Chapter 1082 Delay

After comparing it silently in his mind, Sirius was delighted to discover, "Sure enough, we wizards have more methods than Muggles."

The police officer didn't know Sirius' little thoughts, so he dutifully sent the two of them to the airport and left.

This time, Harry and Sirius finally boarded the plane back to the Kingdom of Corruption smoothly.

After getting off the plane, someone was waiting for them at the airport. It was someone from the Ministry of Magic.

"You guys are really well-informed." Sirius shook hands with the other person, obviously they knew each other, "Harry and I had a little problem, and we just got on the plane this morning."

The other party sighed deliberately and said, "So, when did you think I started waiting for you?"

Sirius was stunned for a moment, "Didn't he just arrive?"

The other party looked at him resentfully, and after a long while he silently uttered a sentence, "I ran over here non-stop as soon as I heard the news that you might be back yesterday."

Sirius scratched his head awkwardly, "Yes, really?"

The other party sighed, "Poor me, I've been waiting here all night and all day, and you actually thought I just came?"

As he said that, he slapped the steering wheel angrily, "That's too much! Sirius!"

Sirius hugged his shoulders with a smile, "Don't be like this, Ian, isn't this an emergency? I didn't expect Neon Airport to be so welcoming. It just encountered a flight delay caused by force majeure. Not only did it invite us to stay A high-end hotel also provides free food and even styling.”

He said a lot of things, which made the wizards who came to pick him up look at him frequently.

"Really?" He was a little suspicious, "Why do I feel like you are deceiving me?"

Harry thought silently in his heart, isn't he just fooling you?

But this was his godfather and he couldn't be embarrassed, so Harry turned his face and pretended to be looking at the scenery.

"Am I that kind of person? How can you slander me!" Sirius pretended to be angry and shouted, "You're so good Ian, I still thought of you and brought you a souvenir, but you actually... …”

The driver, known as Ian, quickly raised his hands and begged for mercy, "Okay, Sirius, I was wrong. Can you let go? I'm driving and it's dangerous."

Sirius then spared him, sat up straight, and stared ahead.

At this time, the driver began to lose focus, and glanced at Sirius from time to time, making his skin crawl all over.

Sirius glared at him dissatisfied, "What are you looking at?"

The driver thought for a while and then said, "A souvenir?"

Sirius choked, and after a while he reluctantly rummaged through his backpack, and finally pulled out a doll.

"What is this?" Ian looked at the doll in Sirius' hand curiously. It was as cute as a doll, but its eyes were scary and empty, which was a bit scary.

Out of curiosity, Ian turned his whole body sideways to get a closer look at the doll. However, this move scared Sirius and Harry quite a bit.

"Hey! Look at the road ahead! Aren't you driving a car?!"

However, Ian waved his hand indifferently, "It's such a small thing, it doesn't matter."

"How could it be okay!" Sirius wanted to catch his friend and make him aware of the dangers of distracted driving, but Ian asked indifferently, "How many years have you not read the newspaper? Don’t you know that today’s cars all drive themselves?”

Sirius, Harry:? ? ?

What did you say? !

Harry looked up at Ian, a little confused. If the car could drive itself, then the car he and Ron drove back then... Um, no, wait, that car seemed to be able to drive itself!

At this moment, Harry finally remembered the embarrassing scene where he and Ron were thrown out of the car by that bad-tempered car, including everyone and their luggage.

That is truly an everlasting memory.

In short, the wizards’ cars can drive themselves without any problems! After all, that was technology invented several years ago!

No, wait, Harry suddenly remembered that he had been lucky enough to ride on the Knight Bus. Was that one also self-driving? !

"Ah, by the way, actually the Knight Bus is also self-driving." Ian said casually as if he had thought of something, "But that old guy is a very talented actor. You see, no one has ever realized it in so many years. Then, he doesn’t need to drive the car at all, and he doesn’t even need to have a driver’s seat, it can handle various emergencies by itself.”

Harry was stunned.

He still vaguely remembered how skilled the old driver was. He could cross the street at a speed of 300 miles in one second, and stop in front of an old woman crossing the road in the next second. Now tell me about this skill. Is it because of the performance of the car itself?

Suddenly I feel disillusioned!

Harry couldn't help but curse in his mind.

"Then you just asked me not to disturb you while you were driving!" Sirius shouted dissatisfied, "It can obviously drive by itself!"

Ian said expressionlessly, "Please don't talk nonsense to me. I'm driving while fatigued and it's hard to concentrate. I might hit a fire hydrant on the roadside in the next second."

Sirius:……

It turned out that he was still angry because he didn't board the plane yesterday and didn't write a letter to tell him about it.

"Ahem, I can explain this. Really, you have to believe me. This is force majeure because..." Sirius was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes, "Well, it's just because of air traffic control. You You know, Muggle planes don’t always take off smoothly.”

Ian yawned, "I really don't know this, but I don't think even air traffic control will prohibit the owl from taking off."

Sirius rubbed his nose in embarrassment and continued to defend himself, "Well, because they have that kind of machine that drives away birds."

"What is it?" Ian was stunned, "Repelling birds? What kind of magic is this? Does it have any effect?"

"It's not a magic spell, it's a machine." Sirius explained, "Muggle airplanes are very fragile and big things. Birds crash into the windshield every year, so they made it at the airport. Those big machines, I heard, can play some strange music, and after listening to it, the birds don’t want to go near the airport.”

Ian nodded in understanding, "So, it's like a Muggle expulsion spell. It can repel things that you don't want them to come close to. But I have another question now."

Sirius looked confused, "What?"

"Since airplanes are so dangerous." Ian asked doubtfully, "Why do Muggles still take this kind of transportation?"