Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

Just as Harry stepped behind the wall, Mrs. Weasley suddenly called out:

"Fred, George! Oh my god, they're gone!"

The Weasleys searched anxiously throughout the station, but couldn't find him. Finally, having exhausted all other options, they turned to the most trustworthy person present.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Mrs. Weasley tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve. "Professor, Fred and George are missing!"

Dumbledore was startled and turned to Mrs. Weasley. "Molly, don't worry, let me look for you."

As he spoke, Dumbledore's eyes narrowed as he looked into Mrs. Weasley's eyes and used Legilimency to enter her memories.

One hour ago...

"George, do we really have to wait here?" Fred asked, leaning against his luggage cart, looking bored.

"We can't get over there now. What, do you still want to fly over on a broomstick?" George replied, leaning against the pillar.

"Ugh..." Fred muttered boredly, then suddenly, it was as if a lightbulb had popped out of his head. "Hey, George, I have an idea! We can actually fly there!"

George, after being told that, realized what he meant and asked, "You mean that one?"

Fred's eyes gleamed. "Yes, that's it!"

"But Mom and Dad are still here..." George was worried, partly because he was afraid of being discovered, and partly because he was worried that the Weasleys would be concerned about them.

"When Professor Dumbledore returns, Mom and Dad won't be too worried if the headmaster is there."

"Shall we go?"

"Walk!"

The two then stood up and told the Weasleys that they had seen Lee Jordan and wanted to talk to him. The Weasleys didn't think much of it and let them go.

........

"Alright, now we know where they're going. It looks like they're still going to school, but it seems they want to fly there," Dumbledore said to Molly and Arthur.

"Fly over? Could it be?" Mrs. Weasley turned to look at Arthur, then smacked Mr. Weasley on the head. "It's all your fault! You insisted on towing that car back, and now look what happened!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Mr. Weasley covered his head and endured Molly's beatings. "Mr. Dumbledore, what do we do now? Ah, go easy on me."

"Don't worry, it's a good thing that the children have an adventurous spirit." Dumbledore was still smiling. "I'll keep an eye on them, and I'll help them get their things, but this point will definitely be deducted."

"Don't these two silly kids know how many points they'll lose?!"

...........

"Who cares about that score!" Above the sky, a blue Ford car was flying in a way that defied physics, its aerodynamic body flying more steadily than a fighter jet.

"Whoosh!" Fred, sitting in the driver's seat, opened the window and shouted excitedly out the window.

"Exciting!" George, sitting in the passenger seat, opened the window and shouted excitedly.

"Fred, did you activate your invisibility?" George asked, turning his head.

"It was already open, it was open when it took off," Fred replied.

"I have a feeling we're going to receive a roaring letter."

"but?"

"Who cares!"

The Geminis sat in a car, soaring through the sky, their youthful faces radiating genuine joy.

"We'll definitely give them a shock!" George said to Fred, turning around.

"We're the coolest!" Fred added with a laugh.

The cyan sedan flew through the air, its tires landing on the clouds, disturbing the clouds, and landing on the rainbow, dyeing it with the same vibrant colors as the boy's heart.

"Fred, look! The tracks!" George leaned out of the window and pointed to the tracks on the ground leading to Hogwarts.

Fred looked at George, who had his shoulders sticking out, and then looked down to make sure he was wearing his seatbelt. Without warning, he reversed the car towards George, making the car body ninety degrees to the ground. George, who was looking at the scenery, was naturally thrown off, his upper body falling out while his body was tightly held in place by the seatbelt.

"Hey, Fred, you bastard, get me back here!" George, swaying outside the window, turned to his brother and shouted, half-angrily and half-jokingly.

"Okay, I got it." Fred's joke had its limits; he immediately leveled the car and let George sit back down.

"You bastard." George raised his hand and slapped Fred on the head. Fred retaliated by hitting George with his own hand. The two continued to playfully fight in the car. Fred even took his hands off the steering wheel and pinched George.

"Hey, wait a minute!" George glanced at the rapidly descending scenery outside the window, moved Fred's hand away, and then quickly pressed his hand on the steering wheel, struggling to adjust the direction. Finally, he managed to pull the car up again and fly into the air once more.

"Phew, we almost crashed." George breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in his chair, and turned to Fred. "Drive carefully, bro. I don't want us to be the first people to die on our way to school since the Hogwarts Express came along."

"Remember what Harry said last semester? That people who die on the way to doing great things are called legends. Well then, we're legends! Hahaha," Fred joked.

"Yes, but we need to let everyone know what we're doing before we become legends!" George continued, picking up where Fred left off.

"So, Mr. Weasley, the legendary driver, how do you feel now?" George asked Fred playfully.

"Oh, the legendary Weasley driver, I'm feeling pretty good right now," Fred replied to George playfully, both questions referring to Weasley.

"Hahahahahaha..." The boy's laughter came from the car window, seemingly infecting the whole world.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the cyan flying car arrived at the center of the huge orange-red disc, and the emerald green Scottish Highland grasslands supported this fairytale scene. Time itself seemed to wish it could stand still for them.

"Fred, is there enough fuel?" George asked Fred curiously.

"Don't worry, I saw Dad fill it up before I left, it's enough." Fred said confidently without even looking at the fuel gauge, unaware that a green power surged from his body, turning the quarter-full fuel tank into a full tank.

"That's good." George was relieved, and he was also confident that the car had enough fuel. At the same time, a green power surged from his body and enveloped the fuel tank.

The car flew smoothly and quickly, passing the Scottish Highlands and an unnamed river. Everything on the ground seemed to recede as the car moved forward, and the sun slowly set along with it.

They flew over a huge lake, and finally, in the darkness, they saw a brightly lit castle.

"Fred! Hogwarts!" George said, pointing to Hogwarts.

"I never imagined that Hogwarts would look so beautiful from the sky..." Fred said, looking at the ancient castle before him, momentarily astonished.

"Now that we're here, we should at least say hello and let them know we're here," George suggested.

"Of course, otherwise we would have flown for nothing," Fred agreed, then started looking for a button in the car. "Where is it?...Found it!"

Fred pointed to a purple button on the panel and said, "This is the push button that I asked Dad to install. But for the first test, Dad didn't install the push button. To make it more immersive, I filled it with fireworks."

"Great idea!" George exclaimed. "We'll put it out once we're inside the school grounds, but what should we put out?"

"I have an idea!"

...

The flying vehicle gradually approached Hogwarts, then plunged into the Hogwarts barrier, continued flying upwards, and finally hovered above the castle.

"Are you ready?" Fred asked excitedly.

"It's been ready for a long time!" George was also very excited.

"3, 2, 1, Release!"

As the two counted down together, their hands overlapped and pressed the button. Golden and red fireworks shot out from the rear of the car, and the flying car continued to fly and swirl in the sky. The specially made fireworks at the rear of the car were like a watercolor brush, leaving marks on the canvas of the night sky.

"VV"

"We Are Kings"

Golden and red fireworks danced in the sky, forming giant characters that announced their arrival to the majestic castle.

In the sky, a boy sat in a flying chariot, his two fists clasped tightly together, his identical face excitedly shouting towards the castle:

"We are the Weasleys!!"

"We are kings!!!"