Chapter 298: He's Not My Friend
Acromantulas reproduce very quickly, and the space allocated to them in the Wardrobe Space is limited, so they often resort to cannibalism, eating their mates and their young.
Wade didn't release these vicious creatures immediately. He sat down, took out the Book of Friends, and opened it.
The page for SSC already had several new lines of text, with the Weasley twins sharing details of their trip to Egypt.
The Weasleys had recently won the Daily Prophet's annual prize, so the family, who had no travel plans, immediately packed their bags and went to Egypt, where their eldest son, Bill, worked.
Soon after, Hermione also joined the conversation, talking about her holiday experiences in France. Theo told her that there was a Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, which was also excellent.
Clearly, communication through the Book of Friends had been restored.
Wade didn't intend to share his current situation with his classmates. He flipped further back in the Book of Friends, pausing first on Remus Lupin's page, then turning to the page for contacting Dumbledore.
Professor Dumbledore, I encountered today...
Wade picked up his pen, but before he could finish the sentence, his pen tip stopped.
He struggled and hesitated for a moment, then erased the line.
Then, he put away the Book of Friends, even sprinkling some collected gold dust back onto Professor Murray. Finally, he poured out a bottle of Draught of Living Death, turning it into a mist that enveloped everyone on the ground, ensuring that even if they were playing dead, they wouldn't wake up halfway through like he had.
Next, Wade put away the Wardrobe Space, bringing out only the Acromantulas, enough to fill the entire truck compartment, and Mihail.
Having not breathed free air for a long time, the Acromantulas immediately became excited, waving their pedipalps and making clicking sounds.
"Quiet," Wade said softly.
The entire compartment instantly fell silent.
Acromantulas are intelligent creatures. Though cold-blooded and cruel, they are very good at seeking advantages and avoiding harm.
The Young Wizard, still quite young, exuded the scent of fresh blood and flesh, which seemed quite delicious.
But beside him, a firebird, not much bigger than a sparrow, was hopping around, curiously observing the foul-smelling compartment.
The Acromantulas hid the fierce glint in their eyes, becoming as obedient as loyal puppies.
Wade leaned against the compartment, closed his eyes to rest, and simultaneously weighed his options in his mind.
Calling the Headmaster would naturally ensure safety and deal with the enemies.
But Dumbledore's "solution" was different from Wade's desired "solution."
Sending those who wanted to harm him to Azkaban, where a large-scale breakout might occur in the future, couldn't be considered a "solution."
Moreover, those people knew his background, had seen his face, and might even trace his parents.
Wade's own safety might be guaranteed, but what about Wade's parents? Should they rely entirely on the neurotic Moody? Or the very busy Dumbledore?
Magic allows Wizards to do many things ordinary people can only imagine, like gods, but magic also greatly restricts Wizards.
When an ordinary person kills, whether with a knife, a gun, a rope, or bare hands, they cause harm to others. For the killer themselves, it might only cause psychological trauma, or perhaps none at all.
However, when a Wizard kills, whether through magic or physical means, as long as it's murder, it damages the soul.
But...
Wade's gaze turned to the spiders beside him.
—What if a magical creature kills someone?
...
The box truck sped down the highway, the lights of London Bridge receding behind it, growing distant.
It merged into the traffic heading towards the docks.
Suddenly, a ball-sized round hole appeared on the truck's roof, and a dark brown bird emerged from it. It looked around, the markings on its neck shining with a blue luster.
A small car on the roadside suddenly jolted violently, and a cacophony of piercing horns erupted around it.
"You scared me half to death!" came a complaint from the passenger seat of the small car. "What's wrong with you? Falling asleep on the highway?"
"No..." the driver said, still shaken. "I just... I think I saw a child on top of that truck..."
"What?" The person in the passenger seat quickly craned their neck to look, asking, "Where?"
The top of the truck, which had already pulled some distance away, was empty. There was nothing there.
"Maybe... maybe I saw wrong?" the driver said uncertainly.
"I think you were definitely dozing off!" the passenger decisively said. "Let's stop at the next service area for a rest."
"...Okay."
The driver was powerless to argue, but he still wondered—did I really see wrong?
...
The honking made Wade glance back. Seeing no accident, he turned his attention away, uninterested.
He was still on the truck's roof, having just used an Invisibility Spell immediately after reverting to human form.
Wade had originally intended to fly along with the truck to see where it would go, but only realized his foolishness after emerging.
The compartment was indeed filled with foul air, a harsh environment, and countless malevolent eyes watching him...
But flying behind a high-speed truck was a huge drain on his stamina. And what if the truck entered an enclosed area? Wouldn't a Peregrine Falcon flying in right after it be even more conspicuous?
Even if there weren't any proper Wizards among Will's group, they couldn't possibly be unaware of Animagus magic.
Since he was already out, Wade had no intention of going back to share a room with the Acromantula. He simply sat on top of the truck, then used a series of anti-wind, anti-cold, and sticking Spells to ensure he could sit comfortably and securely.
He didn't care if it triggered the Trace—if the Ministry of Magic had the ability, they could try to pinpoint his location on the highway! They'd also have to prove that he was the one who cast the Spells.
If the Ministry of Magic truly had such high efficiency, they'd first have to deal with the guys driving the truck.
As night deepened, the truck and a van in front of it drove straight along the paved road on the dock, entering a massive cargo ship. After several turns, they finally stopped at the agreed-upon spot.
The van, being a different weight, was separated from them by over a dozen parking spaces.
Soon, the people from both vehicles got out. They had already removed their masks, allowing Wade to see everyone clearly.
"We're safe here now," Will said. "I need to go back; I have work tomorrow morning."
"Sorry, but you'll have to stay with me until the ship leaves."
The counter lady placed her hand on his shoulder, a hint of menace in her smile. "You understand, right? We're worried you might secretly rat us out to your Werewolf friend."
"Remus Lupin is not my friend," Will said expressionlessly. "He's just an arrogant, self-righteous do-gooder. I feel sick every time I smile at him."
"It's good that you think that way!"
A burly, bearded man clapped him on the shoulder, saying empathetically, "He's that Lyle Lupin's son, and he gets to go to Hogwarts and make friends. How could he possibly truly understand our situation?"
"Oh, no, wait... according to those guys, we're not even considered people, we don't even have souls! Hahahaha..."
The bearded man burst into hearty laughter.
"Shut up, you'll attract attention!" a bow-legged man with thick eyebrows said coldly, then asked the truck driver, "How are those Wizards?"
"The gold dust is working!" the driver chuckled. "They've been quiet the whole way."
"Go check on them!" the thick-eyebrowed man ordered.
"Eh, is that really necessary?" the freckle-faced driver pushed back lazily. "What if the gold dust blows away when I open the door?"
"Go look!" the thick-eyebrowed man said, suppressing his anger.
"...Alright," the freckle-faced driver said reluctantly, slowly fumbling for his mask and putting it on. He walked to the back of the truck, unlocked it, and then pulled open the metal door.
A dense cluster of green eyes stared back at him.
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