Hogwarts: My Yorozuya has no taboos!

The noise inside the steam locomotive grew louder and louder, and even the compartment doors could not block it out.

Inside the class monitor's private room, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Harry felt a tiny bit of gratitude for the appearance of this strange stream of light.

Before this, half of the older students in the private room had been staring at his scars and whispering among themselves.

Has this happened before?

Everything in the wizarding world was new to Harry.

Just as Hagrid and Ron were terrified of the name "Voldemort," it didn't evoke any particular feeling in him. Therefore, Harry couldn't fully understand the subtle unease in the eyes of Percy and the other older students.

Purely out of curiosity, Harry asked Percy.

"No, we've never encountered so many 'unexpected' situations before—"

After a moment's hesitation, Percy gave a dry reply, then turned to face his 'colleagues'.

"I believe that as prefects, we should take the lead in times like these."

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course, it's to maintain order, Penelope,"

Once he was in command mode, Percy seemed much more 'confident,' as he looked at the prefects and student council members from the four houses.

"Go to each compartment and tell the students to stay calm. There's nothing to be alarmed about. I'll go to the front of the train and ask the driver if everything is normal."

This is a reasonable solution, and no one is finding fault with it.

Percy walked past the students and reached out to open the door.

However-

Besides Harry, there was another person in the prefects' box who secretly breathed a sigh of relief as the strange light drew everyone's attention away—Hermione Granger.

While everyone was discussing this, Hermione quietly turned around, faced the car window, bit her lower lip, and wiped her red eyes with the cuff of her brand-new wizard robe. A sense of grievance and confusion welled up in her heart!

She shouldn't have mistaken someone for someone else!

Hermione sniffed, the events of that day flashing before her eyes.

The day after receiving their Hogwarts acceptance letter, Professor McGonagall visited the family to prove that the letter delivered by an owl was not a silly prank.

Professor McGonagall led the family to Diagon Alley and guided her in purchasing the necessary items for starting school.

After everything was over, the family decided to linger a little longer in the magical world.

At the entrance of an ice cream shop in Diagon Alley, the man in the last booth approached her—she wouldn't be mistaken, such outstanding looks and polite manners were not something you could see everywhere!

When the man told the family about the amazing effects of the potion he was selling, Hermione was immediately tempted, even though just a few bottles of that potion would cost her parents a thousand pounds!

After returning home, the whole family tried the potion...

What happened next was that another group of people from the magical world came to her door and woke her and her parents up after they had been asleep for a day. They told them that they had bought fake medicine and that the wizard who sold the fake medicine had been sent to the wizard prison.

Looking out the car window at the mountains rushing past, Hermione blinked her red-rimmed eyes.

Unless magic can turn one person into two, she wouldn't mistake someone for someone else!

But... how did a conman and a respected magic professor come together?

The train passed a clear lake nestled among the mountains. Through the train window, the large banyan tree in the center of the lake didn't even leave a trace in Hermione's eyes before it vanished from her sight.

Wow, that car is going really fast...

A faint thought crossed Hermione's mind.

We should arrive at Hogwarts soon.

If that professor hadn't come to this box to visit Harry, then she would have had to go and apologize to him once she got to the school.

She had to do it; she had just seen the look of reproach in Ron's prefect brother's and his classmates' eyes after they heard her calling a professor a conman selling fake medicine.

Outside the clear car window, the unspoiled natural scenery appeared as a blurry picture in Hermione's eyes.

Even without Ron's advice, she had to apologize—Hermione told herself.

She couldn't risk offending a professor at the school... what if he refused to teach her his advanced magical knowledge later in her studies?!

Hermione took a deep breath, looking at the blurry mountains, building up her mental defenses... Even though she might face harsh criticism when she apologized, she had to do it.

After making up her mind, Hermione felt a little relieved. She blinked hard, trying to clear her vision that was blurred by tears.

However, everything outside the window remained blurry.

The little girl, who had only recently entered the magical world, furrowed her brows slightly and raised her delicate nose.

She blinked again...

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The mountains and rivers beside the driveway were shrouded in mist, appearing indistinct and subtle. Sparks rose from the ground and "smashed" against the glass, startling Hermione, who was trying to open her eyes wide, and made her shrink back!

Mars?

How could there be Mars?

Hermione moved her pale lips.

The flowing light had never appeared before;

More and more sparks flew onto the car window;

Outside the train, the landscape is blurry;

The wind howled, unsettling and like thunder;

Hermione gasped sharply and immediately cried out,

"The train is out of control!"

The prefects' box fell silent. Neville and Ron, who were standing to Hermione's left and right, turned around and stared at Hermione, whose face was ashen... There was no fear in their eyes, only confusion and bewilderment.

"Don't be silly!"

Percy, who had already pushed open the door and was about to go to the front of the car to ask about the situation, stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Hermione, and spoke sternly.

"How could the train have gone out of control?!"

Percy said,

"You probably don't know that the Ministry of Magic spent a lot of money to build this railway in order to ensure that young wizards from all over the country could enroll smoothly."

To ensure the safety of the students, this train—the Hogwarts Express—is protected by numerous powerful spells, and it could run continuously for a year without any problems... It's not the kind of shoddy work that Muggles would do...

"You'd better look out the window, Per—uh, Weasley Prefect."

Amidst a chorus of mocking glances directed at Hermione, Harry moved his bloodless lips and spoke softly.

"Outside the window?"

Percy glanced at Harry, then frowned in displeasure and looked out the car window.

"What's going on outside the window... uh?!?!"

Percy's strange reaction drew the attention of Penelope and the other older students, who looked out the car window one after another, and then fell silent.

heavy rain...

It must be a heavy rain, right?

The world outside the window was blurred, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

In the suffocating silence—

Click!

The door connecting the steam locomotive to the carriage was smashed open from the inside, and a wizard with a ridiculous mustache, a face full of despair, and drenched in sweat rushed into the passenger area, stopped outside the prefect's compartment, and roared at the top of his lungs.

"The train is out of control!!!"