MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts

After hitting the wall, Watson looked back depressed and had to watch his son leave. He rubbed the big bump on his head, and then...

Bang!

"oops!"

"Ouch!"

Watson was stunned by the two screams. The two little wizards looked at the impenetrable wall in confusion. They were dumbfounded.

Harry puzzled: "Why can't you get through?"

"I don't know, but we are going to miss the train."

Ron doesn't know, but time waits for no one.

They were extremely anxious. The passage was closed and they could not pass, which also meant that they could not take the train to Hogwarts.

Suddenly, Ron thought of an idea.

"Car, we can drive to Hogwarts!"

He thought about his family's flying car. Harry was still worried, but he thought that the worst would be if he was late and was expelled from Hogwarts.

The two of them did what they said. When they found the Weasley family's flying car and were about to start it, they put a hand on the window.

"Hey, I thought you guys needed help."

Harry and Ron stared blankly at the man wearing a hat who appeared.

Watson Wick showed a confident smile, "Uncle, I am nicknamed the God of Cars at Canary Wharf."

Chapter 51 Canary Wharf Car God and the new semester

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 down 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 ask 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 less.

As he thought about it, John's thoughts drifted to the window.

He saw a black spot approaching, and John was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he was doubting what he saw and reconfirming it.

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 his father to 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.

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 letters to the school...right?

…

Harry and Ron regretted why they should trust this adult who seemed very reliable.

"John, John!"

Ron was so frightened that he called John's name crazily. 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 head might break 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 Car God of Canary Wharf!"

With a cheer and two weak and helpless screams, they went too far again.

…

The second grade is not like the first grade entering Hogwarts from the Black Lake, but a different place.

On the muddy path outside Hogsmeade Station, carriages without horses were waiting in sequence.

At a glance, there are at least a hundred carriages here.

The carriage without horses makes this thing full of weirdness.

"What does this car rely on to pull it?"

Hermione was full of curiosity. She and John were sitting in the same carriage.

"It's the Thestral, a magical magical creature."

John stared at the Thestral in front of the carriage. He thought of this species, which seemed to be something that could only be seen after facing death.

"Could it be Quirrell?" Remembering that he had watched Quirrell's body taken away by Voldemort, John suddenly realized.

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 robbing the carriage still exposed her purpose.

John also smiled and greeted her when he saw her. Although he was in the same house, he had very little communication with other Slytherins.

Except for Malfoy and the two followers, Daphne was the one who talked the most. Well, the total number didn’t exceed ten sentences.

When Hermione saw Daphne, she suddenly felt a feeling of natural hostility.

A woman's intuition is so unreasonable, Hermione glared at Daphne.

And Daphne flipped her hair proudly, her blond hair seemed like silk in the night sky.

Neville felt that the air seemed to be getting colder. Could it be because it was night?

The carriage was dark inside, with a faint smell of musty and straw.

After all the students got on the carriage, a hundred carriages lined up in a row and headed for Hogwarts along the dirt path.

The Thestral carriage was pulling towards Hogwarts. After approaching the main entrance, John saw winged boars on both sides of the main entrance.

Enter the main entrance, drive along the uphill drive, and finally arrive at the stone steps of the oak door at the entrance to Hogwarts Castle.

The 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.

The 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 the view will be better if you change the position."

Thinking of Daphne's pure-blood family as old as his own, he swore that he was just too much of a gentleman.

Malfoy changed direction and sat opposite John. John said to him: "Draco, you have grown taller."

"Really? I think I'm a lot taller too. 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 big gesture, then after thinking about it, he shrunk it to the height of **** and said, "About this much."

In addition, John is also taller, about two fingers.

But Malfoy was still very happy. He also 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."

The trench is inhumane.

Malfoy's super double move directly made the Slytherin team become the landlords.

What John didn't expect even more was that Malfoy was really slippery by going through the back door.

"I don't think it's necessary to go through the back door in the second grade with your skills."

One thing to say is that Malfoy is 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 saw Ginny of the Weasley family at a glance. Her red hair was really eye-catching.

I don’t know where Snape went. John probably went to catch Harry and the others.

After all, besides Harry, who else could let Professor Snape do it himself.

About this answer, John soon knew.

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 lose points.”

John thought for a while, it seemed like he didn't do anything, but he behaved himself.

"I don't know, I'm leaving first."

Under Daphne's worried gaze, John left the auditorium.