A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Harry forced a smile and pointed to the ravine below. "If it were you, would you dare to jump?"

Ron glanced down, then at the train, which was only a few meters wide, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Um... I still have to drive!"

Aaron couldn't help but laugh when he saw the resistant expressions on their faces, and then gave them a thumbs up. "You two see things very clearly!"

But it's okay, you'll still have a chance to jump off the train after you cross this bridge.

Even if a mistake was made back then, it would only result in a fall from a height of about three meters, at most a fracture.

“Actually, driving to Hogwarts is quite a nice experience,” Harry said hastily. “The car driving through the clouds under the blue sky is just like a fairytale kingdom in a dream.”

"And we also have toffee, so the view below is different every time we look down, it's especially beautiful."

If Fred and George were told, they would be green with envy.

"Are you... serious?" Aaron asked in astonishment.

“Of course, not everyone has the opportunity to enjoy this novel experience,” Ron said proudly.

Aaron glanced at the sun hanging in the sky, and then thought about the eight-hour drive. He couldn't help but admire these two men as true warriors!

“Aaron, why don’t you give it a try? There are still empty seats in the car,” Harry suggested.

Aaron quickly shook his head, "I don't need it. Even if I wanted to experience it, it wouldn't be at this time."

After saying that, Aaron was about to return to the carriage, but suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the two of them, "If possible, let's make the car invisible!"

This is the middle of nowhere, near a railway bridge, so there shouldn't be many people around. But if you keep going, things might be different.

And this way it will be more convenient for you all for a while.

“We wanted to, but…” Ron pointed helplessly to the invisible booster under the dashboard, “It’s malfunctioning; this car can’t go invisible.”

“Ah!” Aaron drawled, “I sincerely wish you good luck, and hope you can make it to Hogwarts.”

"What do you mean?" Harry asked nervously, feeling that Aaron's words had a hidden meaning.

“You’ll understand in a few hours.” Aaron pointed to the sky, then turned and went back the way he came without looking back.

“Let’s go up first!” Harry said in a deep voice. “We’d better be prepared. I have a feeling that the road ahead won’t be easy.”

Ron did not refute, but nodded solemnly.

He knew Aaron wasn't the type to joke around, and more importantly, he could detect a hint of schadenfreude in Aaron's tone.

Back in the carriage, Aaron leaned back lazily in his seat. "Colin, can you do me a small favor?"

"Senior, please speak."

"Go and call the sales clerk over for me, I might need to buy something."

"Huh?" Colin was taken aback. "Yes, I'll go right away."

A short while later, he called the sales clerk over, but more than half of the snacks and drinks on the truck were gone, probably bought by other students.

"What do you want?" the sales clerk asked Aaron with a smile.

"All of them!"

The salesperson was clearly pleased to hear this and very enthusiastically put the remaining snacks from the truck onto the table.

Aaron gave Abe a look, and it grumbled somewhat unhappily, then emptied a dozen or so Galleons from its backpack. "This should be enough, right?"

"That's enough, that's enough."

"That's good. Give the change to Colin!"

"How much would you like for the errand?"

"Senior, this isn't appropriate. I didn't do anything," Colin said, somewhat flattered.

"Just take it. You've already called me senior, so I can't just ask you to do things for nothing."

Colin nodded and put away the silver scimitars and copper nuggets given to him by the sales clerk, as well as some gallons that had been returned.

"Why are you preparing so much food?" Draco asked curiously. "Is it for Abe? It does have quite a big appetite."

Upon hearing this, Abe immediately jumped in front of Aaron and rubbed its little face against Aaron's belly.

"My master knows how to care for me."

Aaron's face darkened. After hesitating for a moment, he set aside some of the food on the table. "This is for you."

The rest was for those two idiots; they'd probably starve to death on the way without some supplies.

"Two idiots? Who are they?"

Aaron gave Draco a meaningful smile. "You'll find out when you get to Hogwarts."

Chapter 139 Timely Material Assistance

A few hours later, Harry and Ron no longer enjoyed driving back to school; on the contrary, they felt tormented, both mentally and physically, and were extremely tired.

The only food available on the train was toffee, but candy can't replace a meal, and eating too much can make you thirsty. There wasn't a drop of water on the train either.

The scenery under the azure sky is beautiful, but after looking at the white clouds for several hours in a row, it's inevitable to experience some visual fatigue.

The sunlight shone directly on the windshield, raising the temperature inside the car considerably. Even after taking off their coats, the two of them were still drenched in sweat.

“I finally understand why Aaron didn’t want to get on the bus. This kind of experience is not something that ordinary people can endure.” Harry leaned back in his seat with a wry smile, his eyes full of helplessness.

“You’re a little better off, you can just lie down, but I still have to drive!” Ron gripped the steering wheel, looking utterly dejected. “I really want some water, I really want to lie in bed and rest, and I really miss the chilled pumpkin juice on the train.”

“Who wouldn’t want to?” Harry pursed his lips, then leaned out the window to look at the train moving steadily below. “The direction is right, but we should still be quite a distance from Hogwarts.”

"Don't bother with the last sentence. There's no worse news than that." Ron rolled his eyes, speechless. "Harry, why don't you think we got into Platform Nine and Three-Quarters?"

"I don't know, and I'm not thinking about that right now."

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of knocking on the car door reached their ears clearly.

“What’s that sound?” Harry asked.

"It's probably a bird!"

Ron didn't take it seriously, but as soon as he finished speaking, the knocking started again.

The two turned their heads and met a pair of clear eyes. Abe, dressed in white, was looking at them through the car window.

Its wings flapped constantly, keeping pace with the speed of the Ford car, and it carried a backpack of moderate size on its back.

"Abel!" Harry said with some surprise, "Did Aaron send you to find us?"

Abe nodded, opened the back door, climbed in, and put down his backpack.

"Is this for us?" Ron looked at the backpack, which was full of stuff, and felt a surge of anticipation.

Abe gave him a haughty look, then reluctantly opened her backpack and emptied its contents.

Bread, cakes, chocolates, flavored beans... everything was available, which Harry and Ron desperately needed right now, but what made them happiest were the bottles of chilled pumpkin juice and mineral water.

Gulu!

Ron swallowed hard and looked at the adorable pet behind him. "Well done, I love you so much."

Abe took a step back with a hint of disgust, took out the note Aaron had left in his pocket, and handed it to Harry Potter.

"Let me see what it says." Harry took the book and read it aloud. "This time it's on me, as a thank you to the Weasleys for taking you in, but remember not to throw things from high places."

“We don’t need him to teach us this; we know common sense.” Ron couldn’t help but laugh, reaching behind him to grab a bottle of chilled pumpkin juice. He gulped down half of it in one go. “He’s alive again.”

Harry also grabbed a bottle of pumpkin juice and a few small cakes. As he ate and drank, the fatigue on his face instantly lessened by more than half. "Suddenly, I feel that this is the right way to enjoy a road trip."

"But it's still not as good as a train, at least you don't have to drive one."

"And you don't need to fly this high just because you can't become invisible," Ron said. "Next time I take the train, I definitely won't be late."

At this moment, Abe patted Harry on the shoulder and then pointed to Aaron's note, as if to say that he hadn't finished reading it yet.

Harry realized what was happening and looked at the back of the note. "Just a friendly reminder, be prepared. I don't think this car can fly that long with its performance."

Ron's expression changed. Although he knew this was just Aaron's guess, it was a possibility, and he didn't want to be forced to descend halfway through the journey.

"Abe, did Aaron tell you how to solve the problem?"

Abe hesitated for a moment, then jumped to the front and pulled a black wand from Harry's clothes.

The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

They were indeed wizards, but only second-year wizards. Controlling a flying car wasn't particularly difficult for them; it was simply impossible.

"Ron, I might..." Harry said somewhat embarrassedly, "You know what I mean?"

Ron nodded blankly. Others might not know Harry's abilities, but his best friend knew them perfectly well.

The two of them combined could at most use a levitation spell to prevent the car from suddenly falling, but making it move forward or backward was truly impossible.

“Actually, the situation might not be as serious as he makes it out to be. After all, this car was meticulously modified by my dad,” Ron said, trying to convince Harry while also trying to bolster his own morale.

"But Mr. Weasley probably didn't fly this car for that long!"

"At least it got you from Surrey to Devon, and if you keep pushing, you might be able to make it to Hogwarts."

Hearing this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. By this standard, the car was reliable.

In the back seat, Abe completed the task Aaron had given it, quickly slung its backpack over its shoulder, opened the car door, and flew out.

Back in the train compartment, Draco looked at Abe's empty backpack and couldn't help but ask Aaron curiously, "What did you put it for?"

“Of course, it’s meant to help those in need,” Aaron said with a meaningful smile. “After all, I’m so kind.”

"Senior is so kind-hearted," Colin said seriously.

Draco's lips twitched as he saw Colin give him a thumbs-up. This kid... he'll be easily fooled in the future. It's hard to say whether having such a fan is a blessing or a curse for Harry Potter.

The train traveled along the long tracks, its chimneys billowing white smoke, clattering and rattling as it passed through dusk and into the night.

As they drew closer to Hogwarts, the wizarding students on the bus changed into their wizarding robes.

Colin carefully examined his wand. "We'll be at Hogwarts soon. I heard that freshmen have to be sorted into houses."

"Which house do you want to go to?" Draco asked. "Let me make it clear beforehand, proud Slytherin doesn't accept wizards of Muggle blood, unless your ancestors..."