Chapter 186 Blake: Professor, Is My Dismissal A Big Deal?
"Actually... I have a little problem."
Blake said.
"what is the problem?"
Grindelwald asked casually while groping for the car.
"You...how did this car come here?"
"Ahem, of course I drove here!"
"But you can't even activate it..."
"I just forgot..."
Grindelwald is a little depressed now.
He thought Muggle cars would be easy to learn.
So I asked my little brother to drive the car directly.
Then he could show himself off to Blake.
But now it seems.
It doesn't seem to be such a simple matter.
Damn it, why is the light not moving...
"Or...you should let that driver come out.
Blake couldn't stand it anymore.
The gear is not even engaged, and the accelerator is started to slam...
Are you sure you're not joking?
"No! This car only has two seats!"
"The driver is driving, so where should I sit?"
Grindelwald knew that he had slipped the tongue when he blurted out.
"Okay, okay, then let's send you back with the wizard's method."
Grindelwald looked frustrated.
I also want to show off.
Just looking at the scenery along the way, while sending Blake home.
But now it seems...
Blake scratched his head, "How about I try it?
"You? You can drive?" Grindelwald looked at Blake suspiciously.
"Of course I will! I can even drive an excavator!"
"Little car, turn your back on your teeth?"
Blake twitched "four six zero".
Do you really think that those bronze treasure chests you opened for nothing?
Let you old rookie take a look.
What is intermediate driving skill proficiency?
"You really will? Didn't lie to me?"
Grindelwald looked at Blake in bewilderment.
"What did I lie to you for?"
Grindelwald had to get out of the car.
Then changed seats with Blake.
The skill mastery rewarded by the system really lives up to its reputation.
Although Blake also drove in a previous life.
But after all, I haven't touched the steering wheel for more than ten years.
It should feel rusty.
But now just touch the steering wheel.
Blake felt a familiar feeling.
It was as if he had been driving for decades.
"Fasten your seatbelt."
Blake adjusted the seat while talking.
No way, his current body size is just that of an eleven-year-old child...
"Hold on!"
"Crack! Crack! Boom!"
Put in gear, hit the accelerator, let go of the clutch...
The car jumped forward suddenly!
"Oh!" Grindelwald exclaimed excitedly.
Although it is embarrassing to be dismantled on the spot.
But this Muggle car is still very enjoyable to drive!
Intermediate driving skills are proficient, equivalent to the level of junior racers.
Although there are still some shortcomings in going to the game.
But drag racing on the street is still very easy.
See Blake's skilled driving skills.
Grindelwald clutched his seat belt tightly.
"Where did you learn to drive?"
"Did you also take the driver's license test?"
Blake said speechlessly: "Please! How can I get a driver's license at my age?"
"Then why are you so good at driving?" Grindelwald asked.
"Don't inquire about geniuses!" Blake explained dirtyly.
Anyway, you know I'm not a normal person, how can I explain it?
Think what you like!
Grindelwald watched the cars scuttle through the traffic.
Even he felt a faint sweat.
At this point, he remembered how Blake could fly like a pro as soon as he got on his broom.
Then immediately relieved.
Blake can easily control even the speed of a broomstick.
Isn't it easy to master a mere Muggle car?
Having grown up in the Muggle world, he must have learned to drive by accident.
This is not surprising at all!
Therefore, because Grindelwald is accustomed to underestimating the Muggle world.
It made him no longer have doubts about Blake's extraordinary driving skills.
Grindelwald and Blake had a great ride.
But...don't forget this is a convertible!
So, everyone can see it.
Sitting in the driver's seat...
is a child!
then...….…
The police are here......
"The vehicle in front, stop immediately!"
"Pull over! Turn off the ignition!"
After a while, several beeping police cars followed behind Blake.
"Are they chasing us?"
"Is it looking for us to compete?"
Grindelwald said enthusiastically.
"Compare heads! If you didn't use the Imperius Curse during the driving test, you should know that those are traffic police!"
Blake regretted getting into Grindelwald's car.
"Traffic police? What's that? Oh! There are horses over there!"
British traffic police do have horseback riding.
B...
Of course the rider couldn't overtake Blake's car.
"A traffic policeman is a policeman who manages traffic..."
Blake gritted his teeth and turned into a small road with a small drift.
"Cool!" Grindelwald exclaimed.
"You mean the police? Oh, I know that. It's the Muggle Aurors, isn't it?"
"What are they after us for?"
Grindelwald only felt that his face was numb from the blowing.
But still feel full of interest.
Blake had always been very much to his liking.
It is even said that there is a blood relationship between the two.
So, for him.
Being able to chat alone with Blake.
It's already very happy.
What's more, it's such an interesting thing to do street racing together.
"I'm underage! No driver's license! Fuck speeding!"
"Don't let them catch you!"
Blake drove a few blocks and lost the cops.
B...
After all, it was too conspicuous for him to drive as a child.
Not long after, traffic police appeared again...
"I said... where's your wand?"
Blake saw Grindelwald with a happy face.
I'm about to die of anger.
"Huh? What's the matter? Are you going to use magic?"
"I mean...don't just look! Help!"
"help?"
"Get a confusion spell, Qiu Li Gao!" Blake was going crazy.
"Oh.....I don't need a wand to use the Confusion Charm."
"I know you are very powerful, hurry up. You have been chased like this, when will you get home?"
Seeing Blake almost freaked out.
Grindelwald reluctantly cast a confusion spell on them.
Soon, the Muggle traffic police found that they had lost their target.
until this time.
Blake wiped off his sweat and slowed down the car.
Grindelwald said with some regret.
"It's a pity, that was quite exciting just now, wasn't it?"
Blake rolled his eyes to the sky.
"You let me, an eleven-year-old kid, drive you and play with the traffic police?"
"It's outrageous! You think this is Los Santos!"
Grindelwald asked with great interest: "Where is Los Santos? Does it often happen there?"
Blake: …………
London is still a long way from the Godric Valley in the southwest of England.
Just drive the words.
According to Blake's speed, it will take at least three or four hours to arrive.
However, this happens to be what Grindelwald wants most.
Time alone with Blake.
Blake is well aware of Grindelwald's plans.
But did not refuse.
After all, although scolding is scolding.
But it's exciting to come here once in a while...
However, when driving on a country road.
Grindelwald clamored again to do it himself.
In desperation, Zai Lake had no choice but to agree.
then…………
The poor old car hit a hill three times.
Opened the canal twice.
BRAR...
Along the way, Blake can only say...
Grindelwald's Restoration Curse and Forgetting Curse are really smooth...
But after several accidents.
Grindelwald was finally able to drive the vehicle normally.
Wait until you finally drive to Godric Valley.
It's getting late...
From afar, Blake could see Dumbledore and Nagini standing in the doorway.
Blake couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
But Grindelwald didn't change his face...
While approaching Dumbledore's house.
He even deliberately imitated Blake's appearance and made a small drift.
It's a pity that his talent is not focused on driving skills.
"boom!"
Then Dumbledore watched with black lines all over his head as a large piece of his fence was smashed.
"G... old bastard!"
Dumbledore wanted to shout Grindelwald's name.
But thinking of the name is too sensitive.
So I had to become an old bastard.
However, this is enough to make Nagini's three views next to him explode.
Dumbledore's impression of her has always been that Tarzan collapsed in front of him without changing his face.
but now..………
It was the first time she had heard Dumbledore swear!
"Ahem..." Grindelwald scratched his white hair.
A look of embarrassment flashed across his face.
"Although the result is not very good, but I feel that the car is sliding!"
"You feel it, don't you?"
"If it wasn't for that fence, I would have succeeded in drifting!"
Blake ignored the old-timer.
Instead, he took his own suitcase and got out of the car slowly.
Because he felt that his legs were soft now.
Grindelwald's car skills...
Who doesn't have soft legs in his car!
"Blake, what's going on here?"
Dumbledore watched as Grindelwald frantically tried to reverse the car.
Then it crashed a fence...
Dumbledore's face turned dark to Blake.
Even the beard is trembling...
"There shouldn't be anything that happened to you along the way, right?"
That's what Dumbledore's words translate to mean.
Ask Blake if he got into any trouble on the way back...
Because he saw Grindelwald's driving skills.
No matter how you think about it, it doesn't look like it's okay...
"Oh.....No.....Nothing."
Blake shook his head.
Although he was chased by Muggle traffic police for nine streets along the way.
Although there were seven or eight car accidents along the way.
But at the end of the day, there were no casualties
There was also no property damage.
so.…………
It doesn't seem like a lie to say that there was no trouble
"Fluff!"
At this moment, an owl flew over.
Dropped a letter on Blake's head.
Suddenly, an ominous premonition rose in Blake's heart.
After opening the letter, Blake's face turned green.
[Dear Mr. Green: We have received reports that you used a confusion spell on Euston Road, London, at 3:20 this afternoon. You know that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside the school, and if you do this again, you may be expelled from the school (5.8 Act on the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Wizards, 1875, paragraph 3). Please also keep in mind that any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-members of the magical community (Muggles) is a serious offense under Section 13 of the International Federation of Wizards' Statutes of Secrecy. Happy Summer Holidays! Mafal Hopkirk Ministry of Magic Prohibition of Misuse of Magic Division
It was on the Muggle high street, not in the wizarding community.
So... the Ministry of Magic's brain-destroying system.
That counts the ones who use magic on Blake.
Just like in the original plot, when Dobby framed Harry...
Fuck! I was wronged!
Wait.........if this confusion spell counts on me too.
#B...
"Fluff!"
Another owl flew by.
Then another letter fell into Blake's hands.
When Blake opened it, his face turned black.
【Dear Mr. Green: We have received information that you cast the Restoring and Forgetting spells in front of a Muggle family near a Muggle village at 5:40 this afternoon. This behavior is a serious violation of the "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act", so you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Representatives from the Ministry of Magic will shortly be sent to your residence to destroy your wand. In view of the fact that you have previously been formally warned for breaching Section 13 of the International Confederation of Magicians' Statute of Secrecy, we regret to inform you that "you must appear at the Ministry of Magic at nine o'clock in the morning on August 15th. We hope you will Take care. Your faithful deed Falda Hopkirk The Ministry of Magic prohibits the misuse of magic
Blake smiled wryly and said to Dumbledore:
"Is it a big deal for a professor to be fired?".