"Don't worry, Hagrid, I definitely know the Muggle world better than you." Erwin thanked Hagrid for his kindness.
He opened the trunk of the classic Ford Anglia and motioned to Hermione to put the luggage in. "It has been cast with a traceless stretching spell, and the space is definitely enough to accommodate all your things." Erwin said.
Hermione's eyes were on the other black-haired girl at this time, "Why is she here?" Miss Nutria asked Erwin word by word.
"Hello." Melanie kept a nice smile.
"Shouldn't she go back to Romania?" Hermione was not in as good a mood as Melanie.
"There's something going on at Melanie's family, so she can't go back for the time being. She has no relatives in the UK, so she can only count on me." Erwin gave a vague explanation.
This statement is actually true in a sense.
"Sorry for disturbing you during the holidays." Melanie even gave Hermione a beautiful curtsy.
Hermione didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
"You are all friends. You should get along well and help each other." Hagrid chuckled.
Erwin made a lifting motion with his hands, and the two girls and his own suitcase were lifted by invisible force and put into the trunk.
"Thomas!" Erwin shouted.
The trunk of the classic car closed with a sound, and then all four doors opened.
You can't always call it a classic car. Since it has a certain degree of self-awareness, you might as well give it a name. Erwin just used the first thing that came to his mind.
He got into the driver's seat, and Hermione spoke first, "I'll take the passenger seat."
"Please." Melanie still smiled.
After the three of them were seated, the car door closed automatically. In the back seat with Melanie was Sabi's big bird cage. It would be useful during the summer vacation, so this guy was called the Hogwarts Owlhouse.
The good days of king dominance are coming to an end.
This great horned owl is now very docile. It doesn't make any noise in the car and is as quiet as a cat.
"Fly, Thomas." Erwin said.
With the enhanced intelligence of this car, it can naturally be directly controlled by voice.
The Angria classic car honked its horn twice in response, then began to rise slowly, and soon reached an altitude of tens of meters in the air. Hermione looked down, and the strong Hagrid looked like
It's a goblin.
"Be careful along the way!" Hagrid raised his head and made a loudspeaker gesture with his hands, "Remember to avoid the Whomping Willow!"
The body of the classic car seemed to vibrate.
Hermione's body felt a little stiff, but she soon discovered that there was nothing uncomfortable about sitting in a flying car.
"Do you know the direction? There are no indicators in the sky, so don't go wrong." She reminded Erwin.
"Of course you won't lose your way," Erwin shrugged. "Ordinary humans could have invented the compass thousands of years ago, and the spells that can simulate the compass are also very basic, but you haven't learned it yet."
"Besides, even if you don't know the direction, there's nothing wrong with following the Hogwarts train, right?" Melanie said from the back seat.
This made Hermione feel like she had asked a stupid question again.
"Thomas, become invisible." Erwin gave another order.
Classic cars quickly become unreal, until they become transparent.
This is the simplest invisibility effect, which comes with classic cars. Erwin hasn't had time to improve it yet. This kind of invisibility can only deceive the eyes of Muggles and has no resistance to any detection spells.
Erwin didn't even dare to let the classic car fly too high. If it was scanned by the Royal Air Force's radar and regarded as a UFO, it would be great fun.
From the wilds of Ireland to London, take the southeast direction.
The classic car started to accelerate.
A few minutes later they saw steam smoke and a red train dividing the green Irish wilderness in half.
"Would you like to go down and say hello to Harry and the others?" Erwin suddenly became curious.
Hermione glared at him, "Do you want the whole school to know that you have such a flying car?"
She was right, so Erwin stopped mentioning it.
The sun was shining brightly. Even though it was traveling in a straight line in the air, it still took several hours to fly at the speed of a classic car. It was basically equivalent to the lowest-priced flying broomstick. The only advantage was that the interior was quite spacious.
From a wizard's point of view, this vehicle was completely unqualified. Erwin remembered reading in the Daily Prophet that there was a magic bus operating in the UK named "Knight".
The Knight Bus can reach any point in Britain and Ireland in a few minutes. With such a fast speed, it is almost certain that it can achieve an effect similar to apparation.
Compared with that kind of "magic car" in the true sense, today's classic cars are as primitive as the unicycles of early civilization.
Erwin once again realized that he still had a lot to learn and must not be complacent.
The journey is only fresh at the beginning. As time goes by, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will gradually get tired of it.
Hermione's head had been tilted to one side and she fell asleep in a daze. Melanie in the back seat was also yawning, but she quickly took out a novel and started reading.
Erwin was still awake, he couldn't sleep. Although Thomas could drive himself, there was no guarantee that something would go wrong, and he would always have to look after him.
"Would you like me to give you a book to entertain you and pass the time?" Melanie raised the book "Love in the Castle" in her hand.
"No need." Erwin thanked him politely.
The scenery below was no longer a landscape between fields. Erwin asked Thomas to avoid the city and then flew across the Irish Channel, arriving in Britain.
When they arrived in the suburbs of London, Erwin woke Hermione up from her sleep.
Miss Nutria regained consciousness, and immediately blushed when she discovered that she was the only person who had slept. When she noticed the saliva marks on her shoulders, she felt even more embarrassed.
Erwin pretended not to notice.
Redbridge District, Professor Stewart's residence, Erwin's nominal home.
Professor Stewart and his daughter and son-in-law could be seen in the sky above. It looked like a barbecue party was going to be held to welcome the two students who were returning home.
Mr. Granger was happily preparing some barbecue steaks.
Erwin had informed them before that they didn't have to go to King's Cross Station, so they were all here.
In order not to be noticed by the neighbors, Erwin did not immediately let Thomas de-invisible, but let him land slowly in the open space next to him.
Then the horn sounded.
The sudden noise attracted the attention of the three elders. When they looked over, Erwin said: "We are back, don't be too surprised later."
"Erwin?" Professor Stewart was the first to react.
At this time, the invisibility was lifted, and when they saw a car suddenly appearing, the Grangers could not conceal their surprise, but fortunately they were warned in advance and they did not scream.
"Dad! Mom!" Hermione opened the car door and threw herself into her parents' arms.
Mrs. Granger gave Erwin a hug without discrimination, while Mr. Granger looked him up and down, "What a good boy, you've grown so tall after not seeing each other for more than a year." He patted Erwin hard.
Irvine's shoulder, "Thank you, young man, for bringing Hermione back safely."
"This is what I should do." Erwin acted very calm and reliable.
Miss Nutria was a little unhappy, because it made Erwin seem to have the same status as her parents, and she was a generation shorter for no reason, but after thinking about it carefully, Erwin had indeed taken care of her a lot, so she could only remain silent.
Only then did Mrs. Granger see Melanie, "You brought your friends back, Hermione? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"That's Erwin's girlfriend." Hermione said calmly.
The Grangers were stunned for a moment, but then they realized that this was England, and it was normal for teenagers in middle school to fall in love, and there was no need to hide it.
"Hello." Melanie said softly, her charming appearance and decent etiquette immediately won the favor of the Grangers.
Mrs. Granger first gave her daughter a reproachful look for her indifferent attitude, and then asked Melanie's name, "Welcome, dear, you treat this place as your own home."
Melanie nodded obediently.
Mr. Granger's attention was more on the classic Anglia car. "So you now have an invisible car? It's cool. I also imagined having one when I was your age."
An amazing car..."
He looked a little excited and looked at the courtyard door and the road outside, "It doesn't look like this car drove in directly, so it can still fly, right?"
Erwin nodded, "Yes." Hermione's high IQ was obviously inherited from her parents.
"That's great." Mr. Granger praised again and again, "This is the mode of transportation that wizards should have. Some time ago, when Hermione told the British wizards that they all fly on broomsticks, I couldn't believe it. This is nothing.
It’s time…”
"Dad!" Hermione shouted angrily.
Mr. Granger's excitement has not passed yet. As a dentist, he is usually quite calm, but this time he seems to have rekindled his youthful spirit.
"I remember you had a red-haired classmate whose father was a government employee?" He looked at Hermione.
"You mean Mr. Arthur Weasley, Ron's father?" Erwin said.
"Yes, we met in Diagon Alley, and we had a good impression of each other." Mr. Granger nodded, "It seems that there is no difference between wizards and ordinary people. He is interested in science and technology, and I am interested in magic. Maybe
We should find time to have a nice chat."
"Dad, the Ministry of Magic does not allow wizards to reveal too much about magic to Muggles." Hermione put her hand on her forehead.
"What? My daughter is a witch, so am I not considered a member of the wizarding world?" Mr. Granger was unhappy.
"Of course you are." Erwin confirmed.
Professor Stewart smiled cheerfully on the side and did not forget to turn the steak on the grill to avoid burning it.
"Okay, dear." Mrs. Granger straightened her husband's collar and wiped a little soot off his face. "If you have anything to say, let's talk after dinner. The little ones should be hungry."
broken."
Mr. Granger followed suit and helped his wife start dividing the barbecue.
During the meal, his mood was still very high, and he chatted a lot with Erwin, and he indeed treated this boy as an adult.
After dinner, the virtuous Mrs. Granger began to help the three boys and girls decorate the room. Mr. Granger felt sorry for his wife and felt that this should be something the children should do themselves.
"Hermione! Are they still not allowing you to use magic during the holidays like last year?" he asked his daughter.
"Yes, Dad, this is required by the Secrecy Act." Hermione said patiently.
"I really don't understand." Mr. Granger shook his head. "If these magicians continue to reject normal society like this, they will probably still use brooms as transportation in two hundred years."
Because she did not expect that there would be an additional girl, and there were not enough rooms in the house, Mrs. Granger planned to let the two girls sleep in one room.
Hermione was not happy, "She is Erwin's girlfriend, wouldn't it be nice if they live together."
"You kid," Mrs. Granger scolded.
Although they are said to be boyfriend and girlfriend, how can they be allowed to be in the same room at this age? Erwin is considered to have developed early, but the girl named Melanie looks a little younger than his own daughter.
Eventually, Hermione's wishes were ignored and she had to share a room with Melanie, and even sleep in the same bed.
Melanie had no objection to this, but Hermione turned away and lay on the bed with her back to Melanie.
"Are you going to take a shower first or should I?" Melanie asked, with a smile on her lips.
"You go first." Hermione replied briefly.
"Your parents are really a lovely couple."
"Um."
"Are you very insecure about your appearance?"
Hermione stiffened.
"I found you secretly watching "Beauty is the Witch's Best Weapon"."
Hermione sat up suddenly like a cat whose tail was stepped on, turned around and looked at Melanie coldly, "What do you want to say?"
Although he pretended to be stern, there was an unconcealable blush under his cheeks, a blush of embarrassment.
After all, she is not yet thirteen years old, so she is very thin-skinned.
"I can understand it." Melanie smiled slightly, "Appearance is the most direct source of self-confidence for a woman, and it is every girl's nature to pursue beauty..."
"Are you laughing at me?" Hermione gritted her teeth.
"Why are you so hostile to me?" Melanie looked at her calmly, "I just want to tell you that I can teach you more effective methods than those in that book..."
…
The next morning, Erwin was a little surprised to find that the two girls seemed to have become closer. Although they were still far from the level of best friends, at least Hermione no longer had the indifferent attitude.
Is it possible that the relationship between girls can become better just by sleeping together?