Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

So, everyone can see it.

Sitting in the driver's seat...

It's a child!

then……

The police are here...

"Vehicle in front, stop immediately!"

"Pull over! Turn off the engine!"

Soon, several police cars with honking horns followed behind Blake.

"Are they chasing us?"

"Are you looking for us to compete?"

Grindelwald said with interest.

"Let's compete! If you didn't use the Imperius Curse when taking the driving test, you should know that those are traffic police!"

Blake regretted getting into Grindelwald's car.

"Traffic police? What's that? Oh! There's one on horseback over there!"

There are indeed traffic police on horseback in the UK.

but……

Of course, the horsemen could not catch up with Blake's car.

"Traffic police are the police who manage traffic..."

Blake gritted his teeth and drifted slightly before turning into a small road.

"Cool!" Grindelwald exclaimed.

"You mean the police? Oh, I know that. They're the Muggle Aurors, right?"

"Why are they chasing us?"

Grindelwald felt his face was numb from the wind.

But I still feel interested.

Blake had always been very much to his liking.

It is even said that there is a blood relationship between the two.

So, for him.

I can chat with Blake alone.

I am already very happy.

What's more, it's such an interesting thing to do street racing together.

"I'm underage! I don't have a driver's license! And I was speeding!"

"We can't let them catch us!"

Blake drove several blocks and lost the police.

but……

After all, it would be too conspicuous for a child like him to drive.

Not long after, the traffic police appeared again...

"I say...where's your wand?"

Blake saw Grindelwald, who looked very happy.

I'm almost mad.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are you going to use magic?"

"I mean...don't just stand there and watch! Help!"

"help?"

"Cast a Confusion Spell, Qiu Li Gao!" Blake was going crazy.

"Oh... I don't need a wand to use a Confusion Charm."

"I know you're very capable, so hurry up. If you keep being chased like this, when will you get home?"

Blake was about to get mad when he saw her.

Grindelwald reluctantly cast a Confusion Charm on them.

Soon, the Muggle traffic police realized that they had lost their target.

Until this time.

Blake wiped the sweat off his forehead and slowed down the car.

Grindelwald said with some regret.

"What a pity. That was quite exciting, wasn't it?"

Blake's eyes were rolling to the top of his head.

"You want me, an eleven-year-old kid, to drive you around and play tricks on the traffic police?"

"It's outrageous! Do you think this is in Los Santos?"

Grindelwald asked with interest: "Where is Los Santos? Is this often the case there?"

Blake: ...

……

London is still a long way from Godric's Hollow in the southwest of England.

Just driving.

At Blake's speed, it would take at least three or four hours to get there.

However, this is exactly what Grindelwald wants most.

Time alone with Blake.

Blake knew exactly what Grindelwald was planning.

But I didn't refuse either.

After all, it's okay to curse.

But it's still exciting to come here once in a while...

However, when driving on a country road.

Grindelwald once again clamored to open the game himself.

With no other options, Blake agreed.

then……

The poor old car crashed into the hill three times.

The canal was opened twice.

Five rear-end collisions...

All along the way, Blake can only say...

Grindelwald is really good at using the Restoration and Oblivion spells...

But after experiencing several accidents.

Grindelwald was finally able to get the vehicle running normally.

When we finally arrived at Godric's Hollow.

It's already late...

From a distance, Black saw Dumbledore and Nagini standing at the door.

Blake's heart skipped a beat.

But Grindelwald remained calm...

As they approached Dumbledore's house.

He even imitated Blake and did a little drift.

It’s a pity that his talent does not lie in driving skills.

"boom!"

Then Dumbledore looked at the large part of his fence that was smashed into pieces with a frown on his face.

"Gee... old bastard!"

Dumbledore wanted to yell Grindelwald's name.

But the name is too sensitive.

So I just became an old bastard.

However, this was enough to shatter Nagini's three views.

The impression Dumbledore gave her was always that of a man who remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe.

but now……

It was the first time she heard Dumbledore swear!

"Ahem..." Grindelwald scratched his white hair.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

“Although the result was not very good, I felt that the car was sliding!”

"You felt it, didn't you?"

"If it weren't for that fence blocking me, I would have successfully drifted!"

Blake ignored the shameless old man.

Instead, he took his suitcase and slowly got out of the car.

Because he felt his legs were weak now.

Grindelwald's driving skills...

Who wouldn’t feel weak in the knees when sitting in his car?

"Blake, what's going on?"

Dumbledore watched Grindelwald frantically try to reverse the car.

Then it knocked down another fence...

Black thought Dumbledore's face darkened.

Even his beard was trembling...

"Nothing should have happened to you along the way, right?"

This is what Dumbledore's words mean when translated.

Ask Blake if he got into any trouble on the way back...

Because he saw Grindelwald's driving skills.

No matter how I think about it, it doesn't look like everything is alright...

"Oh...no...nothing."

Blake said, shaking his head.

Although he was chased by Muggle traffic police for nine blocks along the way.

Although there were seven or eight car accidents along the way.