." Colin said solemnly.

Seeing Colin's thumbs up, the corner of Draco's mouth twitched. This kid...will be easily fooled in the future. I don't know if it's a blessing or not that Harry Potter has such a fan. disaster.

The train is running on the long rails, with a lot of white eyes coming out of the chimney, passing through the dusk and entering the night in the sound of clicking.

The distance to Hogwarts was getting closer and closer, and the wizard students in the car also changed into wizard robes.

Colin checked his wand carefully, "We're going to Hogwarts soon, I heard that new students will be sorted."

"Which house do you want to go to?" Draco asked. "Beforehand, the proud Slytherin house won't accept wizards of Muggle blood, unless your ancestors..."

"I'm going to Gryffindor."

Draco, who hadn't finished speaking, felt a little embarrassed. Is there such a big celebrity effect these days?

"Ahem! Listen to my advice, don't go to that academy.

Although you may not be able to enter Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are also possible. There is no need to choose the same college as Harry Potter just because you admire him. "

"Okay, don't judge me on this matter. Colin is free to choose what he wants." Aaron said speechlessly, "And there are some colleges that he can't go to if he wants to."

"Okay!" Draco spread his hands and said nothing.

After all, sorting is determined by the sorting hat, and Colin's ideas account for a certain proportion of it, but not absolutely.

Aaron stood up from his seat and looked out of the window. There seemed to be a black shadow rising and falling in the dark clouds.

"What a mess! That car is probably at its limit."

"What are you looking at?" Draco walked up to Aaron and followed its line of sight, but couldn't see anything.

"It's nothing." Aaron smiled lightly, and then walked out of the car, "I'll be back later."

"Senior, what did he do?" Colin asked.

Draco didn't have any ill-feeling towards this quasi-Gryffindor student, but he couldn't say he liked him either. He just sat back in his seat, "How do I know?"

In the aisle, Aaron walked through the cars one by one, his eyes quickly swept over the familiar faces and unfamiliar faces, and finally stopped in front of a car.

"Hey, Aaron, why are you here?" Fred greeted.

Aaron glanced at Ginny who was sitting by the window, then at Fred and George, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't...Percy here?"

"He's in the prefect's car," said George. "He's been that way since he was a prefect."

Aaron hesitated for a while, looked at Ginny and said, "Harry and Ron have something to do temporarily, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe..."

"Is it so long to say a sentence?" Fred interrupted Aaron with a smile, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Okay! I'd say they might not be able to make it to Ginny's Sorting Ceremony."

"what?"

All three were a little surprised.

"Is there anything more important than my sister's sorting ceremony?" George frowned.

"Won't Harry Potter come too?" Ginny said with some regret.

Aaron nodded without denying it.

"Which car are they in? Let's talk to them." Fred stood up, and George also stood up.

"What I'm talking about is just a possibility, maybe we can catch up.

And the train is about to stop, so it may be too late for you to find them at this time. "

Aaron stopped the two at the door of the carriage. If the mischievous twin brothers knew how Harry and the others were traveling, they would probably find a way to join them halfway.