A Flying Car Adventure

Harry spent the happiest day of his life at the Weasley Family, and if he could, he never wanted to return to Number Four, Privet Drive.

Today everyone went to sleep early because tomorrow they still had to go to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies and board the train back to school.

Eli and Harry both squeezed into Ron Weasley's room. Fortunately this was a magical world, and Molly Weasley had enlarged Ron's bed several times over, but limited by the already cramped room, the three of them were still a bit crowded.

Perhaps only a thick-skinned, foolish boy like Ron could fall asleep this fast, and Eli wanted to choke him to death because the snoring hadn't stopped for a single second since the moment he fell asleep!

"Eli, are you asleep?"

Harry's voice came from the side. Eli turned his head, and this guy wasn't asleep either, wondering if he was excited or likewise kept awake by the noise.

"What's wrong?"

Harry was silent for a moment, as if organizing his words. "When you told me to use my hand to hit Voldemort back then, did you know all along that he couldn't touch me?"

Eli was slightly stunned. Did this kid figure it out? How did he suddenly discover this blind spot?

To tell the truth, Eli really hadn't considered things thoroughly, and moreover, under the circumstances at the time, they had no other choice either.

"Actually, I had no choice either, and I didn't expect Voldemort to be unable to touch you. You could say that was a blind cat running into a dead mouse!"

"Really?"

Harry sounded a bit doubtful, or rather, this kind of answer wasn't what he truly wanted to hear.

"Really."

Harry fell silent again, and for a time only the echo of Ron's snoring remained in the room.

Just when Eli thought Harry had fallen asleep, "Actually, I have another younger brother."

Eli's heart skipped a beat. Could Harry know something?

"Then he..."

"He died, or rather, went missing."

Eli breathed a slight sigh of relief while not knowing how to answer him.

"Do you think I'm the one who killed them? They all died, and only I'm left by myself."

Harry's voice was somewhat desolate in this night sky. "No, Harry, they just wanted to protect you, and this has nothing to do with you. Besides, you still have..."

He had just wanted to say you at least still have your aunt and uncle, but thinking of everything Harry suffered at the Dursley family, the words stuck in his throat; this definitely couldn't be considered a comfort to Harry.

Harry suddenly turned over. "Do you think Billy might still be alive?"

His emerald pupils, identical to Eli's, still shone brightly under the night.

Eli didn't dare look into his eyes. "I hope so," he stared at the ceiling.

Harry suddenly said, "I didn't say who Billy was."

A shock went through Eli's heart. What the hell? I got played by this kid?

Harry had never mentioned his younger brother to others before. Just as Dumbledore had said, very few people knew Harry had a younger brother.

Eli hadn't thought much just now and actually got tricked just like that.

He froze without speaking, not knowing what to say either. Was this about to be exposed? Was the grand drama of brothers recognizing each other going to be staged while sharing a bed?

Eli's mind was in utter turmoil. A moment ago he was thinking about how to explain, and the next moment he was thinking about what to say to Harry after they recognized each other.

"I feel like you guys still keep a lot of things from me."

Harry spoke as if talking to himself, and it seemed just now was merely a joke.

Eli was also rendered too terrified by this wave from Harry to say anything further.

"Professor Dumbledore is like that, and you are too."

Harry looked at Eli, who was still feigning ignorance, and then looked as though he had resigned himself to his fate.

"I just hope you guys won't leave me behind by myself again."

Eli suddenly turned his head to look at Harry. Harry was staring at the ceiling right then, just like Eli had done a moment before.

"Rest assured, we won't. We'll always be there."

Harry turned his head, smiled at Eli, and then burrowed into the quilt. "Goodnight."

Leaving Eli alone staring wide-eyed while Ron's snoring persisted relentlessly.

"Silencio!"

With a single spell, the world finally grew quiet!

The next day, everyone got up at the crack of dawn, mainly having been called up by Molly Weasley.

According to her words, getting up late meant missing Gilderoy Lockhart's book-signing event.

This very person was their new Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and to reiterate, he was a fraud.

Yet the vast majority of people didn't know his true face, and Molly Weasley was still his fan.

The few of them arrived in Diagon Alley via the fireplace, and Harry seemed to have been sent to somewhere else due to a slip of the tongue.

He had actually gone by a twist of fate to Borgin and Burkes, which was Knockturn Alley, and even ran into Draco.

Draco was a friend, but his father wasn't necessarily one, so he hid himself.

Having evaded the Malfoy father and son, he also nearly got cornered in Knockturn Alley, and thank goodness he ran into Hagrid.

Hagrid said the cabbages at school had been eaten by carnivorous slugs and he had come to buy insecticide—whoever believed those words was a fool.

Carnivorous slugs eating cabbages? That could only mean they changed their menu!

"Oh dear, we were just getting ready to look for you. Are you all right, child?"

Molly Weasley helped Harry brush the dust off his body, and Hermione had arrived as well.

After a few good friends exchanged pleasantries for a while, a handsome fellow dressed in an extremely flashy manner appeared.

Molly Weasley was extremely excited, while Ron looked somewhat helpless.

"Mum is mesmerized by him."

After taking a swat from his mother, Ron started telling Eli about how popular Lockhart was, yet he believed Lockhart was a fraud.

Eli shrugged. "He's all right. I don't pay attention to him, so I don't care."

Hermione at the side also looked at Lockhart with starry eyes. "You guys don't know how brave he is!"

Why was Eli suddenly feeling a bit furious? Eli looked toward Lockhart, instantly feeling how hateful that smile of his was!

"You're right, Ron!"

Harry was dragged in to forcefully pose for a photo together, and then was gifted a complete set of Lockhart's works.

Draco ran out to make a few sarcastic remarks, and his vicious old dad suddenly emerged to ruin the atmosphere.

Another bout of arguing ensued. Lucius picked up Ginny's book to mock it thoroughly, then put it back down, and Eli, who had been watching the whole time, clearly saw an extra black notebook inside!

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, a flick of his wand turned the diary into a small pebble that flew into his Undetectable Extension Bag.

A sharp glint flashed in Eli's eyes. Oh Voldemort, old man Voldemort, you won't be able to run wild now!

In a wonderfully cheerful mood, Eli and Harry's group lagged behind, chatting idly.

Yet subsequent disaster struck: Platform Nine and Three-Quarters was sealed shut!

Harry and Ron crashed and fell flat on their faces.

Seeing that they were about to miss the train, Eli suggested driving there—that's right, in that flying car.

"Can you really do it, Ron?"

"Shouldn't be a problem... right?"

To be safe, Eli cast a Shield Charm on the group once more and dispatched an owl to Professor McGonagall to explain the situation.

"First of all, I must remind you that Muggles have never seen a flying car."

Ron hurriedly pressed the invisibility booster. Fortunately, Eli had cast a Muggle-Repelling Charm earlier, or else this would definitely become major news!

The car quickly took off into the air. "Hey, hey, hey, we're going to crash!"

The car flew up and headed straight toward the clock tower. If it actually hit solidly this time, tomorrow's headline news would be a bizarre traffic accident: car crashes into clock tower.

Another flurry of frantic fumbling later, the car brushed past the clock tower by a hair.

The three of them broke out in a cold sweat, and Eli's pet snake Dogdan crawled into Eli's arms out of fright, poking its head out and swearing up a storm.