Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

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'What about it?'

'We can fly the car to Hogwarts!'

'But I thought –'

'We're stuck, right? And we've got to get to school, haven't we?

And even underage wizards are allowed to use magic if it's a real emergency, section nineteen or something of the Restriction of Thingy ...'

Harry's feeling of panic turned suddenly to excitement.
'Can you fly it?'

'No problem,' said Ron, wheeling his trolley around to face the exit. 'C'mon, let's go, if we hurry we'll be able to follow the Hogwarts Express.'

And they marched off through the crowd of curious Muggles, out of the station and back into the side road where the old Ford Anglia was parked.

Ron unlocked the cavernous boot with a series of taps from his wand. They heaved their trunks back in, put Hedwig on the back seat and got into the front.

'Check no one's watching,' said Ron, starting the ignition with another tap of his wand. Harry stuck his head out of the window: traffic was rumbling along the main road ahead, but their street was empty.

'OK,' he said.

Ron pressed a tiny silver button on the dashboard. The car around them vanished – and so did they. Harry could feel the seat vibrating beneath him, hear the engine, feel his hands on his knees and his glasses on his nose, but for all he could see, he had become a pair of eyeballs, floating a few feet above the ground in a dingy street full of parked cars.

'Let's go,' said Ron's voice from his right.

The ground and the dirty buildings on either side fell away, dropping out of sight as the car rose; in seconds, the whole of London lay, smoky and glittering, below them.

Then there was a popping noise and the car, Harry and Ron reappeared.

'Uh oh,' said Ron, jabbing at the Invisibility Booster. 'It's faulty –'

Both of them pummelled it. The car vanished. Then it flickered back again.

'Hold on!' Ron yelled, and he slammed his foot on the accelera- tor; they shot straight into the low woolly clouds and everything