Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Chapter 330 Express Train Incident

House elves are a magical race, and their talent in magic is even stronger than that of most wizards, but they like to serve wizards and never know how to resist or fight, with the exception of Dobby.

But even if they master magic, they will encounter things that magic cannot solve.

It's like now, even if their magic methods are excellent, they still can't tell them how much the right amount is, especially when almost any dish in the densely packed recipes with thousands of dishes is the right amount, they

His mind became even more confused.

Oh my God! Looking at the thick cookbook in front of them, these house elves in Hogwarts felt confused and confused about the task assigned by their 'master' for the first time in their history.

They looked at the appropriate amount of recipes throughout the article. They opened their mouths and seemed to have countless words they wanted to say, but in the end, no words came out.

Because questioning their master is not what a qualified house elf should do, they can't do that!

Carrying the heavy recipes, the house elves in Hogwoods left and returned to their kitchens to study these mysterious oriental recipes that they had never seen before.

Fortunately, the cookbook given by Lincoln did not record those hellish delicacies, nor did it record magical animal delicacies, so the work of these house elves became much easier.

At least they no longer have to worry about ingredients, they only need to figure out what the appropriate amounts are for those thousands of dishes.

Hogwarts New Oriental Cooking School is open! But there are no teachers, just students.

After setting a difficult problem for the house elves, Lincoln happily began to decorate his office.

In fact, there is no need for any overly complicated means. Magic will directly solve these problems with a snap of the fingers. After that, he found Dumbledore: "Hello, Professor Dumbledore."

"Hello, Professor Lin." Dumbledore didn't seem surprised by Lincoln's method of directly drawing a circle to convey: "Professor, are you ready to teach students of different grades?"

"Actually, I have prepared some, but not much." Lincoln's attitude was very arrogant, and he did not look like a teacher at all: "As you know, preparing for lessons has always been very annoying, so I am going to give it a try myself."

"That's a good idea. Then, do you need any help from me?"

"No." Lincoln shook his head, held the phoenix in his arms, and caressed it regardless of its struggle: "I just had nothing to do, so I came to see you."

"You have nothing to do." Dumbledore was silent for a moment: "If that's the case, Professor Lin, I can recommend some things to you."

"Platform nine and three-quarters is about to open, and the express train needs to welcome the new students. If you don't mind, you can go together to welcome the new students to prevent any special circumstances from happening above. You know, this year's situation is quite special."

Lincoln didn't say what the special situation was, and neither did Dumbledore. The two just looked at each other and smiled, and then Lincoln stood up: "No problem, I just want to see what that train looks like."

As he spoke, he released the struggling Phoenix in his arms.

Phoenix, who had been letting go but to no avail, took off the moment he was free, far away from Lincoln, staring at him with vigilance in his eyes, as if he was very dissatisfied with Lincoln's previous actions of touching him.

Regarding Phoenix Fox's dissatisfaction, Lincoln just laughed and disappeared behind the portal.

And when the last flash of light disappeared, the figure in the painting on the wall spoke: "Dumbledore, you really made a bad decision to recruit such an unknown person into Hogwoods!"

"If you ask me, this is very smart, that kind of strange teleportation magic. Oh! I have never seen it before, what a miracle!"

While the previous principals in the portrait were discussing, there was a pop, and a hole the size of a head suddenly opened in the air, and Lincoln's face appeared in it, looking at Dumbledore: "Also, there is one more thing I want to say,

Can the menu for this year’s opening ceremony be slightly changed?”

"Corn, fried chicken, French fries, vegetables, it's a bit boring, isn't it?"

Dumbledore lowered his eyes on the bridge of his nose slightly, and looked at Lincoln from the frame. After a moment of silence, he laughed: "Since the professor is willing to share some things, I think Professor McGonagall will be very happy."

"That couldn't be better." Lincoln also laughed and disappeared.

There was still some time before the express train departed, so he decided to go to the library of Hogwoods to learn a little bit about spells during this time, and by the way, go to the kitchen to change the menu for the opening ceremony of Hogwoods.

By the way, does it seem a little ulterior to prepare stinky tofu and confit vegetables for such an important ceremony?

Probably not, since the school has an infirmary anyway.

King's Cross Station - Platform nine and three-quarters.

On a platform hidden by magic, Lincoln looked at the magic train in front of him: "It's a very good idea to combine trains with magic. It seems that the wizards in this world have very good brains."

"Hello, Professor Lin."

While Lincoln was looking at the express train that combined steam and magic, Hagrid, who was like a little giant, walked up to Lincoln: "I was wondering who would help welcome the new students, and it turned out to be you."

"Hagrid?" Lincoln looked at Hagrid: "Where's Harry Potter? Did you throw him away?"

"Uh." Hagrid's tone faltered slightly, and he patted his chest and said, "I have some more important things to go to Professor Dumbledore, so thank God, you're here to help."

"You're welcome." Lincoln smiled slightly and took out his staff: "Do you need me to give you a ride?"

Hagrid looked at the silver staff in Lincoln's hand. It had no wood texture at all, but looked like metal. He shook his head: "No, no. I think I can go back by myself."

"Is that so? Then I wish you a safe journey and just leave the express train to me."

Hagrid didn't know Lincoln very well, but he trusted Dumbledore, so he also trusted Lincoln, whom Dumbledore hired as his professor.

In his opinion, it is just to welcome new students, and unless someone is bold enough to attack the train, there will definitely be no problems.

Hagrid left with peace of mind, while Lincoln looked at the express train in front of him and laughed, taking out his wand: "Come on, let's have a pleasant ride experience!"

The express train is the only large-scale transportation service in Hogwoods.

Whether they are freshmen or old students, they all have to use this means of transportation to enter the school. However, the difference is that old students can often enter the school through other roads and do not need to cross the Black Lake by boat like the new students.

Of course, these are under normal circumstances. Now that Hagrid is gone, the situation cannot be considered normal.

More and more students are entering the state and boarding the magical express train with their luggage.

The whine of the steam train sounded, and under the thick white steam, the express train started and drove along the tracks towards Hogwarts, leaving the scenery of the platform behind.

The express train is not small, and separate carriages are prepared for students of each grade, so that new students can start to get to know each other in the carriage.

Malfoy, Weasley, Hermione, Harry, one after another familiar names appeared on the train ticket in Lincoln's hand. He smiled, and then waved his wand: "All Hogwarts students, you

good!"

"Wow!" Hearing Lincoln's voice spread in the carriage, Ron's face was full of surprise: "I never knew that trains could have such a use!"

Not only did he not know, but even the old students didn't know. They looked at the source of the sound with doubts: "What happened? Did someone hijack the train?"

Just when they were confused, Lincoln's voice came again: "I am your teacher. I am a teacher who just joined this year to teach innovative magic use. I am also the teacher who replaces Hagrid to greet you. My name is Lincoln, you can call me

I'm Lin, but it's best not to let me hear any nicknames."

"Magic is a magical thing, but most of you don't seem to know how to use it to the maximum extent, but it doesn't matter, this is my teaching task. And now, I need to show you that magic can do it

To what."

"Now, take out your wand, recall what you have learned, and welcome the carnival moment!"

As he finished speaking, Lincoln tapped the wand in his hand, and a ray of light spread rapidly from the front of the car to the rear.

In the surprised eyes of hundreds of students, the iron sheet of the closed carriage began to tear from the middle and quickly spread out.

The shelves, seats, and the luggage they carried were printed on the iron sheet of the screen like paintings, and then rising above the rolling carriages were walls and closed fortresses.

In a completely open-air environment, everyone could clearly see Lincoln standing on a towering platform at the front of the car. The whistling air blew their hair into a mess, and in front of the car, there was a path leading to an unknown place.

Somewhere, a portal with golden dots of light spinning around its edge opened wide.

Whoosh whoosh——

The train carried the sound of wind and penetrated into the deep darkness that could not be seen. The next moment, the railway tracks and green mountains and green waters disappeared, replaced by the deep starry sky, with monsters emerging one by one in the starry sky.

The monsters are so terrifying, almost as if they exist on top of their uncanny valley effect.

Suddenly, countless freshmen at Hogwoods were frightened and cried, and huddled up: "No! No! Don't come here!"

"Help me! Mom! Mom!"

"I don't want to go to school! I don't want to learn magic anymore!"

Noisy crying sounded, and Lincoln laughed heartily on the stage. In order to bring the purest experience to these new students, he waved the magic wand in his hand and opened the lid of the originally closed fortress.

So, when the big faces of those ferocious monsters appeared in the gaps, the sounds of crying and panic became louder.

The performance of the freshmen was unsatisfactory. Even Hermione, known as the top student, was on the verge of collapse after being licked by an ugly and disgusting monster. Her body was covered in green and black mucus.

cried out.

On the contrary, those old students performed well. Maybe they had learned something or maybe they had been hit too many times. They were able to pick up the wands in their hands and fight back. Even when they were attacked by those monsters, they did not completely lose their will to fight.

On the contrary, at certain times, when they looked at the tortured and crying freshmen, they felt like they wanted to laugh.

Although their situation is not good, they just want to laugh when they see those freshmen with naive faces collapse, but this is not possible, this is really a loss of merit! But, it is really funny!

After unfolding the train, entering a different space, and creating some monsters whose attacks were very disgusting but not harmful, Lincoln had already begun to sit on the stage and admire the performance of the students below.

In the carriage, watching the students who originally had dreams of magic are now crying because of magic, it often gives people a wonderful feeling.

Lincoln was very happy, the conductor was very happy, and the old students were also very happy. Only the freshmen were tortured miserably, but exchanging one person's pain for three times the happiness is actually a good deal, isn't it?

The happy times didn't last long.

After an hour of torture, the originally flat iron sheets of the carriage closed again, and a large amount of mucus disappeared quickly like running water. As the golden portal reappeared, the train passed through the deep starry sky.

Apart from the consumed magic power, the shock on Xinsheng's face, the still red eyes and the traces of tears, it was no longer possible to tell what had happened before.

Hermione, who was born as a Muggle, had read a lot of things from books, but obviously, the prank that Lincoln participated in and carried out was definitely not recorded in any book.

At this time, even though the prank was over, she was covering her face and screaming and sobbing, obviously being tortured.

But unlike these new students, Ron and his two brothers' eyes were as bright as four large light bulbs at this time.

They had never thought that such a creative prank could be carried out on the Hogwoods express train. Look at Ron, he was so scared that he huddled in the corner with the mouse Scabbers!

The two Weasley brothers, who were laughing loudly, ignored their embarrassed appearance and took out their cameras to take a picture of Ron. They decided to keep it and use it to humiliate his stupid brother whenever necessary in the future!

(End of chapter)