The Hogwarts train runs on the tracks.
"Harry and the others are not on the train."
Hermione searched every carriage but could not find Harry or Ron.
When John heard this, he put the chocolate frog in his mouth. He thought for a moment, maybe he missed the train, right?
"Maybe I missed the train. It's not a big deal. Just write a letter to the school and they will get someone to pick you up."
Putting the chocolate frog into his mouth, John looked at Neville.
Neville has been feeling a little depressed since he visited his parents during the holidays.
"Neville, are you okay?"
He asked Neville, who was stunned for a moment and nodded: "I'm okay, John."
"It's okay. There is toffee here, do you want to eat it?"
Putting the toffee into Neville's hand, John thought of Neville's parents, the injuries caused by the curse.
"The Unforgivable Curse."
He thought about how he had used the Cruciatus Curse, and thought it would be better if he used it sparingly.
As he thought about it, John's thoughts drifted to the window.
He saw a black spot approaching, and John froze.
He rubbed his eyes, as if to reconfirm his doubts about what he had seen.
A familiar flying car drove past the Hogwarts train at high speed, and screams came from inside.
"Mr. Wick, you are flying in the wrong direction!"
"It's not that, that's falling!"
John watched helplessly as the flying car fell from before his eyes and disappeared across the bridge where the train passed.
He said to himself: "I seemed to have seen Dad just now."
If he read correctly, there were three people in the flying car just now.
Harry, Ron and their father Watson Wick.
His expression was a little stiff. John didn't expect that his father would be so bold and dare to drive a speeding car.
Does he think this thing is the same thing as a car?
"I can only pray that Harry and Ron can have their bodies intact."
John clasped his hands in prayer, leaving Hermione confused.
What?
Canary Wharf Car God?
I forgot to tell you that there are more boats than cars there.
After glancing at Hermione who was a little restless, John was very considerate and forgot about the scene that just happened.
"Hermione, don't worry, Harry and the others will be fine."
After speaking, John silently added in his mind, probably.
"Thank you John."
Hermione also felt that she was too nervous. Harry and the others weren't so stupid that they wouldn't write to the school...right?
...
Harry and Ron regretted why they had trusted this seemingly reliable adult.
"John, John!"
Ron was so frightened that he called John's name frantically. He felt that only John could save them and make this crazy uncle stop.
Harry had hit his head on the roof of the car for the tenth time. The material of this car was really good, and it was not broken.
Of course, Harry's brain might be broken faster.
Compared to the two of them, Watson is quite excited.
I saw him holding the steering wheel with one hand, and with just a slight movement, the speed of the car reached 200 miles.
"Long live the God of Canary Wharf!"
With a cheer and two weak and helpless screams, they went too far again.
...
The second year is not like entering Hogwarts from the Black Lake as the first year, but a different place.
On the dirt path outside Hogsmeade Station, carriages without horses were waiting in sequence.
At a glance, there are at least a hundred carriages here.
The horseless carriage makes this thing full of weirdness.
"What does this car rely on to pull it?"
Hermione was full of curiosity. She and John were riding in the same carriage.
"It's the Thestral, a magical magical creature."
John stared at the Thestral in front of the carriage, and he thought of this species, which seemed to only be seen after facing death.
"Could it be Quirrell?" John suddenly realized as he remembered that he had watched Quirrell's body taken away by Voldemort.
A carriage can seat four people. After Neville got on the carriage, the blond girl got in before Ernie MacMillan.
"Hi John, long time no see."
Although she tried hard to pretend not to be intentional, Daphne's behavior of snatching the carriage still exposed her purpose.
John smiled and greeted her when he saw her. Although he was in the same house, he had very little communication with other Slytherins.
Apart from Malfoy and the two followers, Daphne was the one who talked the most. Well, she didn't say more than ten sentences in total.
When Hermione saw Daphne, she suddenly felt a sense of natural hostility.
A woman's intuition is so unreasonable, Hermione glared at Daphne.
Daphne flipped her hair proudly, and her blond hair looked like silk in the night sky.
Neville felt that the air seemed to be getting colder. Could it be because it was night?
The inside of the carriage was dark, with a faint smell of musty and straw.
After all the students were on board, a hundred carriages lined up in a row and headed to Hogwarts along the dirt path.
The Thestral carriage was pulling towards Hogwarts. After approaching the main entrance, John saw winged boars on the main entrances on both sides.
Enter the main entrance and drive along the uphill driveway until you reach the stone steps of the oak door at the entrance to Hogwarts Castle.
Students entered the auditorium from here, and soon the first-year students carried by the black ship also entered.
Hermione still didn't see Harry and Ron, and John was also sitting at the Slytherin table, which made her a little uneasy.
Slytherin table.
Malfoy saw that John wanted to sit over, but Daphne took the seat next to John.
"This is my place!"
Malfoy vented his dissatisfaction, Daphne glanced at him, the meaning in her eyes was very clear, go away.
"Ahem, maybe changing the position will give you a better view."
Thinking of Daphne's pure-blood family, which was as old as his own, he swore that he was just being too much of a gentleman.
Malfoy changed direction and sat opposite John. John said to him: "Draco, you have grown taller."
"Really? I also feel like I'm a lot taller. How much taller?"
Speaking of this matter, Malfoy was really happy.
To be honest, his height has never been able to support his aura.
He always felt that if he were as tall as John, he could definitely suppress the annoying Scar-headed Potter.
John stretched out his hand to make a large gesture, then after thinking about it, he shrunk it to the height of two fingers and said, "About this much."
In addition, John is also taller, about two fingers.
But Malfoy was still very happy, and he told John about his great plan for this semester.
"My father promised to donate a batch of Nimbus 2001 to the team. When I become the Seeker, we will definitely be able to beat Potter."
Trench is inhumane.
Malfoy's super double directly turned the Slytherin team into landlords.
What John didn't expect even more was that Malfoy had such a smooth time going through the back door.
"I don't think it's necessary to go through the back door in second grade with your skills."
One thing to say, Malfoy is still quite good at flying. Although he is not as good as Harry, he is still one of the best among other students.
John's words were very helpful to Malfoy, and he felt the same way, but it was a pity that Mr. Malfoy didn't feel the same way.
The sorting started, and John immediately spotted Ginny of the Weasley family. Her red hair was really eye-catching.
Snape didn't know where he went, John probably went to catch Harry and the others.
After all, besides Harry, who else could let Professor Snape do it himself.
John soon knew the answer.
Because Professor Snape walked into the Great Hall with a gloomy face.
"John Wick, follow me."
Malfoy could feel the low pressure of his dean across the length of a table. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What did you do? I have never seen such an angry Professor Snape. What are you doing?" Don’t let us get points deducted.”
John thought for a moment, it seemed like he didn't do anything, he just behaved himself.
"I don't know, I'm leaving first."
Under Daphne's worried gaze, John left the Great Hall.
He was called to Snape's office. There were many bottles and jars in this place. The contents were either valuable potion materials or tissues cut from a certain creature.
John saw his living father here.
Well, he knew where he had offended Professor Snape.
Other people's sons are cheating on their father, but here it is the father who is cheating on his son.
John couldn't help but hold his forehead. Looking at Professor Snape's murderous eyes, he felt that he could still save him.
