Madara's writing wheel eye is all based on his own strength, Kaleidoscope writing wheel eye he even gambled with his life, if it weren't for these, even if he has the blood of the Uchiha family, he can't open the writing wheel eye for a lifetime, it's not as good as an ordinary person, he is indeed Uchiha Madara, if you follow the plot you will eventually get the eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, but no matter which one he is, he has gone through hardships and hard training to have the power to be proud of, if he doesn't work hard, let alone that he is Madara Uchiha, even if he is a six-way immortal, it is useless.

"Do you know who my father is?" Draco was even more frightened in his heart, he had to move out of his father, he felt that his premonition was too accurate, this man was not only not simple, but even very terrifying, he knew wandless magic, but he had never seen wandless magic that could easily control people.

"I'll talk to you now, and if I have the chance in the future, I'll meet your father." Madara said nonchalantly.

"My father, one of the Hogwarts Board members, knows a lot of officials from the Ministry of Magic, and the Minister of Magic, Fudge, often comes to my house as a guest, if you touch me, he will never let you go!" Draco quickly revealed his father's identity, and even Fudge moved out, just to escape Madara's clutches.

"Professor Madara......" Hermione was a little surprised, obviously she didn't expect Drake's identity to be so good, although she was still afraid of Madara, but Madara had Madara after all, and if she lost her job for this, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Little friend, neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort dared to say a word in front of me, I can crush the entire Ministry of Magic with one finger, and if I want, tomorrow the whole of Britain will be surnamed Uchiha. Don't let my patience run out! Madara exuded a murderous aura, and the ground was covered with a layer of frost, and he was already impatient. I didn't want to use force with a child, but he couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart.

The temperature in the carriage dropped to freezing in an instant, and with a thud, the three of them fell to the ground, shivering, and Drake looked at Madara in horror, Goyle and Crabbe were already frightened.

Madara's murderous aura wasn't directed at Hermione. She remembered Madara's words, and curiosity appeared again, this person was definitely not as simple as a professor.

"I'll say it one last time. Apologize or ......" Madara crouched down, his scarlet three-hooked jade chakra eyes slowly turning, staring at Draco.

"I, I was wrong! Please spare me! "Draco broke down. There was a hint of crying in his voice. I'm afraid that Madara will kill him in the next second.

"You don't need to apologize to me, if someone makes a mistake against me, there is no chance of apology at all!" Madara stood up, and Draco stood like a marionette in the aisle.

"I'm sorry!" Drake apologized to Hermione in a whisper, there was still a trace of reluctance in his heart, and he didn't dare to have the slightest doubt in the face of Madara, and apologized to Hermione. But it feels humiliating.

"Can you be louder?" Madara leaned against the wall and said calmly.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me! Draco saw Madara's flat gaze. Hair stood upside down and shouted at Hermione, his apology echoing throughout the carriage.

"Excellent! Later you will understand that the so-called bloodline is actually quite a boring thing! Madara sighed and motioned for Draco to leave.

Draco didn't dare to speak, so he pulled up Goyle and Crabbe on the ground, their feet were a little weak, and the three of them fled from the carriage in embarrassment.

Hermione was about to say thank you, when the box door suddenly opened, and Draco's pig-killing cry pierced through the thick wooden door, and a thin little boy poked his head out, originally a little curious about what was happening, but saw Madara standing in the aisle.

"Professor Madara!" There was a look of surprise in Harry's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Another head protruded from Harry's side, and its red hair stood out.

Harry whispered a few words in Ron's ear, and Ron hurriedly walked out of the box, a little nervous, "I didn't know you were here!" ”

"The train is almost there! Hurry up and go back and sit down! Madara said flatly.

"Yes!" Ron, unlike Hermione, didn't want to stay by the teacher's side for long, so he ran back to the box.

Madara glanced at the door of the box, and there was a chubby mouse hiding under the seat, staring at Madara with small eyes, he seemed to see Madara's gaze, and hurriedly shrank down and hid in the dark.

"Professor Madara, didn't you go back with Hagrid?" Harry looked at Madara cautiously, he knew it would be rude to ask, but Madara made a good impression on him, and he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

"Hagrid has returned to Hogwarts!" Madara didn't say why he was on the train.

"I just bought some food, would you like to eat some!" Harry didn't know what to say to Madara, and he wanted to talk to Madara for a while.

"Thank you! I've eaten it! Madara smiled and nodded, pushed open the door of his box, and walked inside.

Harry had a look of surprise on his face that Professor Madara was right next to him.

Hermione bit her lip, after all, she didn't dare to enter Madara's box again, thanked Madara, and Madara shook her back and closed the door.

Harry looked at Hermione with some curiosity, unsure of what had just happened.

Hermione made an unexpected decision, she didn't leave the carriage, and walked into the box under Harry's stunned eyes.

Ron was stuffing his mouth with all the snacks Harry had just bought, when he saw a little girl he didn't know suddenly come to the box, and almost didn't swallow it when no one else was sitting in an empty seat.

"That ......," Harry was confused.

"My name is Hermione. Granger! Hermione introduced herself generously, she wasn't nervous about Madara at first, let alone the two little wizards.

"Ron. Weasley! Ron muttered disapprovingly.

"Harry. Porter! Harry didn't have a problem with Hermione.

"You're Harry Potter?" Hermione seemed to have discovered a new world and looked at Harry in amazement.

"Yes!" Harry nodded disapprerovingly, he had seen a lot along the way, only Madara was not surprised, and the others were always amazed when they saw him.

Hermione chatted with Harry for a few words, and then suddenly turned to Madara, but she was disappointed to hear that Harry was not familiar with Madara, as if she wanted to get to know Madara.

"Do any of you know what mudbloods mean?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Ron, who was eating multi-flavored beans, coughed repeatedly.

"I don't know!" Harry shook his head, he had just entered the wizarding world, how could he know such vulgar language.

"You should know!" Hettin stared at Ron with nowhere to hide.

"Where did you hear that?" Ron asked solemnly.

Hermione hesitated, and said something brief.

The more Harry and Ron listened, the more angry they became, Malfoy had insulted Ron just now, and now he had said such vicious things to an ordinary little girl, Harry was a little glad that he hadn't made friends with Malfoy.

"Professor Madara is such a nice guy!" Hearing Madara threaten Malfoy, Ron exclaimed, feeling a hint of admiration for the professor he had met for the first time.

"What do you mean by mudbloods?" Hermione had guessed, and she wanted to make sure.

"You must not say it to others, this word is the most vicious language that belittles wizards with impure blood!" Ron whispered.

"I see!" Hermione sighed inwardly, the wizarding world wasn't as rosy as she thought.

The countryside outside the window gradually became desolate, and the flat fields were no longer visible, replaced by dense woods, meandering rivers and deep green hills.

The three of them chatted for a while, and there was a knock on the door, and a little boy with a round face walked in crying.

"I'm sorry, but any of you saw my toad?" The little boy sobbed.

The three of them were a little surprised, Harry suggested going to Professor Madara, the boy was a little scared, but Harry had already knocked on Madara's box door.

Hermione glanced at the box, where the cat fairy was lying on her seat, as if she was sleeping, the snacks were gone, and the unknown stone on the table was gone.

"What's your pet's name?" After listening to Harry's narration, Madara looked at the boy calmly.

"Rifle!" The little boy whispered.

Madara drew his wand and used a flying charm, and a toad flew from the back of the carriage to the little boy.

"Rifle!" The little boy screamed, hurriedly picked up the toad on the ground, and thanked Madara at the same time.

"What a flying spell!" Ron looked at Madara with reverence.

Hermione wasn't surprised to know that this man was unfathomable, but her impression of Madara had changed a bit, and if it weren't for the guilt in her heart, Madara would have been such a good teacher for her.

"It's almost there!" Madara looked out the window, the sun was setting, and it was almost dark.

"I'll leave first!" Madara nodded to the four of them, and disappeared into the carriage with the cat fairy. (To be continued......)