v2 Chapter 27： Malfoy Star

Genius to remember the address of this site in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! When Tom and the others came to the platform, they also heard the surrounding little wizards talking. Several little wizards swore that they had seen a car fly in the sky. However, this has also been refuted by many young wizards. In their perception, Muggle cars cannot fly, and even if a wizard family has a flying car, who would dare to drive it?

As night fell, the cold air lingered on the platform, and the little wizards rushed out of the station with the crowd, while discussing "flying cars" fiercely. Tom saw Neville hurried past them, looking around on tiptoe.

"Neville, are you looking for someone?" Hermione has always been a warm-hearted person. Seeing Neville looking anxious, she asked subconsciously, wanting to see if she could help him.

"Harry and Ron are gone. I've been looking for them on the train, but I haven't seen either of them." Neville spoke quickly.

"Longbottom, if you've bought a copy of the Evening Prophet, you'll understand everything." A greasy, languid voice came from behind them, and they didn't have to look back to know it was Draco Malfoy .

Malfoy shook the evening paper that had just been delivered in his hand, smiled brightly, and read it aloud: "Ford Anglia can fly, Muggles are amazed. Two Muggles in London. Sure they saw an old sedan flying over the post office building...noon in Norfolk, while Mrs Hettie Bellis was drying her clothes...Mr Angus Fleet of Peebles reported to the police...six in all Seven Muggles, and that's not counting those who saw it and didn't call the police."

"Merlin's on, even if it's because of the speeding into Azkaban, it's a better car! I remember his father Arthur was still working in the Anti-Muggle Substances Division, and he had such a problem during the summer vacation. A massive search—and the biggest offender turned out to be Arthur himself!"

Malfoy and the students around him laughed.

"I'll definitely send a letter to my dad, and then—poof, there won't be anyone like Arthur in the Ministry of Magic, and maybe there should be a subsidy policy to keep some pure-blood families from starving to death at home. "Malfoy said with a bright face, and he felt more and more that this idea was feasible.

"How did you decide that it was the Weasley's car!" Hermione shot back angrily, but she was a little unsure of herself.

"Use your head, Granger!" Malfoy tapped his forehead, trying to say something, but Tom interrupted him.

"You beep one more word, and I will publish a popular science document on Elizabeth I in the Daily Prophet. I believe that the wizards must be very interested in why Queen Elizabeth never married."

Malfoy instantly froze. The surrounding little wizards who came from pure-blood families and knew some ancient secrets had a thoughtful look, but most of them were still confused.

Malfoy vanished angrily.

The three of Tom continued to follow the crowd - Peggy didn't seem very happy to follow Hagrid on the boat, but left with Hagrid anyway. Tom, Hermione, and Neville walked onto a muddy path with hundreds of horse-less carriages parked on either side of the path.

"Are these cars made of alchemy?" Hermione stared curiously at the empty front of the carriage, a little curious. It was the first time she had seen a carriage without a horse.

Tom glanced at Hermione and Neville, and through their reactions, Tom felt that Hermione hadn't seen Thestrals pulling the cart, but Neville should have seen it, which made him a little surprised.

"This is a carriage that is actually pulled by a magical animal," Tom answered Hermione's question, "This animal is called Thestral, you can simply understand that they are invisible."

"Only those who have seen and understood death can see them," said Tom, looking at the scrawny Thestrals in front of the wagon.

It is normal for the average person to not see the Thestral. Harry had seen his mother killed when he was born, and the first grade had killed Quirrell himself, but he still wouldn't see Thestrals until after the Triwizard Tournament. Because he was young when his mother was killed, he passed out when he dealt with Quirrell.

This shows that seeing death is not the only requirement, I am afraid that it is necessary to know and feel death.

But Tom can see Thestrals:

Ye Qi looks very "unknown". They don't have a bit of meat on them, and the black fur is directly attached to the skeleton, which makes their bones clearly visible, and they can't help but get goosebumps when they see it.

The Thestral's head looked a bit like a fire dragon's head, and Tom could see their milky white eyes without pupils, and the Thestrals between the poles were staring at him intently.

One of the Thestrals also stretched out its wings, growing a pair of bat-like wings between its shoulder bones.

It is no wonder that for centuries it has been regarded as an unlucky symbol, because of its terrifying appearance and characteristics that can only be seen by witnessing death.

"Can you see them too?" Neville asked softly, leaning closer to Tom. Hermione also looked over at this time, she did not expect that the two boys around her had seen death.

"I'm because of my grandpa, how about you?"

"Because of a lot of people." Tom didn't lie, the wizard in Ukraine, Quirrell, and Huaihe...he had really seen the mountain of **** corpses.

Neville fell silent.

Creatures like Thestrals, though terrifying to look at, are actually loyal creatures that can tell if they are friend or foe, and help them when they need to travel. The Thestrals at Hogwarts are well fed and well trained and very docile.

At this moment, they were standing in the same place, looking at the four two-legged beasts boredly. Tom also saw the Yestral on the right crossed the middle Yestral to the leftmost Yestral's face, and rubbed the left side with his head. That one's cheek - can only be described by one idiom: rubbing the ears and temples.

The Thestral in the middle raised its head very humanely, showing a lifeless look.

All of a sudden, the terrifying feeling on them dissipated a lot.

"If you want, you can try to touch it, the Thestrals at Hogwarts won't hurt students." Tom approached the three Thestrals, put his hand on the back of one of them, and helped it comb the back. mane.

Hermione dared to touch it, but she touched Yestral's ribs. The Yestral turned back and licked Hermione's hand. The rough tongue slid across the back of Hermione's hand, bringing a gust of air. Hermione got goosebumps from the scrub like a bath.

Neville followed suit, finding a Thestral to touch a few.

The three of them touched Thestrals for a while before they boarded the carriage and headed for Hogwarts.