Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"We should be approaching the Neon Kingdom soon." Sirius explained, "When you see the light, we will have docked, but the destination is not there... How should I put it, this kind of thing should be left to magic. Someone can explain?"

"What?" The little wizards were a little confused. Is there anyone from the magic institute in the car?

Sirius showed a mischievous smile, "You will know when the time comes."

Naturally, the little wizards were unwilling to let him go, and began to ask questions. After a while, Sirius could no longer resist, and left their carriage in a panic.

"Damn it, he ran away." Fred shouted dissatisfied, "We haven't asked anything yet."

George also looked frustrated, "He was completely run away."

Robert suspected that the two of them did it on purpose, but unfortunately there was no evidence.

Just as the little wizards were teasing each other, Sirius had already arrived in the cab.

"How long until we reach the shore?" Sirius asked, "We can't let the children spend the night in the car, right?"

"Well..." York smacked his lips, "Actually, I think it's okay for us to sleep in the car. You see, the children are supposed to go to bed at nine o'clock."

"So, we won't be there before nine o'clock?" Sirius' mouth twitched, "I told them we were almost there."

York looked at him doubtfully, "Are you kidding? Do you know how long we stopped in Gaul? We wasted more than two hours. What on earth gave you the illusion that we were almost at Neon. "

Sirius covered his face, "I think Muggle planes are probably faster than your trains, York."

"That's for sure." York looked at Sirius curiously, "What gave you the illusion that my train is very fast?"

Sirius stared, "Hey, aren't you an express? Doesn't this tell others that you are driving very fast?"

York also stared blankly, "That's the name of this car, okay? Its name is the Hogwarts Express, which doesn't mean it's very fast! It's just that the name of this car, I mean, for example, if you give Give your cat, toad, or mouse a nickname, and it must shock people’s hearts, right?”

"Okay, shocking." Sirius was helpless, "Give me an accurate estimate of how long it will take us to arrive."

York gave a thumbs up, "Trust me, have a good sleep. When the first ray of the sun shines into the bedroom, we will be there."

Sirius was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help shouting, "Fuck you! York! There is no window in my room!"

York coughed twice to show his embarrassment, and then whispered, "Well, don't be like this. Am I trying to adjust the atmosphere? Look, you are going to get angry again. When you get older, you need to be calm and cultivate yourself. Otherwise, even your wife You can't even get it... I asked you why you don't have a wife at your age. Could it be..."

He looked at Sirius with a suspicious look, "I remember that you never had an affair with anyone when you were in school, and you were always following James around..."

"F*ck!" Sirius was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Shut up! You bastard! I'm talking about my girlfriend! If Avril finds out... No, wait, why are you doing this to me? Interested in this kind of thing!"

"How should I put it? Although I feel like something bad will happen if I say it, but..." York raised his head triumphantly and said in a show-off manner, "After this trip is over, I will go back to my hometown to get married, so , you know, remember to come over and have a drink."

"This journey?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, "I'm going to stay in Neon for a long time, at least a year, okay?"

York shrugged, "You don't know? I applied to travel with you."

"Eh?" Sirius' eyes widened, "How come I don't know about this kind of thing? No one seems to have told me!"

"Oh, I just wrote a letter and sent it out." York pointed to his desk, which still had parchment and ink on it, and the ink on the quill was still wet. "Probably tomorrow, the Ministry of Magic will receive it from me. Letter."

"Don't make trouble, York, be serious." Sirius said seriously, "We are here to trouble Voldemort this time. This matter has nothing to do with you. You are just a train driver."

"Aha, of course I'm just a train driver, otherwise what do you think I do?" York said matter-of-factly, "If the train driver can't take all his passengers back, then what's the point of driving this car? "

"Huh?" Sirius looked strange, "Isn't this a one-way car?"

York's expression became even more exaggerated, "Are you stupid? Didn't you notice that what I issued this time is a round-trip ticket! I want to take all of you back!"

Sirius' eyes widened, "Hey, this is impossible! How could anyone agree to you issuing a round-trip ticket!"

York said nonchalantly, "They are busy with other things right now. How can they have time to care about what kind of tickets I, a little train conductor, are selling? By the way, when you bought the tickets, didn't you feel that this year's fares were much more expensive? ?!”

Sirius looked blank, "I thought that was the normal price for the transoceanic route."

"..." York looked at him for a while, then spat viciously, "The evil pure-blood family."

Sirius responded with an innocent expression, "You are a pureblood too."

York's expression was distorted, "You're just here to cause trouble, right?"

"Okay, buddy, I'm joking with you, but I'm serious about this." Sirius patted his shoulder and suggested seriously, "After we get off the bus, you can go back to the country. Do you understand? After we have defeated Voldemort and announced it to the world, and you come to pick us up, that will be your highlight moment."

"Think about it, the eyes of mysterious people all over the world will be focused on the neon lights. When the time comes, the Hogwarts Express will descend from the sky... That will be a great opportunity to advertise your train for free!" He patted it again. His shoulders, "One of a kind opportunity!"

"Oh, what you said seems to make sense." York seemed to be convinced by him, but then his expression changed, "But why should I listen to you."

Sirius' expression was stiff, "Well, aren't you going home to get married?"

"Oh, if I can go back alive, then I'll get married." Yorke explained with a blank look, "If I can't go back alive, I won't get married."

Sirius was stunned.

"Don't underestimate the determination of the conductor!" York straightened his conductor's hat. "It is of course our mission to deliver guests to their destinations, but it is also our responsibility to bring everyone home!"