Chapter 849 Targeted Accident

Hermione was addicted to the mysterious world of magic. Of course, Duran was an open-minded parent and would not send Hermione to electrotherapy just because she was always reading wizard books. However, Duran also found that Hermione seemed to be surrounded by bad luck. Since Hermione received the notice, she has been encountering various seemingly unexpected dangers.

To be honest, it was the same before receiving the notice, but it was not so frequent, and Duran didn't care. Because naughty children always put themselves in danger. For example, they were walking on the side of the road, but suddenly ran to the middle of the road and were hit by a car, or they were playing in the middle of the road and were hit by a careless driver.

But no matter what, this time it was too much. Duran looked at the fragments of the aircraft engine in the backyard and was speechless.

"What do you think happened?" Denise looked at Duran: "Last time, a truck lost control and crashed into us. The time before that, lightning broke a telephone pole. And the time before that... I can't even count how many accidents there have been in the past ten years, but I'm sure it's related to little Hermione. It seems that every accident is directed at her." Denise also felt that it was too much to just drop the plane engine. If it weren't for Duran's alertness, their home would have been destroyed: "To be honest, I'm a little worried about letting her go to magic school. I don't know what kind of accident will happen again."

"Don't worry, I won't let my daughter be born." Duran also frowned. It seems that this world has had a strong malice towards Hermione from the beginning. She had a car accident at the beginning. If he hadn't traveled through time, Hermione might have died ten years ago. He was also worried that there would be accidents in Hogwarts: "So I think I should find a job as a school counselor." Duran has thought it through.

He's going to recommend himself again, thinking that this is also for his daughter.

Since Duran was concerned, Denise was relieved. She was observing all kinds of people and watching everyone's stories every day. She was so leisurely: "I will find a lawyer. I think we should get compensation for this matter." Denise was referring to the engine fragments that fell from the sky.

"Then the house will be left to you."

On the eve of departure, Hermione couldn't sleep at all. She was so excited that she wanted to fly to school immediately, while Duran went to the Leaky Cauldron. He wanted to find Robin.

Robin is now the owner of the bar. Old Tom retired early and transferred the bar to the capable Robin.

After deciding to find a job at Hogwarts, Duran asked Robin to help investigate the situation at Hogwarts, including what the teachers like. Duran was going to give gifts.

In the dim bar, Duran heard many people talking about Harry Potter. Not long ago, the Boy Who Lived came to Diagon Alley, and he will also go to school this year.

"My little sister is in the same class as the Boy Who Lived. Maybe they can become good friends." Robin said.

"If Hermione knew you could do magic but never told her, maybe she would hate you for the rest of her life." Duran said with a smile.

Rolling his eyes: "Father, you've probably hidden more things from her than we have. I don't know if she can accept such a blow in the end. The setting that our family is from another world is probably more difficult to accept than wizards."

"She will accept it. Have you prepared everything I asked you to prepare?" Duran asked.

"Everything is ready, food, play and drink, all things that professors in Hogwarts like, but bribery may not work." Robin was not optimistic about Duran's method.

"This is not bribery, but a gift for me to make friends after I take office." Duran said confidently.

Robin probably knew what Duran was going to do. He probably wanted to force Dumbledore to accept Duran as a teacher at Hogwarts School. If that was the case, Robin believed that his father could do it.

All the big and small bags were taken away. The next morning, Duran, Denise and all the sisters gathered together to send Hermione and Duran off. As for Grace, she said that it was too sad to say goodbye, so she didn't want to come.

Of course, Hermione didn't know that Duran was going to Hogwarts on the same train.

Platform 9 and 3/4? Hermione looked up, but there were only Platform 9 and Platform 10, and there was no Platform 9 and 3/4 at all: "Why did I forget to ask Professor Law where the platform was?" Hermione began to get anxious. She couldn't miss the train, which was leaving at nine o'clock.

"Hermione, open your eyes wide, you can find abnormalities around you, it's very simple." Duran said: "Focus and observe, there must be more than just you going to the college as a student today."

Yes, Hermione was immediately inspired and looked around with wide eyes, and sure enough, she saw someone crashing into the pillar. In fact, if it was a Muggle, no matter how much attention was paid, it would not be seen, but after receiving the notice, Hermione was no longer a Muggle. Knowing the existence of wizards, some Muggle repelling spells were useless.

"Wow." Hermione didn't expect the platform to be hidden there: "Just like Diagon Alley."

"Let's go." Duran said.

Denise handed the large lunch box to Hermione: "Your sister and I will deliver it here, be careful."

"I know, mom, I'll go first." Hermione closed her eyes and prepared to hit the wall before rushing into the platform. The scene was completely different. She was indoors before, but now she was outdoors. The steam train was right in front of her, and the rising steam made the whole platform full of mystery.

There were also wizards, many wizards, wizard parents and little wizards.

Hermione was a little nervous because she was alone now, and she didn't know that Duran would get on the train later. That's right, Duran didn't say anything, and was going to give Hermione a surprise at the end.

A wizard came to help Hermione deliver her luggage to the train, and Hermione sat in the ordinary carriage in the front, which was a carriage with many people together, not the compartment in the back.

No one told Hermione where to sit, so she could only decide on her own.

"Neville sits here." A hunchbacked but strong old woman pulled a fat, round, shy and slow boy to the opposite side of Hermione: "Is there no one here?"

Hermione shook her head. It was the first time she was spoken to by a wizard.

"Neville, remember to write me a letter using the school owl when you get to school. After you leave, I will be the only old woman left at home." "But I am still very happy for you. I thought you had no chance of entering Hogwarts, but I didn't expect you to be able to enter the school. Now that you have enrolled, don't forget the honor of our Longbottom family." "And you have to write me a letter. I, an old woman, will be lonely."

Hermione was stunned. This old woman was a master of changing her face. She was lonely at one moment and let her grandson gain glory at another moment, and then she was lonely again. I heard that wizards have very strange tempers, and now it seems to be true.

In the end, there is still one sentence, to write a letter.

"Hello, I am Hermione Granger."

"Hello, I am Neville Longbottom, just now it was my grandmother." Neville said shyly.

Neville didn't seem to be good at speaking. He would only answer if Hermione asked a question. And Hermione didn't want to know about Neville, she just knew that his family was a magical family.

Finally, the children got on the train one after another, and Hermione and Neville were also surrounded by seats. The train started moving, and Hermione became more excited. However, the train would take six or seven hours to arrive, and no matter how excited she was, she would have to wait until dark to arrive.

On the way, Hermione continued to make up for it. In fact, she already knew more wizard knowledge than the little kids around her, but Hermione was still worried that the kids around her who had been influenced by wizard families since childhood knew more.

Hermione had even learned a few small spells, which was better than the kids in wizard families. To some extent, she had read too many books.