Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.
Chapter 155 You just drive, Dad will figure it out
Chapter 155 You just drive, Dad will figure it out
"boom!"
As Ron stepped on the accelerator, a loud bang was heard.
The car's hood flew straight into the air and fell to the ground with a bang.
The body of the Ford Anglia sedan shook violently twice and then stalled.
"..."
This scene left everyone stunned.
"This is really embarrassing..."
Hermione muttered, then quickly fell silent.
She is not really good at speaking, but she looks pretty good compared to Sherlock's dominance.
Harry couldn't help but glance at Sherlock, wondering when did his good buddy secretly learn divination?
Could it be that the "but" he just said was followed by something like this?
Even if you don't know how to drive, you can see that Ron has messed up this time.
Mr. Holmes and Mr. Granger looked at each other in silence.
This guy... doesn't seem to be very smart?
Ron himself fell into a state of doubt about his life.
who I am? where am I? what happened?
Everything has been arranged clearly, why did this happen?
At this moment, a strong hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
Ron turned his head to the left woodenly, and saw his old father looking at him with a smile on his face. He said firmly in an unquestionable tone:
"You just drive, and Dad will figure it out."
After saying this, he got out of the car and started checking without waiting for Ron's consent.
Mr. Holmes and Mr. Granger looked at each other and then went down to help.
The three of them gathered in front of the car and observed it for a while. Mr. Granger frowned and said, "It seems the engine is broken..."
"Well, it certainly looks like a piece of scrap," agreed Mr. Holmes.
The two couldn't help but look at each other again.
If it were in the Muggle world, if a car's engine died, it would take at least several days to restore it to its original state.
But now there is no village in front and no shop behind...
"Don't worry, you two!"
"Do you have any idea?"
Seeing Mr. Weasley's confident look, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Granger both looked surprised.
"give it to me!"
He said so, and he did so.
Mr. Holmes and Mr. Granger had no idea what Mr. Weasley was doing.
The two of them saw him take out his wand and tap on the car, muttering something like "restore to new" and "clean as new".
Ron and his three friends did not get off the car because they knew that even if they did, it would not be of any use.
"Ron, don't worry, the three uncles will definitely be able to fix it!"
"Harry is right. If it were in the Muggle world, it might be difficult, but don't forget that this is the wizarding world—look, your father has already started using spells."
The two of them chatted there, comforting Ron who was still in a state of doubt about his life.
Sherlock was calm and said nothing.
Harry originally wanted to ask Sherlock to give some advice, but when he thought of his good friend's style, he immediately suppressed this plan.
It would have been better if he didn't say anything. If he did, Ron might have been in an even worse mood than he already was.
Just like that, after staying in the same place for half an hour, the car returned to the state it was in before Ron made a fool of himself thanks to the efforts of Mr. Weasley.
"Amazing!"
"It's incredible!"
Watching the car start up again, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Granger felt more and more the wonder of the magical world.
You know, the engine is scrapped!
If the same problem happened in the Muggle world, it would take at least several days to fix it.
But Mr. Weasley cast a spell and solved the problem within half an hour.
Magic is so amazing!
The car has been repaired, and with the encouragement of his friends, Ron has regained his confidence.
He was indeed quite capable after all. When he calmed down and stopped trying to show off his skills, he finally restarted the car.
With the experience from last time, Ron was much more skilled this time.
He drove slowly and carefully and soon returned to normal.
This made everyone else in the car breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they were just afraid that Ron would score twice or even three times.
If they go through this a few more times, even if the car can bear it, they won’t be able to.
Although Devon and Godric's Hollow are both in southwest England, there is still nearly 100 miles between them.
Fortunately, although the Weasley family's car looks old, it is actually a treasure inside.
It's not slow at all when running.
When the car drives on the winding road, it looks like a nimble blue beetle shuttling through the green fields.
Ron held the steering wheel steadily, his eyes focused, and a steady smile on his lips.
After getting into the mood, he was able to occasionally chat with his father, who was also relieved.
Hermione, who was sitting in the back row, did not fall asleep again this time.
She stared curiously at the receding scenery outside the window. The breeze gently ruffled her fluffy brown curly hair, and her whole body exuded a youthful aura.
Mr. Granger, who was watching this scene, nodded secretly and felt relieved.
My daughter has grown up!
But the next moment, his brows furrowed.
Hermione withdrew her gaze and asked curiously to the person next to her:
"Sherlock, can you drive?"
At this moment, Sherlock's fingers were tapping on his knees, and his eyes were shining with curiosity and thought.
Hearing Hermione's question, he said calmly, "Yes, but only a little bit."
Hermione said "Oh" without thinking too much, and then asked, "What do you think we can see in the Potter family's old house?" "Harry's grandpa and grandma, and a piece of wreckage."
"His grandparents have already..."
Hermione was startled at first, but then she realized, "Oh, so you're talking about their portraits..."
But it always felt a bit weird to hear Sherlock put Harry's grandparents together with the wreckage.
Harry himself didn't think there was anything wrong.
Ever since he saw his family's appearance in the Mirror of Erised last year, Harry had engraved their appearance deep in his mind, although he didn't say it.
Now that he can finally reunite with his grandparents, he feels extremely excited.
For him, compared to the unrequited love like the Mirror of Erised, magical portraiture, a form of mutual communication, is obviously more joyful.
Seeing the three children chatting happily, Mr. Holmes smiled like a father.
Mr. Granger, however, always felt something was wrong.
As for the reason, it’s okay not to say it.
Compared to the subtle atmosphere in the back row, the father-son game in the front row was much more cheerful.
Ron gripped the steering wheel tightly: "Dad! Don't just play around, help me watch the road!"
"It's okay, I'm watching!"
Seeing that Ron was already able to drive skillfully, Mr. Weasley was relieved and excitedly turned on the car radio:
“Finally, I get a chance to really study this car!
Hey, look at this knob—a Muggle metal box can actually capture sound waves? It's amazing!"
Ron was speechless at the sight of his father.
He suddenly remembered a sentence.
Dad is the most reliable when there is danger, and the most dangerous when there is no danger.
While he was thinking, Mr. Weasley did something he had never expected - he suddenly pressed a small silver button on the dashboard.
The moment they pressed the button, their car disappeared, along with everyone in it.
"Oh my God! Dad, what have you done!"
Ron suddenly realized that the car had left the ground and had risen several feet in the blink of an eye.
He barely managed to keep the car steady.
When he reacted, he found that the car was floating in the vast wilderness.
"After all, we wasted some time just now."
Compared to the somewhat panicked Ron, Mr. Weasley seemed particularly excited.
He turned his head and found that he could no longer see the passengers in the back seat, which made him even happier:
"Ha, it worked! This is the invisible booster I told you about yesterday.
With just a light click, it can send us into the sky and then we fly above the clouds.
No one can find us at all!
How about it, isn’t it magical?
No one answered him.
The five people sitting in the back row were all checking their own conditions at this time.
Sherlock looked up and down, left and right, and found that the car and all the passengers in it were now invisible.
He was no stranger to this, having experienced it when Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak.
I have to say that Mr. Weasley is indeed a man with ideas.
He was actually able to apply the invisibility spell to an entire car, and the key point was that it worked.
The other four were also extremely surprised.
Although they are invisible, their five senses are still there.
This feeling is even more amazing!
It’s really Need for Speed!
Although the surrounding terrain is open, cars still have to drive along the road.
In this case, it is impossible for it to always go in a straight line, and it is inevitable to turn and go up and down hills.
But it’s different when flying in the air.
As long as you can confirm the direction, you can fly directly to your destination.
After all, anyone with even a little math knowledge knows that:
Between two points, the line segment is the shortest.
In this way, even if the original speed is maintained, the time consumed will be reduced.
Not to mention that their speed is now even faster than on the ground.
Compared to the ground, this place is completely another world.
The wheels flew over the soft sea of clouds, and under the dazzling white sun, the sky was bright blue and boundless.
"Oh, this is almost like an airplane!"
Finally, Mr. Holmes was the first to come to his senses and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"There's a difference. An airplane goes much faster than this—but this is a flying car!"
Mr. Granger's voice was equally filled with excitement.
At this moment, Sherlock suddenly felt a pair of small hands holding his arms tightly.
He was stunned at first, then he reacted.
It's Hermione!
He frowned slightly, and then he understood what had happened.
Now this height has long exceeded Hermione's tolerance.
Judging from her constantly shaking hands, I'm afraid her fear of heights has come back again.
Sherlock frowned and spoke directly:
"red……"
However, he only uttered one syllable before his mouth was blocked.
This made Sherlock extremely confused.
Even if you don't want to speak, there's no need to use this method, right?
(End of this chapter)
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