It took Harry and Ron a long time to recover.
"Hey, Ron, did your dad modify your family's car himself, or did he buy it that way? Where can I get one? Can I customize how it looks?" Jerry's eyes shone with excitement.
Jerry thought a flying car was far more practical than a flying broomstick. He had more than enough Galleons now, and he wanted one to play around with.
As for whether Jerry was old enough to drive... well, Ministry of Magic Officials could take that up with his parents!
Ron stared at Jerry, clearly surprised by how interested he was.
"Jerry, where did you get so many Galleons? Anyway, I hate to disappoint you, but Dad bought the car from a Muggle and modified it with magic himself. Mum had a huge row with him over it!"
"Oh..." Jerry rubbed his chin, unable to hide his disappointment.
"If you're really interested, I can write to Dad and ask him in a while! Just not right now. If I bring up the car again, Mum might send me another Howler!"
"That'd be great! Thanks, Ron!"
"Your interests are weird, though, Jerry. You actually like Magical Cars!" Ron scratched his head as he looked at Jerry.
You're the weird ones. Why ride broomsticks when you could sit in a comfortable car? Jerry thought.
Jerry smiled without arguing. To Ron, a flying broomstick was probably what every wizard ought to have.
"Oh no! We're going to be late. Jerry, we have to go. The greenhouses are a long way from the Great Hall!" Hermione said, glancing at the clock on the wall.
Gryffindor's first lesson was Herbology with Professor Sprout, alongside the Hufflepuff students.
The Charms classroom.
Professor Flitwick stood atop a pile of books, waving his Wand as