Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

After walking out of the station, Hermione saw Uncle Granger's car at a glance, and Mrs. Granger waved to them.

Sisley was led by Hermione and slowly looked around... Nothing.

"Hey!" A hand suddenly patted Sisley on the shoulder.

Sisley turned around suddenly, holding a vague gray-white light blade in his hand.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I scared you." Ethan said awkwardly.

"Huh...it's okay, why don't you go home?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well, I also bought a car. Are you going to take my car back this time?" Ethan said carefully.

"Can you still drive?" Sisley asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Very easy to learn." Ethan said, leading Sisley to a muscle car next to Mr. Granger's car.

"Huh? Or Dodge?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and said.

"I don't know much about cars. Camaro helped me pick this one."

[I have never been able to find the names of Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger, so I had to make up one for Mr. Granger, called Camaro Granger. As for Mrs. Granger's name...it has not yet been decided. 】

"Yes, this car is very handsome, isn't it?" Mr. Granger said, leaning out half of his body.

"Want to have a try?" Ethan said to Mr. Granger while sitting in the car.

"No, no, no, I won't bully a newbie like you." Mr. Granger shook his head.

"It's okay. I'm quite talented in cars. Let's give it a try." As he said that, Ethan fastened his seat belt. Seeing this, Sisley had a bad feeling for some reason and obediently put it on. Fasten your seat belt.

Hermione was sitting in Mr. Granger's car. She rolled down the window of the back seat and looked at Sisley who looked nervous and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, anyway... there is a familiar feeling... I suggest you wear your seat belt too." Sisley murmured.

Sure enough, as Ethan and Mr. Granger looked at each other.

Sisley's ominous premonition became more and more serious, and then there was a strong pushing feeling on his back.

"Fuck!"

.............

After getting out of the car, Sisley held on to the hot hood, took a deep breath, and asked shakily: "Ethan? Who taught you to drive like this?"

Ethan shrugged and said, "A taxi driver with a shaved head and two haircuts. He's quite an interesting person."

Sisley recalled it for a moment, and finally remembered that damn driver.

"I knew it," Sisley exhaled.

The two of them sat on the hood and waited for a while before Mr. Granger drove back and parked next to it.

"The person who taught you how to drive must not have taught you the traffic rules." Granger exhaled.

"Traffic rules? What are those?" Ethan asked.

Mr. Granger said awkwardly: "It's okay, as long as you don't hit anyone."

"This is impossible, don't worry." Ethan waved his hand and said.

"The meal is ready. Let's eat first. Ike's craftsmanship is quite good." As he said this, Ethan put his arm around Mr. Granger's shoulders and walked towards the Sisley's house next door to Hermione's house.

"Who is Ike?" Mrs. Granger suddenly asked.

"Nanny." Ethan replied after thinking for a while.

Sisley's first impression when he returned home was that he felt a lot warmer. There were many interesting little ornaments on the originally empty shelves and coffee table. He knocked on the walls and glass and found that there were also strong defenses on them. magic.

"For today, I went to the wine cellar of Thorne Wizard Tower to find a bottle of good wine. This bottle is a dry wine from the sixteenth century. It has been kept in the wine cellar of Still Magic. Let's also try it. The flavor." As he spoke, Ethan flicked it gently, and the cork popped out with a pop.

He held up the bottle and poured a glass for everyone at the table.

"It's from the sixteenth century. This is a real antique. I can't bear to drink it." Mr. Granger shook the cup and sighed.

"Wine has no aging ability. If you don't drink it until it turns into grape vinegar, then it will be a real waste." Ethan said nonchalantly.

"Hermione and Sisley are only twelve years old, can they drink?" Mrs. Granger said, looking at the wine glasses next to Sisley and Sisley.

"It'll be fine if you drink less." Ethan waved his hand and said.

"Is it okay to drink less?" Sisley looked at the bright red and translucent liquid in the wine glass and raised his eyebrows.

"You'll know if you try it." Sisley held his breath and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, it is sweet and delicious.

"Well, it tastes good, like grape juice." Sisley raised his eyebrows.

"Hermione, you try too, it's sweet." Sisley said to Hermione.

Hermione saw this and took a sip.

"How's it going? It doesn't look like a bar at all." Sisley took the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Eh? This... thing? It tastes pretty good, right?" Sisley murmured.

Ethan looked embarrassed and looked at the drink in the glass with a confused expression.

"Isn't this supposed to be true? How much alcohol can there be in wine in the 16th century?" Then he drank the wine in the glass without any problem.

Looking at the Grangers again, even Hermione's face only turned a little red after drinking a drink, only Sisley.

"Hiss..." Ethan was a little embarrassed.

"Uh...Sisley? Are you drunk?" Ethan asked.

Sisley raised his eyebrows and said: "No, isn't this just grape juice sweet water? It has no alcohol content, how could I be drunk." Sisley then handed the wine glass over and said, "I want more! "

Ethan looked at Sisley who was swaying in confusion and was silent for a while, and finally stood up and gently hugged Sisley.

"What are you doing???"

"You're drunk, let's take you to bed." Ethan said.

"I don't want to sleep! I want to become an immortal!"

"Cultivation of Immortality? There are oriental novels in Hogwarts now? Why didn't I see it?"

“Do black holes taste like fried chicken?”

"Come on, you're starting to talk nonsense." Ethan sighed.

"Sister? Who are you?"

"I'm your father, a man." Ethan explained.

"Huh? Are you a man?"

"Yes, not only a man, but also your father." Ethan said.

Hermione just watched Sisley being carried upstairs by Ethan with his teeth bared, and finally couldn't hold it any longer.

"He drinks worse than his mother!" Hermione said with a smile.

Not long after, Ethan walked down the stairs, and instantly the Granger family looked at Ethan with strange eyes.

"Your face?" Mrs. Granger asked, pointing to the three blood marks on Ethan's face.

"Sisley accidentally scratched it, and the escaping magic accidentally touched the wound. We can only wait for the wound to heal on its own." Ethan said awkwardly.