All things are three at Hogwarts

"Don't worry, Hermione. Harry has an owl. They can send letters to Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Weasley... there will always be a way to get help." Although Allen knew Harry and the others' choices ——He arrived at Hogwarts in a flying car, but when faced with the little witch in front of him who was worried about his friend, he still chose to comfort her with gentle words.

"You're right, they must be able to think of such a simple method." Hermione pulled out the straw that she was stirring conscientiously and took a big sip of ice-cold pumpkin juice. Instantly, a cold and exciting feeling rushed to the top of my head. Hermione put down the cup, held her head with both hands, and then pinched the bridge of her nose with one hand. "It's too cold, I did something stupid!"

Hermione's features crinkled together, looking so funny that Alan couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of "dang-dang-dang-dang" tapping on the glass. Allen and Hermione turned their heads together, and saw Benny vibrating his wings outside the train window, following the train closely, and hitting it from time to time. on the glass to get Alan's attention.

Allen immediately stood up and opened the window. Benny - Allen's owl - flew into the car, threw a roll-shaped thing in front of Allen, and then stopped on the back of the chair to comb his hair. feather.

"What a beautiful little thing!" Allen smiled and shook his head, looking helpless and doting on Benny. He picked up the scroll that Benny handed him, and the five characters "Daily Prophet" came into Alan's eyes. Allen handed the newspaper to Hermione, "Maybe you can read the newspaper first, and I'll get some food and water for Benny. Chasing the Hogwarts Express is not an easy task."

"The train is about to arrive at the station, do you want to get out?" Hermione asked Allen in disbelief.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon and won't delay packing my luggage!" Allen waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Much more considerate than Harry and Ron, don't you just want to give me time to change my dress!" Hermione was keenly aware of Alan's true intention.

Allen found the salesperson on the train, bought some bread and corn, asked for a cup, got some water, and then returned to the carriage with the food.

"Dong dong dong," Allen knocked on the door politely. After getting Hermione's permission, he entered the carriage. Hermione had already changed into Gryffindor robes and put on a pointed Hogwarts wizard hat.

When Allen sat back in the chair, he discovered that Hermione's face was pale, her expression was frightened, and she was clutching the "Daily Prophet" tightly with both hands.

"What happened?" Allen didn't understand. He guessed that after leaving for a while, why did Hermione look like she had been struck by lightning?

"Harry, Harry and Ron, they secretly drove away Mr. Weasley's car! They actually, dared to drive a flying car to Hogwarts!" Hermione's anger was obvious.

Alan was very surprised. How did Hermione know so quickly? Glancing at the newspaper in Hermione's hand, Alan understood everything in an instant. He took the newspaper in his hand and saw the bold black headline at a glance: "Ford Anglia can fly, Muggles are shocked." Alan browsed quickly, "Two Muggles in London are convinced they saw When an old car flew past the Post Office Building... Norfolk, Mrs. Hetty Bayliss was drying her laundry... Mr. Angus Fleet of Peebles reported to the police..."

"The efficiency of the Daily Prophet is really fast." Allen shook his head. He was able to collect intelligence and report on what happened that day so quickly.

"There are six or seven Muggles in total! They spread the word, and they don't know how many staff the Ministry of Magic will send out, and how many forgetting spells will be cast to erase the memories of Muggles! Harry and the others are in big trouble! The worst thing is Ron's The father, Mr. Arthur Weasley, works in the Office for the Prevention of Misuse of Muggle Articles, but his own son..." Hermione couldn't continue. She felt that Harry and Ron had definitely gotten into big trouble!

"It doesn't say who drove the car, how can you confirm that it was Harry and Ron?" Alan was surprised by Hermione's keenness and intelligence and couldn't help but ask.

"Ron, he wrote to me about driving to your house to pick up Harry. Of course I know they have a flying car. I'm afraid not many families can own such a magical car! Furthermore, if It was Mr. Weasley who was driving, how could it be discovered by Muggles? Even if the twin brothers George and Fred were driving, there would be no oversight. And then think about how Harry and Ron did not catch the Hogwarts Express , it’s obvious who the culprit of this matter is!” Hermione rattled off her reasons, and Allen praised Hermione in his heart, and couldn’t help but look at this little witch with admiration.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train and we will take you to school." This voice echoed on the train. Allen quickly asked Hermione to tear the bread into pieces and feed it to Benny. As for the water, when Allen put the food away, the clever Benny flew over and drank it himself.

Hermione immediately picked up the plate and walked to the train corridor knowingly. Soon, she heard Allen calling her to come back. Of course it’s fast! Allen only had to think, and the clothes on his body automatically turned into wizard robes. He also deliberately postponed it for a while to appear normal.

The train slowed down and finally stopped. Passengers pushed and shoved, rushing towards the door and down to a small, dark platform. Following the flow of people, Hermione followed Allen absentmindedly and got on the carriage that seemed to be driving automatically until she entered the brilliant auditorium. Fang said goodbye to Allen and went to the long table belonging to Gryffindor.

Countless candles stopped in mid-air, illuminating four long tables filled with people, making the golden plates and goblets sparkle. The stars were shining brightly on the ceiling, which was enchanted to always reflect the sky outside.

It wasn't until Edward came to Allen in a daze and greeted Allen that Allen came back to his senses.