The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Chapter 128

"Don't worry, Hagrid, I'm sure I know more about the Muggle world than you do." Erwin thanked Hagrid for his kindness.

He opened the trunk of the classic Ford Anglia and motioned for 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 gaze was on another black-haired girl at this time, "Why is she here?" Miss Nutria asked Erwin word by word.

"Hello." Melanie kept a proper smile.

"Shouldn't she go back to Romania?" Hermione was not in a good mood like Melanie.

"There is something wrong with Melanie's family, so she can't go back for the time being. She has no relatives or reasons in England, so she can only count on me." Erwin gave a vague statement.

In a sense, this statement is actually true.

"Excuse me for the interruption during the holiday." Melanie even curtsied to Hermione beautifully.

Hermione didn't know what to do for a moment.

"You're all friends, you're supposed to get along and help each other." Hagrid giggled.

Erwin made a lifting motion with his hands in the air, and the two girls and his own suitcase were lifted by invisible force and put into the trunk.

"Thomas!" Erwin yelled.

The trunk of the classic car closed with a sound, and then all four doors opened.

It can't always be called a classic car. Since it has a certain self-awareness, it might as well give it a name. Erwin directly used the one that came to mind at the first time.

He got into the driver's seat by himself, and Hermione said first, "I'm in the co-pilot."

"Please." Melanie still smiled.

After the three of them sat down, 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 called it in the Hogwarts Owl Shed. The good days of the king's hegemony are coming to an end.

This great horned owl is now very docile, calm in the car like a cat.

"Fly, Thomas," Erwin said.

Strengthening the intelligence of this car, it can naturally be controlled directly by voice.

Angria's classic car honked its horn twice as a response, then began to rise slowly, and soon reached a height of tens of meters in the air. Hermione looked down, and the burly Hagrid looked like It's a goblin.

"Be careful all the way!" Hagrid raised his body and used his hands to make a loudspeaker gesture, "Remember to avoid the Whomping Willow!"

The body of the classic car seemed to vibrate.

Hermione's body was a little stiff, but she soon found that there was nothing uncomfortable 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?" said Melanie in the back seat.

This made Hermione feel like she was asking a stupid question again.

"Thomas, be invisible." Erwin gave another command.

The classic car quickly becomes unreal until transparent.

This is the simplest invisibility effect, which comes with classic cars, and Erwin hasn't had time to improve it. This kind of invisibility can only deceive the eyes of Muggles, and it 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 radar of the Royal Air Force and regarded as a UFO, then the fun would be great.

From the fields of Ireland to London, it is southeast.

The classic car starts to accelerate.

Minutes later they saw steam and smoke, a crimson train splitting the verdant Irish fields in half.

"Do you want to go down and say hello to Harry and the others?" Erwin suddenly became playful.

Hermione glared at him, "Do you want the whole school to know that you have such a flying car?"

She's right, so Erwin doesn't mention it.

The sun is shining brightly. Although it is said that it is completely moving forward in a straight line in the air, it still takes several hours to fly at the speed of a classic car. It is basically equivalent to the lowest-priced flying broomstick. The only advantage is that the interior is quite spacious.

From the wizard's point of view, this vehicle is completely unqualified. Erwin remembers reading in the "Daily Prophet" that there is a magic bus in operation 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 immediately certain that it can achieve an effect similar to apparation.

Compared with the real "magic car", today's classic car is as primitive as the unicycle of the early civilization.

Once again Erwin realizes that he still has a lot to learn and must not be complacent.

The journey is only fresh at the very beginning, and as time goes by, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will gradually get tired of looking at it.

Hermione's head had been tilted to one side, and she fell asleep drowsily. Melanie in the back seat was also yawning, but she quickly took out a novel and started reading.

Erwin is still awake. He can't sleep. Although Thomas can drive by himself, there is no guarantee that something will go wrong. He will always take care of it.

"Do you want to give you a book to pass the time?" Melanie raised the "Love in the Castle" in her hand.

"No need." Erwin thanked Bumin.

The scenery below is no longer among the wilderness. Erwin asked Thomas to avoid the city, and then flew across the Irish Channel, which reached the territory of Britain.

When he arrived in the suburbs of London, Erwin woke up Hermione who was sleeping in a daze.

Miss Nutria regained consciousness, and immediately blushed when she realized that she was the only one who had fallen asleep. When she noticed her own saliva on her shoulder, she felt ashamed.

Erwin pretended not to see it.

Redbridge District, Professor Stuart's residence, Erwin's nominal home.

From above, Professor Stewart and his daughter and son-in-law can be seen in the courtyard, and it seems that they are going to hold a barbecue party to welcome the two students back home.

Mr. Granger was happily cooking a few steaks.

Erwin had already told them they didn't have to go to King's Cross, so they were all here.

In order not to be noticed by the neighbors, Erwin did not immediately let Thomas remove the invisible, but let him slowly land on the open space next to him.

Then the horn sounded.

The sudden noise caught the attention of the three elders, and when they looked over, Erwin said, "We've already returned, don't be too surprised later."

"Erwin?" Professor Stewart was the first to react.

At this time, the invisibility was lifted, and the Grangers were hard to hide their surprise when they saw a car appearing suddenly, but fortunately they had been reminded in advance, so they did not scream.

"Dad! Mom!" Hermione opened the car door and threw herself into the arms of her parents.

Mrs. Granger gave Erwin a hug without discrimination, while Mr. Granger looked him up and down, "Good boy, I haven't seen you in more than a year, and you have grown so tall." He patted Erwin's shoulder, "Thank you, boy, for bringing Hermione back safely."

"This is what I should do." Erwin was very calm and reliable.

Miss Nutria was a little displeased, because it seemed like Erwin had the same status as her parents, and she was a generation shorter for no reason, but after thinking carefully, Erwin did take care of her a lot, so she could only keep silent.

Mrs. Granger only saw Melanie at this time, "You brought your friends back, Hermione? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"That's Erwin's girlfriend." Hermione said flatly.

The Grangers were taken aback for a moment, but then realized that this is England, and it's normal for middle school kids to fall in love, and there's no need to hide it.

"Hello." Melanie said softly, her delicate appearance and decent manners immediately won the favor of the Grangers.

Mrs. Granger first cast a reproachful glance at her daughter because of her indifferent attitude, and then asked Melanie's name, "Welcome, dear, you treat this place as your own home."

Melanie nodded obediently.

Mr. Granger and more focus on the classic Anglia car, "So you have a car that can be invisible now, right? Cool, I fantasized about myself when I was your age There is such an amazing car..."

He looked a little excited, looked at the gate of the yard and the road outside the gate, "This car doesn't seem to come directly in, so it can still fly, can it?"

Erwin nodded, "That's right." Hermione's high IQ was obviously inherited from her parents.

"It's great." Mr. Granger praised repeatedly, "This is the means of transportation that wizards should have. I couldn't believe it when Hermione told wizards in England that they all fly on broomsticks. It's time..."

"Dad!" Hermione yelled angrily.

Mr. Granger's excited state has not passed. As a dentist, he is usually quite calm, but this time it seems that his youthful soul has been rekindled.

"I remember you had a red-haired classmate whose father was a government employee?" He looked at Hermione.

"You mean Ron's father, Mr. Arthur Weasley?" said Erwin.

"Yes, we met in Diagon Alley, and we have 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 good chat."

"Dad, the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow wizards to reveal too much about magic to Muggles." Hermione put her hand on her forehead.

"What? My daughter is a witch, don't I even count as a member of the magic world?" Mr. Granger was not happy.

"Of course you are." Erwin affirmed.

Professor Stewart smiled cheerfully and didn't forget to turn over the steak on the grill to avoid burning it.

"Okay, honey." Mrs. Granger straightened her husband's collar and helped him wipe off a little soot on his face, "If you have anything to say, we'll talk after dinner, the little ones should be hungry broken."

Mr. Granger was kind enough to help his wife start sharing the roast.

During the meal, his temperament was still high, and he chatted with Erwin a lot, and he really treated this boy like an adult.

After dinner, the virtuous Mrs. Granger began to help the three boys and girls decorate the room. Mr. Granger loved his wife and felt that this should be something the children should do by themselves.

"Hermione! They still don't allow you to use magic on holiday like last year?" he asked his daughter.

"Yes, Dad, it's required by the Statute of Secrecy." Hermione said patiently.

"I really don't understand." Mr. Granger shook his head. "If these magicians continue to reject normal society like this, they may still use brooms as a means of transportation in 200 years."

Because she didn't expect that there would be another 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, it would be nice to let them live together."

"You child," Mrs. Granger scolded.

Although it is said to be a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, how could they be allowed to be in the same room at this age?Erwin seems to have developed early, but the girl named Melanie looks a little younger than her own daughter.

In the end, Hermione's wishes were ignored, and she had to share a room with Melanie, even sharing a bed.

Melanie had no problem with that, but Hermione did turn away on the bed with her back to Melanie.

"Are you going to take a shower first or me first?" Melanie asked with a hint of a smile on her lips.

"You go first." Hermione replied curtly.

"Your parents are really a lovely couple."

"Ah."

"Are you not confident about your appearance?"

Hermione froze.

"I noticed you were secretly watching "Beauty is the Witch's Best Weapon"."

Hermione sat up like a cat whose tail had been 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 13 years old, so she has a very thin skin.

"I can understand." Melanie smiled slightly, "Appearance is the most direct foundation of a woman's self-confidence, and the pursuit of beauty is the nature of every girl..."

"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..."

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In the early morning of the next day, Erwin was a little surprised to find that the two girls seemed to be getting closer. Although they were still far from the level of girlfriends, at least Hermione was no longer that indifferent attitude.

Is it possible that the relationship between girls can be improved after sleeping together?