Hogwarts Melon Eater

The pattering rain hitting the windshield made an annoying sound, especially when the atmosphere in the car was awkward, this sound was amplified infinitely, making Anna, who was trying to escape social interaction through sleep, not relax her brows. Pass.

Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window. The dark clouds covered the sky, and in the far distance were the continuous low mountains that covered the clouds to prevent them from falling. A little closer, A railway in disrepair runs across the east and west. Its busyness in the early years has completely overdrawn itself. Now it can no longer be used, and people have long forgotten its benefits. Fortunately, the high cost of manual demolition allows it to remain in its original state. land.

The farmer's pasture covered this abandoned railway long ago, and now a few lazy sheep are slowly eating the tender grass beside the track. None of the sheep care about the heavy rain, or they just see through the bad weather in Britain. Go back to hide from the rain when it rains, and one day you will starve to death in the green grass.

There was a sudden sound of brakes, and the car stopped, "Dididi—" White honked the horn a few times, trying to drive away the sheep that ran into the driveway for the show.

"Hey, I'm sorry Anna, did I wake you up?" He noticed that Anna, who had been sleeping since getting in the car, was finally awake at this moment, and her beautiful green eyes were staring at the naughty fat hair without blinking. Sheep, with eyes sharp enough to peel off the skin and pierce into the meat, oh, maybe that's what she thought.

"It's okay, I woke up too, Mr. White, where are we now?"

White took out an old Baba map, "Wait a minute..." He seemed very unaccustomed to looking at this new map, frowning for a long time, during which the lazy sheep walked forward at least a hundred meters, Finally, he slapped his forehead, and then hurriedly turned the map around, "I said something is wrong..."

"We passed a pasture... oh! Here it is! Well... and then... from here..." White touched his head, "I think if there are no accidents, we will get there in about an hour, as long as we go through You should be able to see the town from this forest."

Anna glanced at the endless woods where the potholed dirt road extended into. The car continued to drive, and the light in the woods became darker. The dense leaves were beaten by the rain and kept screaming. I didn't dare to look around at the fast-moving trees outside, for fear that my eyesight would become too good suddenly, and I would see something that I shouldn't see in those dark corners, such as a murderer with a chainsaw in his hand, his face full of blood. A grinning barefoot savage, or a life-threatening ghost with disheveled hair.

It's strange to say that I already have magic, and it's not like I haven't seen ghosts before. Strange things are almost normal, and I'm still afraid of these strange powers.

White was also very nervous. He kept his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, and he had two cigarettes pinned to his ears, and he never found a chance to smoke.

He's not afraid of those weird things, what he's afraid of is that some wild animal suddenly jumps out in front of the road, that would be terrible, after all, he has only started driving this car for less than two months, even with the previous piecemeal driving The driving experience of the flying motorcycle is not enough to be a veteran driver, so there is no way to deal with these emergencies.

Recalling Lupine's very stern warning after hearing he'd used the Confusion Charm to get a driver's license, "Listen, Sirius, don't think this thing is as easy to fool as your flying bike—"

"If a Muggle car hits you head-on at a speed of forty miles, it is equivalent to casting a Levitation Charm on you to make you float five or six meters and then fall hard. You almost went to see Merlin, luck Well, for the remaining half of the year, you will suffer from Cruciatus every day."

"If it's seventy miles, it's equivalent to sending Avada Kedavra straight in your face—let's put it this way, even if a serious giant is hit by a car, it has to be sent to St. You can barely survive if you go!"

"Okay, I won't use you as an example. I just want to say that driving is not a trivial matter. If you hit someone, whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, it is a very serious matter. There are countless families behind it... "

"Be careful!" Anna's scream interrupted White's recollection, "Deer!" Her voice really trembled a little.

A savage and stupid deer seemed to have lost its way in the rain and fog, and couldn't smell the familiar smell. It panicked and rushed out towards the open place. After a few jumps, it came to the main road and happened to meet White. This icy human civilization creation.

White's nerves were tense all the time. When he saw the deer, he first thought of St. Mungo's, and then stepped on the brakes. Unfortunately, the dirt road was wet and slippery, and he braked a little to control a big iron lump Moving forward was like a dream. In a panic, White released the brake and accidentally stepped on the accelerator. Those who didn't know thought he had a grudge against the deer.

Anna almost prayed to Merlin.

It was really just a little bit of a collision. Under the crisis, White just relied on his courage to inspire his natural driving skills. He flicked the steering wheel, and at the cost of the right rearview mirror hitting a tree, he forced the car to rub The deer's tail barely passed, and then the car's **** performed a **** drift, and kissed the old tree with a "bang", countless branches and leaves fell on the roof of the car, screaming and complaining.

There was still the noise of the rain outside the car, but the sound of heartbeat and breathing could only be heard inside the car for a while. Anna was holding the wand in her right hand and the seat belt in her left hand, with a look of shock on her face, and White was not much better. , his magic wand came into his hand at some point, and he was panting heavily while pulling the steering wheel.

By the time both of them noticed that the other had taken out their wands, it was already two minutes later.

Although Anna had the idea of ​​pretending to be confused, but at this time, she pretended not to see it, so she couldn't justify it, so she said, "Mr. White, I didn't expect you to be a wizard! Huh—just now, just now was too dangerous! "

"Uh! Indeed... sorry, I'm really sorry Anna, I'm actually not very familiar with these Muggle cars running on the ground," White confessed, and told Anna very sincerely that he was not good at driving, and at the same time he was a little flustered, "I was also surprised You are also a wizard, heck, anyway, the issue of my status as a wizard is not intentionally concealed... I just haven't found the right time yet..."

This is really not the right time.

Anna was a little annoyed, and she had to ask these slippery wizards before getting in the car next time if their driver's licenses were all fooled by spells, but at this time she still maintained her demeanor, and said a few words like Hermione:

"Mr. White, it's not your fault that stupid **** deer came out at this time, and the road is so poorly built, I don't think we should blame you, but you are a wizard. Say it early and we can avoid a lot of unnecessary crises."

"If you had pulled out your wand earlier, maybe the deer would have disappeared from our sight in an instant, and then appeared somewhere else, and your car would not have suffered the same disaster."

"If you'd identified yourself as a wizard sooner, I wouldn't have to act like a panicked Muggle because of the Statute of Secrecy, at least I'd be able to use the Levitation Charm—"

There are several inaccuracies in Anna's words. First, she did not pretend to be panicked. She was indeed frightened. Secondly, she knew White's identity as a wizard, and even the wand in White's hand was used by her before. Yes, finally, regarding the law of secrecy, to some extent, Anna actually didn't want to take care of it at all.

Listening to a little girl's serious analysis, White was somewhat discouraged, "You're right, I really didn't think about it that much, sorry," he really knew what the most effective words were in front of women.

Fortunately, the car can still be used, and the two don't have to accept the baptism of rain in embarrassment. It's just that White seems to have a little more fear and awe about driving.

After many twists and turns, the car finally broke out of the woods, and the re-opened view was refreshing even if it was not so green, and an industrialized town appeared in front of us.

The dirt road turned into a masonry road at some point, and the gate frame made of black steel bars held a wooden sign to invite potential visitors, "Cocoworth Town", although the greasy black stains on it looked Outsiders are not very welcome.

White covered his nose, because as soon as the car passed the gate, a pungent stench came in from the window and hit his head. The smell of thick motor oil mixed with the smell of damp and worrying carbon made his nose Sensitive wizards are uncomfortable.

After taking the wet tissue from Anna, he sighed a little: "I don't know how the people living here endure this."

How can I bear it? A rebellious rich boy from a wealthy magical world would not understand even if he had been to Azkaban.

Ana spotted the prying eyes cast from the battered brick windows, a ragged kid sniffing and pointing at the never-before-seen car.

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"Who are they?" The little bald head leaned against the window and whispered into the room, "I've never seen such a beautiful car, how did it crash, I really don't know how to cherish it."

"It's nothing to do with you, Clara," the red-haired girl who was busy combing her hair in the mirror answered her, "There are countless cars in the world, maybe you can get one of them someday, but this one has nothing to do with you, Oh, it doesn't matter what the next one is."

"My God!" Clara turned and stomped her feet. "You're so boring! Zoe!"

Angrily, she snatched the comb from Zooey's hand and slapped it **** the dilapidated wooden table, but she startled herself with a bang, and Clara deliberately raised her voice to cover up her emptiness, "You obviously have a lot of combs. time!"

"But I'm always doing boring things..." Clara's voice suddenly dropped, and she could see that she was very conflicted, because she lowered her head and remained silent for a while, then picked up the poor comb and handed it to the red-haired girl.

"I'm sorry Zoe, I'm sorry."

Zooey took the comb, didn't say anything, touched Clara's bald head, and then quickly put on the hood that exposed her eyes and mouth on the wooden table.

According to common sense, most of the people who wear this kind of headgear are thieves, robbers, bank robbers, and of course there is a very small possibility of poor patients with severe burns.

Clara just watched Zoe tuck the last bit of red hair into the hood. As the redness disappeared, Clara felt flustered, and always felt that something was going to happen. She grabbed Zoe's clothes corner.

"No, can you stay today? It's raining outside, it's... it's not good for your work..." She racked her brains, "It will leave footprints, and the police will find you! You are an adult, and you will enter Prison! Oh! Yes, it's Azkaban! You said you were afraid of being caught!"

Zoe stood up and sighed. She didn't want to do these sneaky jobs, but when she was reselling potions in Diagon Alley, Voldemort just happened to go crazy. The Dark Demon symbol in the sky is simply overwhelming the poor. At the last straw, her potion goods were crushed mercilessly by the frantically fleeing crowd, which made a family that was not wealthy even worse.

They had no money to pay for the damaged potions, even if they were of poor quality, so she never went to Diagon Alley after that.

"I'm a Squib, people without magic will not be caught in Azkaban."

She touched Clara's bald head and didn't mean to stay, just said, "Clara, if I don't come back, you must go to Mrs. Harriman's house, you know how to go to her house, turn the corner, and cross the river ..."

"I won't go!" Clara yelled angrily. She was very angry and wronged. Tears flowed down suddenly, followed by nosebleeds. She wiped them carelessly, "You don't want to leave I!"

It wasn't once or twice that she broke down emotionally, and Zooey picked up a tissue and gently dealt with the blood on Clara's face.

"Why are we going through this?" Clara was still crying. "We didn't do anything wrong, so why can't God be nice to us, just a little!"

"Calm down, Clara," Zooey grabbed Clara's shoulders and looked into her eyes, "do you remember what mom said?"

Clara stopped talking and sobbed softly with her head bowed.

"I'm leaving," Zooey walked to the door, looked back, and added, "I won't leave you."

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The iron and steel factory is built beside the winding sewage river, and the environmental protection public service billboard stands on the embankment less than three meters away from the river. Behind it are the sewage pipes from the factory, and several smoking pipes. Thin chimney.

"Where is your professor's house?" White lowered the car window, looking at everything around him curiously, focusing on the middle-aged men who walked by carrying boxes. They looked very strong and strong. , but the haggardness couldn't be concealed on his face, "This place is really...unusual," he shook his head and sighed.

"Towards that big chimney," Anna looked towards the abandoned mill at the end of a certain street, "That street should be Spider's End Alley, maybe we have to ask someone..."

Before Anna finished speaking, White had already actively lowered the car window to greet the workers who had just passed by, "Gentlemen! Hey! How to get to Spider's End Lane?"

If it was Anna, she would definitely not choose to ask these guys who seem to be a bit grumpy as they walk around in a hurry.

"Walk on your feet—you idiot," one of the men laughed. They didn't pay attention to White's words, let alone help.

"I can pay!" White pulled out a Muggle note.

Before Anna could stop him, White had already spoken out. He was a straightforward person, and he always spoke very quickly and straightforwardly. Sometimes he didn't know whether the words came out of his head or not. Not too big a disadvantage, but it will cause a lot of trouble.

"Oh, you can pay, can't you?" The smiles of the workers subsided, and they walked towards the car, menacing, their muscles tensed, as if only one person could make the car full of Thomas. spin.

"Hello, sir!" Anna poked her head out, showing a lovely smile, "Do you know where Spider's End is? We've lost our way, and we've been wandering here for a while, and we're almost running out of gasoline."

The appearance of Anna solved a crisis. Fortunately, one of the workers also had a cute and well-behaved daughter at home. "Go straight this way," the man showed a gentle smile, and he suddenly became simple and kind. Get up, "Little lady, I didn't see you just now, I hope you are having fun here."

"Thank you," Anna sat back and signaled White to drive away quickly, because she saw the worker who had just turned away and walked back.

"You have to learn politeness from your daughter," the man took the money held in White's hand, and then pointed in another direction, "When the car is out of gas, remember to turn the corner and go straight ahead for a gas stand."

"...Thank you," White nodded, the man turned and left, and the car fell into silence again.

"Although the clothes are a bit dirty, they are not house elves..." Anna said.

"Oh! No, that's not what I mean! I just don't quite know how to get along with Muggles..." White frowned, "And I don't have any particular opinion about house-elves, er, I mean er... I used to Think of him as part of our family, well... now."

"Do you have house-elves?"

"Yes, his name is Kreacher, he has a bad temper, and there is something wrong with his head," White thought of Kreacher, causing a headache, "always talking wildly...I didn't like him very much before."

"It doesn't sound like he likes you very much either."

"We hate each other," White concludes, after a pause. "Well, he does some good things sometimes, but very little, yes."

White drove the car towards Spider's End, approaching the tall chimney little by little.

"I failed your test, did I?"

"Huh? What test?" Anna looked at White.

"I don't know, maybe you are observing whether I am suitable for Lianna," White sighed, "I feel that I may not be good at driving, socializing, and dealing with house elves... Oh, and Not enough of the Muggle world understands that."

Wow, my intuition is quite accurate, Anna nodded subconsciously, and she was still denying, "I think you are thinking too much, you are a good person, Bu...cough, Mr. White."

"The test isn't over yet, right? Before I send you home," Anna swore that she could see the fighting spirit in White's eyes sparkling. "I hope that this time together will change your opinion of me."

White didn't completely treat Anna as a child, at least he had an equal attitude when he raised his hopes, so Anna raised her eyebrows, "Mr. White, are you going to help us finish after-school activities?"

"Of course, I'm good at cleaning magic, I know how to deal with dust, black magic props thrown around, and how to deal with flying vixen - if this professor also has an umbrella made of a giant's leg at home rack, then I happen to know how to take care of it, this can be regarded as an exclusive cleaning secret..."

"Sounds great," Anna nodded, "you are welcome to work with us," if you have no regrets after seeing Snape ~www.NovelMTL.com~ I think we are here," Anna pointed to the station Twins in front of a house, their Quidditch team shirts out of place with their surroundings.

"We've been looking for a bunch of identical houses for a long time!" Fred rushed over and complained to Anna, "Can you believe it? This street is exactly the same as the street in front of it, and the one in front of it! "

"Even the blown bulbs of the street lamps are in the same place, to be exaggerated, we even think the cobblestone arrangement is a copy and paste!" George added, "Although we would like to take you to explore, there is obviously a more curious question."

"Who is this?" The two looked at Mr. White at the same time.

"Mr. Suris White," Anna introduced, "a wizard friend who is also my mother's business partner."

White smiled and nodded at them.

The twins reached out to him at the same time, and White could only hold one in each hand with a wry smile, shaking up and down, and both sides greeted politely.

George looked White up and down and concluded, "Excellent business partner, you must be rich, sir."

Fred added, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have graduated from Gryffindor," he pointed to White's lion brooch, "nice decoration, but..."

"Professor Snape won't like it," they both shrugged.

When White heard the name, his heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, "Yes, it's Snape, professor? Severus Snape—is he still at Hogwarts?" White felt uncomfortable. Understanding and doubts, of course, more shock at the next visit.

"Oh, indeed, we're also quite puzzled about one point," Fred nodded, rubbing his chin.