Harry potter catastrophe

In the end, Carney had to think of another way. Thinking too much would make things more troublesome. If he didn't have the brain, he could only react passively.

"You picked this car up on the side of the road." Carney looked at the driveway that had turned into a Camaro and couldn't have anything to do with the car. He immediately put aside the relationship as soon as the police arrived.

"Didn't you say it was your prize?" Father Carter kept a distance of more than ten meters from the Camaro. It could have been farther if it wasn't in the garage.

"Yes, so this is a magic car, so he can drive it by himself, but when the police come, you just say you picked it up." Carney continued, "You can't let them know that this is a magic car, otherwise I will be banned.

Those who use magic can't even go to school."

"Magic? But I saw that this car can turn into a big robot. Is this also magic?" his father Carter said in shock.

"Yes, it is also magic, so it must be kept secret."

"No problem, but..." Father Carter wanted to say something more.

"Don't worry, there will be many magic cars in the future, and I will make them for you." Carney knew what his father was thinking, "Go and tell your mother quickly, don't let anything slip."

After a while, the police car arrived as expected. Carney was upstairs listening to their chatter. At first, they just talked about urban drag racing, and asked why the snowplow was chasing his car and why the missiles were there.

My father was baffled and didn't know what was going on.

Then they got to the point and asked about the origin of the Camaro at home and the process of the day. Finally, they dragged the Camaro away on the pretext that it was suspected of being an alien.

"Kani, have you seen the car at home?" My father had long noticed that the old car was missing from the garage.

"It's gone too." Kani winked at his father.

"I understand, you can make it better, preferably one that can understand English, and the seats have massage functions..." My father understood immediately and took it to cast a spell.'

"It will take a while. I thought I would be taken away?" Carney felt a little relieved. Could it be that his thoughts were too complicated?

"Of course that's impossible. Your parents have a rich background." My father said mysteriously.

"..." Carney felt that he might be the grandson of some big boss. His father or mother was the son or daughter of a big boss, and he usually kept his status secret.

It's possible that my father is a retired special forces king. With one order, 100,000 special forces will come and bulldoze London.

It's possible that the mother was the illegitimate daughter of someone in power in England. She had a falling out with her family because she married an ordinary father. The president's father said in anger that he didn't have this daughter, but he would still secretly take care of her.

I didn’t plan to tell myself at home when I was underage, for fear that I would be proud and pampered since I was a child.

"Kani, where have you been? Where is your bicycle?" The mother, who learned about the situation, breathed a sigh of relief and started to ask where Kani was.

"Well, I went to Diagon Alley. I was bored at home. My bicycle was stolen. The public security in the city has been bad recently. The homeless people all wear bicycles." Carney said, there are no cameras on that road or outside the city, that is.

None of them knew Carney was there.

When the London police arrived in the suburbs, all that was left was a large robot corpse with its head shot off, as well as parts and various damaged ground.

It was speculated that the alien robot was fighting with another robot. The traces left at the scene looked like the Camaro was being chased, so their Camaro was towed away. Before being dragged away, they were tested in various ways for fear that it would turn into a big one.

They have a shot.

There was a big loophole in the surveillance. They had too little surveillance and didn't take any traces after the fight ended, but they saw Mr. Strain and his car.

But it doesn't mean anything. If the person is fine, their car may not be.

"It looks like we need a new car at home." My father rubbed his temples. This day had frightened him. Fortunately, he was more receptive and became a mysterious wizard and went to the most famous magic academy.

When learning magic, you can accept any weird things.

"I still think it's better to go out less often." My mother was also a little tired, and a lot of police officers asked her all afternoon.

No notice from the Ministry of Magic came the next day. Maybe what he did was not under the Ministry of Magic's management at all. As long as the wizard is not exposed to the world, it will take care of you, a little wizard.

Even if they were friends with alien robots, they wouldn't be interested, that's probably the case.

The notice from the Ministry of Magic did not come, but Professor McGonagall did.

Professor McGonagall appeared at the door of Carney's house the next night. At that time, they had finished dinner and were sitting in the living room watching TV reports.

"Professor McGonagall is here." Carney sat up from the sofa, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Good evening, Professor." Carney looked at Professor McGonagall, who was still dressed as before, and invited her into the door. "I thought it was the Ministry of Magic."

"No, those few iron bumps cannot make the Ministry of Magic pay attention. Compared with those few iron bumps, there are other things that give them more headaches." Professor McGonagall said, "You are very good at reporting it, but today the Daily Prophet

You are not the one making the headlines, so I think you should try your best not to get into trouble."

"I know." Carney felt that it was not as bad as he thought.

"Minerva, why did Carney get into trouble at school with this sudden visit?" Her mother communicated frequently with Professor McGonagall, and the number of letters she wrote to Carney was much higher than the number of letters she wrote to Carney.

"That depends on Carney." Professor McGonagall looked at her, but she didn't know why she came.

"Me?" Carney was slightly stunned.

"Yes, Principal Dumbledore couldn't get away. He said you need help with something. I hope it's something important." Professor McGonagall looked at Carney seriously. Everyone in the school was watching over Harry. The principal

But I can't leave.

"Huh? Let me think about it." Carney pinched his chin. Dumbledore knew that I needed help, but I needed a lot of help.

His parents had already entertained Professor McGonagall, but Carney was still thinking about it.

"Hiss~" 'I haven't received any spiritual power recently. Could it be that you didn't supervise Xiao Hei?' Xiao Hei came down from upstairs, and Xiao Bai's voice rang in his mind.

"It has hibernated recently and its reaction has been slow. It will be fine after the winter." Carney held Xiao Hei in his hand and suddenly thought of it.

"I understand." Carney looked at his parents and Professor McGonagall.

"It's time for us to move." Carney said seriously. If the thing he needs help most now is the safety of his parents, he is too busy now. Before, he was worried about whether to leave Xiao Hei at home.

"Moving?" "Why?" The parents expressed great confusion, why should they move?

Professor McGonagall did not speak, but she had already guessed what needed to be done. Dumbledore was indeed the most powerful wizard.

"Because several big criminals have escaped from the big prison in the wizarding world. They were sent to prison for killing Muggles and Muggle-born wizards, that is, people who can't do magic. Now they have escaped and are now in prison.

They continue their crimes."

"They are a terrorist organization. They are extremely disgusted with Muggles, especially Muggles who give birth to magical children. They believe that all the stolen magic power must be eliminated." Carney began to make up stories again. This was one of the few times he could get it.

The shooting specialty.

If being mentally retarded is a specialty, it would be unique.

"A lot of people have been killed recently. The school has to move for the safety of Muggle-born students and students born as ordinary people."