Screams Outside the Train

Harry realized what was happening and felt uneasy.

He the Burrow for a month and knew what today meant to his family. To say it was of great significance would be an exaggeration, but to say it was of special significance was not an exaggeration at all.

The Weasley family have six boys, including Ron, but only one girl, Ginny.

She was still the youngest, and she was definitely the most pampered in the family.

However, at her Sorting Ceremony, Percy, Fred, and George all received their vows, but Ron did not, which made things somewhat incomplete.

"Sir, do you have a solution?"

Jeans paused for a moment, then shook his head under the expectant gazes of Harry and Ron. "Helping you inform Dumbledore and get you exempted from punishment is the limit of what I can do."

"Helping you chase after a train that's speeding by is really asking too much of me."

"Alright!" Ron pursed his lips. "Harry, looks like we'll have to go by flying car as planned."

"A flying car?" Jeans looked at the blue Ford Anglia in front of him and smiled meaningfully. "It seems Weasley has modified a pretty good mode of transportation."

However, just a friendly reminder to you two: you're on a street full of Muggle right now. What would they think if they saw a car fly through the air?

"It's okay, my dad's car has an invisible booster installed."

"It seems I was overthinking it. However, if you're driving this car, you won't be able to board the train midway; you'll have to take the train to Hogwarts."

In addition, the sky is not like the land; if you are not careful, you might fall off.

So, fasten your seatbelt, and there are a few more things to note...

"Thank you for your request, but we're really in a hurry." Ron sat down in the driver's seat somewhat impatiently. "Harry, can you check the surroundings for me?"

"No one's here, we can set off."

Ron immediately used his Wand to start the car, and then pressed the silver invisible booster under the dashboard. Their car vanished instantly, and the two of them became transparent as well.

The invisible car soared into the sky, its roar fading into the distance.

As Jeans watched Fang Bi drive away, he shrugged. "It's really not a good habit to not let others finish speaking."

Actually, what he wanted to remind them was that this journey was quite long, and even if they followed the train, it would take all night. It would be best to prepare some food and water, otherwise it would be very difficult.

Unfortunately, the two children didn't pay attention, otherwise they would have suffered less.

Furthermore, this flying car has been modified, and its ability to become invisible is remarkable, but how long it can remain invisible is still unknown.

There might be magic that works indefinitely, but Arthur Weasley would never have it.

Meanwhile, Aaron was also on the train, coincidentally sharing a compartment with Draco, along with another first-year student.

"Colin, I didn't expect to see you here. What a coincidence!"

"Senior, it's a pleasure to meet you," Colin said shyly. "This is my first time riding a magic train. When can we go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"At this rate, we should be able to get to the station by 6 or 7 p. m.

After the Sorting Ceremony, we'll be in time for dinner.

"Aaron, do you know him?" Draco asked curiously.

"We met once in Diagon Alley."

By the way, he's a huge Harry Potter fan!

Upon hearing this, Draco's face immediately darkened, and his gaze towards Colin carried a hint of hostility.

This new house has nothing to do with Draco Malfoy, and he doesn't care which house he's assigned to, but his arch-rival Harry Potter, who idolizes him, makes him a little unhappy.

"Draco," Aaron gave him a serious look, "At least have some of the bearing of Pure-blood."

"I know, but... I just can't accept it."

Why do so many people like Harry Potter?

"He defeated the You-Know-Who, it's all in the books," Colin said, mustering his courage. "It was Harry Potter who restored peace to the Magic World."

"Yes, I admit that's true, but he just had incredible luck."

Colin scoffed dismissively, "You're just jealous."

"What do you know? You're just a newbie."

Fame doesn't tell the whole story, and his fame is completely disproportionate to his ability.

"Just like some Pure-blood families," Aaron said meaningfully.

Draco fell silent and clenched his fists slightly.

He understood what Aaron meant. Everyone thought the Malfoy family was the best-performing Pure-blood family, but he, as the heir, knew the truth.

They have no shortage of wealth, fame, status, or even power, but their real weakness lies in their lack of real strength.

While most inherited Warlock families are in similar situations, theirs is the most dissolute, with only average strength, making them somewhat unworthy of their position.

In other words, the Malfoy family lack a powerful Warlock who could be worthy of, or rather, capable of, maintaining, their wealth and status.

"Senior, what's wrong with him?" Colin asked nervously.

Aaron adopted a serious expression, saying, "I'm contemplating life and ideals."

"Don't make fun of me." Draco rolled his eyes, then looked at Colin with a complicated expression. "Admiring Harry Potter? You... you should be ashamed of yourself!"

"Senior?"

"He means 'Do whatever you want!'"

"Is that so?" Colin scratched his head, gave Draco a forced smile, and then lowered his head to fiddle with his camera.

"How have you been at the Weasley family's these past few days?" Draco asked. "They... didn't bully you, did they?"

"Don't always think the worst of people. They're a pretty warm family, except... Percy."

"You mean that Gryffindor Prefect?"

"Prefect?" Colin joined in curiously.

"You can think of him as a student with a certain degree of teacher authority," Draco explained impatiently, then looked at Aaron, "How is he different?"

"Straightforward, rule-abiding, concerned with saving face, and his personality is somewhat out of sync with that family." Aaron thought of Percy, who often carried a book called ' How Prefects Gain Power,' and gave a relatively objective assessment.

"He is excellent, but he may be a bit selfish compared to others, but overall he is still good."

If nothing unexpected happens, he'll definitely do better than his dad after graduation, though the process might be a bit more difficult.

Draco stared blankly for a moment before blinking. "That's it?"

What else do you want?

"I thought the Weasley family had produced a Dark Wizard."

Aaron rolled his eyes. "Like I said, don't think too badly of people. Percy is just living a more authentic life."

Click! Click!

The sound of wheels turning came from the sidewalk, and a saleswoman opened the door to the private room. "Honey, would you like to buy something to eat?"

"I don't need it, what about you?" Draco said.

Aaron simply pulled an orange out of Abei's pocket. "I don't need one either."

Colin hesitated for a moment, then took out a Silver Sickle and a few Knut from his pocket. "Give me a few small cakes, please."

"Fine!" The sales clerk took the money and handed him three cakes from the cart.

After the salesperson left, Colin was about to close the private room, but Aaron stopped him. "Wait, don't close the door yet."

"What's wrong, senior?"

Would you like to buy something too?

"No." Aaron frowned, his ears twitching slightly. He seemed to hear the shouts of two old acquaintances, but the sounds were sometimes near and sometimes far.

"Did you hear anything?"

"You mean the sound of the wind outside the window, or the sound of the cart being pushed by the neighbor, or... the snoring next door?" Draco's expression turned a little strange as he said this. "Crabbe and Goyle are next door, and they're definitely making that noise."

"Not those," Aaron waved his hand. "I'm talking about the panicked screams."

Draco and Colin exchanged glances and shook their heads in unison.

"Senior, could you have misheard?"

"No way." Aaron believed he hadn't misheard. For the past two months, Hog had forced him to push his physical limits, and each time he had to soak in a medicinal bath made of various rare herbs that was as sticky as glue. The excruciating pain stimulated his body's potential, and his hearing improved several times over.

Soon, he heard familiar voices again, like Ron and Harry, but this time it was a struggling scream.

"What are those two doing?" Aaron glanced at the trees rushing past the car window and a bizarre guess suddenly popped into his head.

He stood up from his seat, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm going outside for a walk. Could you keep an eye on Abei for me and make sure it doesn't run around?"

After saying that, Aaron walked out of the compartment and along the corridor to the last carriage of the train.

He tricked the two guards with Disillusionment Charm, opened the rear door, and stood at the back of the train to admire the scenery.

But after looking for a few seconds, he frowned. Everything seemed normal, but he didn't see Harry and Ron.

"Isn't it here?" Aaron hesitated for a moment, then climbed up the ladder to the top of the train.

The view suddenly opened up considerably, but the train was now on a long bridge, and looking down was breathtaking.

Since Aaron wasn't afraid of heights, he simply stood on top of the train to look for his target.

After looking around, everything seemed normal, but there was a slight sense of disharmony within that normalcy.

Aaron focused on the sound he heard, which was no different from the roar of a train, and slowly moved his gaze in that direction, finally spotting a faint blue car in the clouds above.