Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

——Because I have strength. To me, you are like a small bottle cap on the street. You can kick it open with just a kick. You don’t need to be as dedicated as you are with football.

Just like when humans walk on the street, they don't care about the existence of ants, because they are too small to notice at all.

Looking back at this time, Ans felt that he was like an ant to Vincent, and by extension he would face death. This was not because he was indifferent to his non-chief status, but because he actually felt fear. of deep cold.

——Because Ans is a person who died once.

It can be said that he fears that 'world' more than anyone else.

Even though Ans kills people and breaks into the Forbidden Forest alone, he looks stable and strong, but in fact he is not. He knows that he is safe, and the 'reality' brought by years of training makes him confident. , and once he encounters something unknown, his glass-like heart will crack more easily than anyone else.

If Harry were the savior, it was foreseeable that his action would be to rush forward rashly, but Ans would not do that. He would look forward and backward. He would be afraid of death and reactionary if he did not go up or down.

Perhaps this is because the more you know, the more you understand your own powerlessness.

"nothing."

Perhaps she didn't expect Ans to be so direct, and thought he would be like those men who would bear the burden alone, but she didn't resent this kind of 'vulnerability'.

bang——

Cassandra swallowed back what she had not finished speaking, and the two of them looked at the two girls outside.

Although they all know the answer, they still need to pretend to know nothing.

"No QAQ."

"Harry and Ron are not on the train!"

Hermione and Ginny were different. The little girl's eyes were red, but Hermione could still talk calmly. This was all thanks to the existence of Ans and Cassandra, which made her different from the two boys. close.

It always feels weird that a woman and two men are so close, but what about Ans and Cassandra?It's very harmonious, like parents raising their daughters (laughs).

But Ginny was different. One was a good-for-nothing, stupid, stupid brother, and the other was a close idol who had been instilled in concepts by her family since she was a child and praised by small reports from time to time. She would naturally be more concerned about it.

This kind of mentality is probably like this. After all, Ans is not a star-struck fan and cannot understand this kind of mood.

"No need to worry," Ans waved his hand and pointed to the carriage in front of him, "The prefect's carriage is in front and the professor is in it..."

He wanted the prefect or professor in front of him to help, but by chance, there was a shadow covering the window. When Ans saw the shadow, he understood what was going on. He stopped talking and looked outside.

A Ford four-door sedan was flying in the air. This sense of déjà vu reminded Ans of the Vice City he once played on the computer.

"OMG!!!!"

Ginny covered her face with her hands. She was shocked. She didn't expect her family's car at all... No, it should be Ron, a bad guy, who actually secretly drove out in his father's car.

As for Harry?Harry must have been raped by Ron.

"No way? Ginny?"

Mr. Weasley had invited the Grangers to drink before, so they naturally got to know each other. My father said that Mr. Weasley boasted that he had found a Ford from an abandoned car park and rebuilt it.

"Yes...that's my family's car."

hiss--

Hermione gasped.

"This... there is no such provision in the school rules."

Miss Xueba was numb, and she didn’t know what to do in this situation.

They said they were going to school, but they were not on the train, but they were indeed following the train.

"Forget it, there's nothing we can do about it," Ans poured tea for the two girls. "Their whereabouts are already known, and then it depends on their fate. Fortunately it's not summer, otherwise even if you open the window, you will feel like they are there all the time. Let’s go to the sauna.”

September has entered autumn, and the temperature is lower than in summer. This is undoubtedly a good thing for the boys sitting in the Ford Speedster, but it happens to be when the sun is shining at noon, so they must be wet.

During the first part of the journey, Harry and Ron were waving happily down and to the side. The students in the carriage looked at each other with "buling buling" eyes, and some Gryffindor students laughed excitedly. Wave and give them that superstar feeling.

They kept flying north, and were smart enough to check the direction every once in a while to avoid going the wrong way.

Britain is a typical country with a vast land and sparsely populated areas. After checking the direction several times, the boys saw a different scene. Liveable cities, towns, villages and farmland like London were quickly left behind.

In their place are flat fields, glittering lakes and deep green forests.

But a few hours later, Harry and Ron missed the Hufflepuff-born witch pushing the trolley on the Hogwarts Express. They no longer wanted to eat toffee. Although it could supplement sugar to satisfy their hunger, it was sticky. There was no water to drink.

Harry and Ron both took off their coats, their T-shirts were already wet with sweat, and their round black-framed glasses often slid down. They were no longer in the mood to admire the clouds outside the window and the scenery underground.

They all had one question in their minds - why they failed to enter the platform.

Coincidentally, like Anse, Harry thought about the big eyes that appeared in his room when the Masons arrived.

"Um, no, it should be a house elf. When he introduced himself, he seemed to say... Dobby?"It said it didn't want me to go back to Hogwarts, it intercepted my letters, and forced me to be warned by the Ministry of Magic... So this time, it was it? 』

Harry seemed to be in a steamer. In his sweat, he was thinking about why he failed to enter the platform, and he thought of the house elf named Dobby. If he were given a template, it would be like being possessed by Sherlock Holmes.

"And it also said that there is a conspiracy this year, and the most terrifying thing will happen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year! 』

"I only have Hogwarts to go to, so even if there is danger, I can't hide. Besides, instead of letting me stay at my uncle's and aunt's house, I might as well face the danger head-on." 』

Harry thought so, he had even faced Voldemort, the existence that wizards generally feared, and he felt that nothing could scare him anymore.

The sun was setting, and as Ron stepped on the accelerator and ascended, the Ford Speedster's engine made a whining sound, making Harry and Ron look at each other.

"Perhaps it is tired. After all, it has never flown that far before."

It's as if this Ford car has been regarded as a 'person'. It is indeed a little boy who has lived in a mysterious world since he was a child.

The night was a bit starry. Harry put on his coat and pretended not to see the wipers on the windshield swinging, as if to say, 'I can't do this, I can't do this'.

Not far away, with Harry's amazing eyesight, he pointed down and shouted.

"there!!!"

On the dark horizon, on the top of the high cliffs across the lake, stood the turrets and towers of Hogwarts Castle.

However, the car starts to bump and slow down...