“Your truck is too slow! Had you let me drive my car, we would have reached the museum by now,” I sulked and rested my head against the window.
“You should be thanking me rather than complaining, I practically saved your car from getting those ugly moles behind,” He replied and turned back to see the dents that Grey’s bullet had left.
“Whatever! I’m more worried about my car that’s lying all alone out there, Magmus handed it over to me as a present” I grimaced and crossed my arms.
“Oh! I was wondering how you could afford that thing…Anyways relax! You can program it to come where ever you are, try it on the computer once I drop you at the museum,” He sighed.
“Drop me? Why aren’t you coming in?” I raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
“I just remembered, none of us from the tribe are al
