Connor's Hogwarts

Connor's words were addressed to the driver Ern Poulan, who looked like a dead wizard. Sampac was just a civil servant who had just graduated and was assigned to be a conductor, and he definitely didn't know much.

"What?" Mr. Pullan looked very surprised and turned the steering wheel suddenly, causing the people in the car to sway left and right. "Oh, of course there is no problem. Well, what do you want to know? Mr. Lake."

Connor stepped forward and leaned on the guardrail next to the driver's seat: "How long have you been a driver?"

"I think it's been more than thirty years since I took over these two cars from my father." Mr. Pullan's colleague kept looking ahead as he spoke. The car was driving so fast and I didn't know if he could see anything.

"Your father?" Connor grabbed Hua Dian, "Are you saying that this Knight Bus has always been driven by someone from your family?"

"Hahaha, family? How can my family be considered a family?" Mr. Plan said with a smile: "My great-grandfather is a pure Muggle, and the wizard's blood has only been passed down to me for three generations, but this car has always been Everyone in our family uses it, and now my eldest brother and I take turns driving it.”

"Why? Isn't this Knight Bus the property of the Ministry of Magic?" Conach asked.

"Who said that! This car was developed by my grandfather himself! It's the property of the Ministry of Magic!" Mr. Plan suddenly slapped the steering wheel, and the car began to move in a serpentine manner, but it narrowly avoided the obstacles on the road. The car was so fast.

"." Connor took out a document from his pocket and held it up in front of Mr. Plan, and said, "This is a document signed by the Department of Magical Transportation. Our Lake family now has the authority to modify this bus. Take a look."

"Bang!" Mr. Pullan stood up abruptly, without even leaving the steering wheel, and grabbed the document in Connor's hand and read it nervously.

"Hey, hey, pay attention to the car -" Connor was about to remind this guy to pay attention to the direction, but found that the car could go by itself without a driver, and it turned much smoother than when there was a driver, without even shaking. .

"???" The other three people, except the driver, all widened their eyes in surprise.

After reacting, Mr. Pullan hurriedly sat down, put his hands back on the steering wheel, and the car began to twist left and right again: "Well, Mr. Lake, what does this document of yours mean? I don't quite understand it."

"It literally means that the Ministry of Magic approved our family's research and development of new energy applications and required us to apply the finished product first on this Knight Bus. But they didn't say anything except this document. I had no other choice but to Came right over to take a look at the car."

While Connor was talking, he kept staring at the old driver's eyeglasses. He didn't expect that these glasses were actually a magic prop! I don’t know if it’s the kind that can see other people’s fighting power.

"Tsk, those bastards from the Ministry of Magic!" Mr. Plan cursed in a low voice. He noticed that there were people next to him so he didn't jump up again. His mood was relatively stable: "Then, Mr. Lake, what do you mean? I I’m asking, how do you want to modify our car?”

Connor gave Mr. Pullan a somewhat thoughtful look and responded calmly: "I just want to provide a new power system for this car. Now this car is actually powered by your magic power, Mr. Pullan, right? With us, With the new energy reactor, this car no longer needs to use the wizard’s magic, that’s about it.”

"New energy reactor? What is that?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Just treat it as a magic item that can automatically generate magic power." The matter of the Sorcerer's Stone has not been officially disclosed yet, and Connor is too lazy to say so much, so he won't explain it in one go.

"That's it." Mr. Pullan seemed to be relieved and said, "Mr. Lake can just send over the new furnace. We will be responsible for renovating the bus. You can trust my ability."

The car suddenly stopped, and Sampac, who had been watching the show over and over again, realized what he was doing. He turned around and shouted upstairs: "Wiltshire has arrived! Ms. Cameron! Wiltshire has arrived! Get out of the car -"

Connor did not pay attention to Sampark. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Mr. Pullan for a while, then smiled and said: "Mr. Pullan, I actually came here for the purpose of learning this time. I want to know more about this car, the only public car in the UK." Car, would you mind introducing it to me?”

"Ah? Ah, cough, of course. No problem." Mr. Plan pretended to cough, "Then what do you want to know, Mr. Lake? I will explain it to you as long as I know it."

"Yeah," Connor nodded and raised a finger: "Then the first question is, how did your car find out that someone wanted to ride?"

"Oh! Well, passengers often wonder about this question. In fact, the principle is not complicated. This car is connected to the magic detection system of the Ministry of Magic - which is what you students often call the trace system. Look at this display board in front of me."

Mr. Pullan pointed to the place where the trip meter and speedometer should have been placed in front of him. It turned out that there was a map of England with a dark background under the large compass!

"If someone holds up their wand and calls for the bus, their location will be shown on the map and we will rush to the scene to pick up the passengers."

"The first time?" Connor raised his eyebrows, "Does it mean that the whole car apparated away at the same time?"

The car made a loud noise just now when it appeared directly in front of Connor. Connor knew that it was the unique sound of space shaking when apparating.

"Yes, Apparition, Apparition across the UK, but this will consume a lot of my magic power, and I can't use it more than a few times a day. Look at our carriage." Mr. Pullan turned to look at Sampac. After taking away the passengers, he continued: "Our carriage only has six beds. In theory, we can only carry six people. In fact, there are very few wizards who can take the Knight Bus now, otherwise we will definitely be too busy."

Connor nodded: "Use apparation to pick up passengers, and then drive them away? Does driving consume very little magic power?"

"It's less! Of course it's less. The consumption rate is basically the same as the recovery rate of my magic power. If I just drive, I can drive for a whole day without getting tired!"

"." Why did this sound weird? Connor looked out the window where he could barely see anything in front of him and asked, "How fast is this car?"

"The fastest it can reach is one mile per second (1.6km/s), but it usually doesn't go that fast. Normally it's about a thousand feet per second (300m/s)."

"." Darling. The low speed is almost close to the speed of sound. You are not driving a bus. You are flying a fighter jet. If you go faster, you may not be able to go directly to the sky and side by side with the sun.

To be honest, Connor was a little shocked. It turned out that wizards could run so well. This was definitely an unexpected bonus. No wonder wizards didn’t get tired riding broomsticks, and they didn’t get tired even if they drove this kind of bus. (p.s. Firebolt speed: 150 miles per hour (67m/s))

Wizard Bus has a lot of potential!

"By the way, Mr. Plan, your glasses are actually a magic item, right?"

"Ah! Yes! Yes, you saw it. Yes, these glasses slow down the camera and allow me to see the road ahead clearly. Otherwise, the speed is too fast and I can't control the direction." Mr. Pulan haha He smiled, rolled his eyes and said.

"Oh~ That's it." Connor smiled gentlemanly, took Blanche's hand and said, "Then we won't disturb you while driving. As for the new energy reactor, someone will deliver it to your house by then."