Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

The repetitive and boring training passed by in a flash. In this mere month or so, the people staying on Paradise Island have undergone great changes.

It's not just darkening, the scorching sun in summer is unbearable, and it's not just getting stronger, every clear muscle line has flowed bitter sweat.

The bitter potion no longer made them frown, and the fainting pain was gradually replaced by gritted teeth. The flowers in the greenhouse had withstood the ravages of the storm, and when the sunny day came, their high and straight posture made them look like cranes in a flock of chickens, eye-catching and dazzling.

But the time to go home is coming soon. In less than two weeks, they will usher in the beginning of the new semester at Hogwarts. They haven't done a single word of the homework assigned by the professors, and they will spend the rest of the vacation in a busy way.

Except for Harry, he didn’t have homework during the holidays, and he got an O (excellent) evaluation for the seven compulsory courses in the first grade. He didn’t need to do homework during the holidays to prevent him from forgetting what he learned last year after returning to school. After all, the test is also 100 points.

After everyone else used the Portkey to go back, Harry got a canoe. The potion that had been forcibly extended by the Philosopher's Stone was about to wear off. Harry, whose strength was almost weakened by more than half, couldn't punch the stone, and his body's recovery speed gradually became normal, but he also knew that the remaining power that hadn't disappeared would not continue to decline.

During the one month or so when everyone was getting stronger rapidly, Harry, who was also squeezing himself to the limit, never stopped. Relying on the super recovery effect brought by the potion, during the rest of this month, he completed the fusion of magic power from the shoulders to the core muscles of the abdomen. If the current him was facing him a year ago, Harry could lift up his former self with one hand, and then slap him to death.

His purpose of rowing back was only because he had to master the strength of his body in detail at this moment. Although he would not crush the stainless steel cup when drinking water, he couldn't guarantee that when he hugged Dudley, he accidentally strangled his dear cousin's ribs when he got agitated.

Although this is just a small injury that can be cured by a spell and a bottle of potion, it's better not to be huh, but Dudley is an honest and good boy, his dear big cousin.

Three days later, Harry, whose skin was darkened again, dragged his canoe and landed on the beach. Without a map to guide him, the ghost knows where he landed now, and there are no traces of human activities within the range visible to the naked eye, but this will not trouble the wizard.

Putting on clean clothes, Harry pulled out his white ivory and held it high. A few seconds later, a flash of red light suddenly came from a distance, and then accompanied by a sudden sound of brakes, the red-painted double-decker bus slid on the beach and made two deep ruts.

"Welcome to the Rider. Um. Hey dude, did you just get back from vacation in Africa?"

A tall and thin young man with pimples on his face asked in surprise after seeing Harry, "Or you contracted the sunbathing on this beach by yourself?"

"Maybe." Harry shrugged. "4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, by the way, can I get in line? I'm in a hurry."

"Of course!" The tall and thin young man nodded repeatedly. As an unscientific magical vehicle, the speed of the Knight Bus is also contrary to common sense. Compared with the normal bus driving along the road, it does not have any fixed itinerary. Whoever gets on the bus and pays first will be sent to the first one.

"However, in this case, the fare will be a bit more. It costs fifteen Sikels to go to Privet Drive, and you have to add half more. One Galleon is three Sickles and fifteen nats. Do you need a glass of iced drink? I have coffee, black tea, lemon juice, and butter beer here."

"I'm today's conductor, Stan Sampak."

The extremely sharp-mouthed conductor not only speaks quickly and clearly, but also calculates very quickly. In his eyes, the extremely awkward exchange rate in the wizarding world seems to require no mental calculation at all. To be honest, Harry still has a headache to pay, and the Laoshizi exchange rate is simply an anti-human design.

"You don't need to look for it, it's just a tip."

Harry popped out two golden Galleons, picked a brass post bed at random, and sat down.

The excited Stan was about to ask Harry what kind of cold drink he wanted. Harry, who had already taken out a bottle of vodka from his dragon leather backpack, drank it in two gulps. A short alcohol-smelling belch made Stan sneezed hard.

"Oh, here's Merlin." He patted the back of the driver's chair in a low voice, "Ern, it seems like we pulled a humanoid fire dragon into the car today?"

"Really?" The driver named Ern leaned out and turned his head. When he saw Harry inserting a straw into the second bottle of vodka, he shrugged at Stan, "It's probably the Black Dragon of the Heshidiali Islands, but remember to buy me a drink after work. Our honorable Mr. Fire Dragon is going to Privet Drive, right, and he will be there soon!"

"Sit tight!"

Seeing that Harry had paid a generous tip, Ern gave a rare reminder, and then he released the brakes, stepped on the accelerator, and after the roar of the engine, the bus was fired instantly like a cannonball, and it 'bumped' past the two-person-high rock in front of it, and rushed to the road two miles away in an extremely brutal way.

In front of the unscientific but magical buses here, any obstacles that hinder their progress will obediently jump aside to make way for an unobstructed flat road. The reef just now is like that, and so is the single-family villa in front of them.

The Knight Bus, which can be called traveling in subspace, is said to be driving, rather it enters a short-distance jump state after a brief acceleration. The coordinate anchor points all over England allow the car to use Apparition-like and Portkey methods to carry out short-distance space shuttles, thus quickly shuttling through this country. This is why the Knight Bus can only drive in England. Foreign countries do not allow the England Ministry of Magic to lay such coordinate points.

The "give way" behavior of those house obstacles is actually a variant of the Untraceable Stretch Curse. When the Knight Bus is driving, it is shrouded in an independent space bubble and has no contact with the outside world at all. Rather than saying that the obstacle was knocked away, it is better to say that the space where the obstacle is located was temporarily squeezed by the Knight Bus to open a new path.

Matters will collide when they come into contact, but space is a kind of 'fluid'. They are like sea water everywhere. Even if they are torn and pierced, they will heal the wound in the end. The apparition of the wizard is never a teleportation that tears apart the space, but slides from one point to another along the ubiquitous dark tide under the sea surface at a speed that is so weird that it seems to be teleported.

However, in just a few minutes, Harry, who had crossed an unknown number of kilometers, came from the deserted beach to the Privet Drive where the houses criss-crossed.

"I'm back!"

After opening the door with the key, Harry yelled into the room, and then, there was a mess of heavy footsteps.

"Harry! Harry!"

Dudley's panicked shouts sounded from the corner of the second-floor staircase.

"Oh no!"

"We have dirt in our house!"

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This chapter is written while fishing, not deliberately fishing, but feeling dizzy and unable to concentrate. Ah, so annoying.

The script for the second grade is almost finished. I am going to make some good things into it, but I am hesitant to release it too early. For details, please refer to the setting of the space in the section about the Knight Bus. The specific content will not be spoiled.

If I don’t put it in the second grade, I will put the Deathly Hallows in. There will be no Resurrection Stone, but the Elder Wand and the Invisibility Cloak will appear. The setting of the Deathly Hallows has been spoiled in my group. The God of Death exists, and it comes from the abyss.