I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Watson, frustrated, had no choice but to watch his son leave. He rubbed the big bump on his head, and then...

Bang!

"oops!"

"Ouch!"

The two screams left Watson stunned. The two little wizards looked at the impassable wall in confusion. They were dumbfounded.

Harry was puzzled and asked, "Why can't I get through?"

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

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

They were extremely anxious because the passage was closed and they couldn't pass through, which also meant that they couldn't take the train to Hogwarts.

Suddenly, Ron had an idea.

"Car, we can drive and fly to Hogwarts!"

He thought of his own flying car, and Harry still had some concerns, but then he thought that if he was late and was expelled from Hogwarts, that would be the worst possible outcome.

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

"Hey, I think you guys need help."

Harry and Ron stared blankly at the man in the hat who suddenly appeared.

Watson Wake smiled confidently, "Uncle, I am nicknamed the Canary Wharf Driving God."

Chapter 51: Canary Wharf Car God and the New Semester

The Hogwarts train is running on the track.

"Harry and the others are not on the train."

Hermione searched every carriage but couldn't find Harry and Ron.

John put down the chocolate frog in his mouth after hearing this. He thought for a moment and wondered if he had missed the train.

"Maybe he missed the train. It's no big deal. Just write a letter to the school and they'll send someone to pick him up."

Putting the chocolate frog in his mouth, John looked at Neville.

Neville has been 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 fine, John."

"I'm glad you're okay. Here's some toffee, would you like some?"

Stuffing the toffee into Neville's hands, John thought of Neville's parents, the injuries caused by the curse.

"The Unforgivable Curse."

He thought of the Cruciatus Curse he had used before and felt that it would be better for him to use it less often.

As John thought about it, his thoughts drifted out the window.

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

He rubbed his eyes, as if to reconfirm what he saw.

A familiar flying car was speeding past the Hogwarts train, screams coming from it.

"Mr. Wick, you're flying in the wrong direction!"

"Not that, that's falling!"

John watched the flying car fall from his eyes and disappear through the tunnel bridge where the train passed.

He said to himself, "I seemed to see Dad just now."

If he saw it 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 that he dared to drive a fast car.

Does he think this thing is the same as a car?

"We can only pray that Harry and Ron can have an intact body."

John folded his hands together in prayer, leaving Hermione confused.

what?

Canary Wharf car king?

I forgot to tell you that there are more boats than cars there.

Glancing at the somewhat restless Hermione, John was considerate enough to forget what had just happened.

"Hermione, don't worry, Harry and the others will be fine."

After saying this, John silently added in his heart, probably.

"Thank you John."

Hermione also felt that she was too nervous. Harry and the others wouldn't be so stupid as to not write a letter to the school... right?

...

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

"John, John!"

Ron was so scared that he kept shouting John's name. He felt that only John could save them and make this crazy uncle stop.

This was the tenth time Harry had hit his head on the roof of the car. The material of this car was really good and it didn't break at all.

Of course, Harry's brain might fail even faster.

Compared with the two of them, Watson was extremely excited.

I saw him holding the steering wheel with one hand, and with just a slight movement, the car speed increased to 200 miles per hour.

"Long live the Canary Wharf car god!"

With a cheer and two weak and helpless screams, they drove past again.

...

Unlike the first years, the second years did not enter Hogwarts from the Black Lake, but changed their location.

On the muddy road outside Hogsmeade Station, carriages without horses were lined up waiting.

At a glance, there are at least hundreds of carriages here.

The absence of a horse in a carriage gave the thing a certain weirdness.

"What pulls this car?"

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

"It's a Thestral, a magical creature of wonder."

John stared at the Thestrals in front of the carriage, and he remembered that this species seemed to be something that could only be seen after facing death.

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

A carriage could seat four people. After Neville got on, the blonde girl got on before Ernie Macmillan.

"Hi John, long time no see."

Although she tried hard to pretend that it was not intentional, Daphne's act of stealing the carriage still exposed her purpose.

John also greeted her with a smile when he saw her. Although they were in the same house, he rarely communicated with other Slytherins.

Apart from Malfoy and his two followers, the one who spoke the most was Daphne. Well, it didn't exceed ten sentences in total.

When Hermione saw Daphne, she immediately felt a sense of natural hostility.

Women's intuition is so unreasonable. Hermione glared at Daphne.

And Daphne proudly lifted her hair, and her golden hair looked like silk in the night sky.

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

The inside of the carriage was dark and there was a faint smell of mold and straw.

After all the students were on board, a hundred carriages lined up and headed towards Hogwarts along the muddy road.

The Thestrals pulled the carriage towards Hogwarts. When it approached the main gate, John saw winged boars on both sides of the main gate.

Enter the main entrance, follow the uphill driveway, and finally arrive at the stone steps of the oak gate at the entrance of Hogwarts Castle.

The students entered the auditorium from here, and soon after, the first-year students on the black ships also entered.

Hermione still didn't see Harry and Ron, and she felt a little uneasy that John was sitting at the Slytherin table.

Slytherin table.

Malfoy saw John and wanted to sit over there, but Daphne directly grabbed the seat next to John.

"This is my place!"

Malfoy expressed his dissatisfaction. Daphne glanced at him and the meaning in her eyes was very clear: get away from me.

"Ahem, maybe changing position will give me a better view."

Thinking of Daphne's pure-blood family, which was as ancient as his own, he swore that he was just too gentlemanly.

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

"Really? I also think I'm a lot taller. How much taller?"

Malfoy was really happy when he talked about this.

To be honest, his height has never been able to support his aura.

He always felt that if he had the same height as John, he would definitely be able to suppress the annoying Scarhead Potter.

John stretched out his hand and gestured a long way, thought about it and then shrunk it to the height of two fingers, and said, "About this much."

By the way, John is also taller, about two fingers taller.

But Malfoy was still very happy, and he told John about his great plans for this semester.

"My father promised to donate a batch of Nimbus 2001 to the team. When I become a seeker, we will definitely be able to suppress Potter."

Trench is inhumane.

Malfoy's super doubling directly allowed the Slytherin team to turn the tables and become the host.

What John didn't expect was that Malfoy was really good at using the back door.

"I don't think it's necessary to take a backdoor in your sophomore year with your skills."

To be honest, Malfoy's flying skill was pretty good. Although not as good as Harry's, he was still one of the best among other students.

Malfoy was very pleased with John's words and he felt the same way, but unfortunately Mr. Malfoy did not think so.

The sorting began, and John saw Ginny from the Weasley family at first sight. Her red hair was so eye-catching.

No one knew where Snape had gone. John probably went to capture Harry and the others.

After all, apart from Harry, who else could make Professor Snape do it himself?

John soon found out the answer.

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 at the moment even across the length of the table. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What did you do? I have never seen Professor Snape so angry. Please don't let us lose points."

John thought about it and felt that he didn't do anything and he was a well-behaved person.

"I don't know. I'm leaving now."

John left the Great Hall as Daphne looked on worriedly.