Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 524: Knight Bus

"Where is Albert going?"

In the early morning, after breakfast, Nia stood at the door holding the fat Tom cat and watched Albert disappear from the door.

Putting down her waving arm, Nia turned her head to look at her parents, who always felt like they were hiding something from her.

"He was invited to be a guest, you know, your brother is very good, and having some connections will help him in the future." Daisy said softly.

Heb glanced at his wife and nodded, which was true.

However, this time Albert is not going to the academic party, but to dinner at his girlfriend's house.

The night before, Albert finally confessed to them that he had a girlfriend.

At that time, Herb and Daisy both showed such expressions. They never worried that Albert could not find a girlfriend. After all, he was so good, and he won an international wizard chess championship. How could it be possible? Can't find a girlfriend?

The two are more concerned that they have nothing in common.

However, I heard that the beautiful red-haired girl named Isobel is also a genius. The couple couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, their son, as always, reassured them.

It's just that Nia seems to be a little disgusted with these things, so the couple can only help to hide it for the time being.

It's all their fault that they didn't fulfill their responsibilities as parents before, and always let Albert take his sister, which made Nia have a strong dependence and admiration for Albert.

This situation will only gradually disappear when Nia grows up.

Albert walked to a remote street, took a pocket watch out of his pocket, checked the time, raised his head and looked around, and soon saw a bus coming this way.

He quickly raised his wand and waved it forward.

Seconds later, a bright purple three-story bus pulled up in front of him and narrowly missed hitting a pedestrian on the side of the road.

If it weren't for magic, the Knight Bus would have killed a bunch of Muggles.

A young man in purple uniform, about twenty-five years old, stood at the door of the car, took out a crumpled note from his pocket, and read the words fluently, "Welcome to the bus, This is an emergency passenger transport for a witch or wizard in distress. Just stick out your wand and get in the car, and we'll take you wherever you want. My name is James Joyce , your conductor."

After speaking, he paused, looked up and down Albert's clothes and face, and suddenly said, "You are Albert Anderson, right."

"Can't Muggles see the Knight Bus?" Albert diverted the conversation, and there were other Muggles nearby, but no one noticed the car.

“If you don’t listen well and don’t watch well, they won’t notice anything.” Joyce looked at Albert’s face with interest, and suddenly said, “The youngest international wizard chess player Mr. Anderson, the champion, it's an honor to meet you."

"Seriously, it's been a long time since no one in the UK has won the International Wizarding Chess Championship!" After speaking, he still wanted to shake hands with Albert, "You must be the most popular player I've ever received during my time as a conductor. A great wizard."

"You're sure to have a heavier wizard than me next summer." Albert began to take Galleons out of his pocket. "How much does it cost to go to Dingworth, Cornwall."

"Nine silver snickers," Joyce said. "Next summer, I'm not doing that anymore."

"Nine silver siko." Albert quickly paid the money and got into the car. The various chairs in the car were randomly around the window, and a few hapless wizards seemed to stop the car suddenly. He was slammed to the ground, and he was groaning to get up.

With a loud bang, the wizard, who was just about to get up, fell again due to inertia.

"What a terrible feeling." If Albert hadn't grabbed the railing next to him in time, he probably wouldn't have been much better than them.

"Erne, this is Anderson, I didn't expect the champion to ride our knight bus." Joyce knocked on the window glass, smiled and said to the driver, "This is our driver, Ern. Plan."

"Oh, that's Anderson?" The driver turned his head to look at Albert, not paying attention at all.

"Be careful, it's about to hit!" Albert warned loudly. Although he knew that a car accident should be unlikely, he still felt that having a wand in his hand would give him a sense of security.

When the Knight Bus was about to hit the car in front, it felt a little weird that the car parked on the side of the road seemed to have a pair of legs and jumped away by itself.

"Come with me." Joyce took him to an empty bed on the second floor, and gave him the ticket, "You need to take a detour to Dingworth Village, I suggest you Sit down and rest for a while. Of course, if you want to get off first, you need to tip."

"I hope not to detour."

Speaking, Albert took out a Galleon from his pocket.

"Oh, you're so generous, of course there's no problem." Joyce said in surprise when he saw Albert tucked into his hand Garen.

"However, we must let Mrs. Marsh go down first."

At this moment, there was a sound of vomiting and terrible clattering from the lower level, "She is very uncomfortable. You can reach your destination in about ten minutes at most."

After he finished speaking, he heard another bang, and he almost fell to the ground, and the scenery outside the window changed again.

"Abergavenny is here. Next stop, Dingworth, Cornwall."

Cars rumbled along a narrow country road, with trees on both sides jumping to make way for the two unlicensed buses, for fear of being ruthlessly run over.

A witch got out of the car with Joyce's help, she looked a little bad.

Soon, the Knight Bus continued on for a while, and then with another loud bang, the scenery outside the window changed again.

"What a terrible experience, best not to sit on this thing next time."

Riding on a bus that keeps banging and jumping hundreds of miles in one fell swoop is really not a good experience. Albert nearly fell five times, felt like throwing up, and riding the Knights bus was worse than using a door key.

The car suddenly pulled up again on a main road in the downtown area, and then appeared on a bridge again ~IndoMTL.com~ Then he finally remembered Dingworth Village to shout.

It's finally here.

Albert was relieved and hurriedly left the car, he didn't want to stay in the car for a moment.

Soon, he heard a bang in his ear, and the Knight Bus disappeared again.

"Apparition-like technology?" Albert muttered. "No wonder, every time I hear a bang, it just doesn't seem to move very long."

He's a little curious as to how the wizards could Apparate the entire car together.

Albert retracted his thoughts, looked up and looked around. This is a small town by the sea, and there are no other Muggles around.

How do I find Isobel's home?

Albert sends Isobel a message and walks down the street, soon realizing that his worries are superfluous when he sees Isobel waving at him not far away.

Just, what happened to the person beside her.

Albert walked over quickly and looked at a young man who was looking at him badly.

"Isobel, this is..." The man asked first.

"Albert Anderson, his boyfriend, who are you?" Albert looked at each other with oppressive eyes, and quickly understood what was going on, and muttered, "Really Poor guy."

"You're a little faster than I expected."

"This is the effect of the banknote ability." Albert smiled and took Isobel's hand and walked forward, leaving behind the Muggle youth who stared blankly at the two leaving.

"Your charm is really good." Albert couldn't help teasing, "Unfortunately, he is not the protagonist of the novel, and I can't catch up with your beautiful heroine."