Connor's Hogwarts

"Welcome to ride the Knight Bus next time!"

Connor smiled and waved to the salesperson, and the bus disappeared with a bang.

The bus service that can be delivered directly to your door is pretty good.

"Let's go home." Connor took out a flying magic carpet from his pocket and pulled Blanche to sit on it.

This flying magic carpet has a backrest, which allows you to sit and lie down. It is much more comfortable than a broom. Apart from flying a bit slowly, there are no other disadvantages.

This is a high-end magic carpet imported from Egypt. The International Magic Chamber of Commerce spearheaded by the Lake family has begun operations. Soon more and more foreign products will appear on the shelves of Lake's store. As for this magic carpet, it is Connor's first magic carpet from It was secretly taken from a shipment of goods. Anyway, the ban on magic carpets from the Ministry of Magic will be lifted soon, so there is nothing for Connor to use now.

The two sat side by side on the magic carpet and flew towards Connor's wizard tower, with a panoramic view of the beautiful forest under the moonlight.

"Connor, that bus?" Blanche hesitated, "Is this matter over like this? Just asking a few questions?"

Blanche had followed Connor quietly all the way, and it was only now that she couldn't help but ask her doubts. She was a little worried that Connor had been shopping with her for too long and had no time to do business. In this case, it was I've caused trouble for Connor.

"Huh? It's over. I've asked all the questions I need to ask, and I know everything I should know. I know almost everything about that car." Connor spread his hands, but before he could finish speaking, something suddenly hit his back. The first time, it was Angel who showed up behind Connor.

"This is the model of that car. I've done it! Dad, please praise me!"

Angel held up a toy car-sized model that looked exactly like the Knight Bus, dangling it in front of the two of them.

"." It turns out you weren't the one doing the work. Blanche felt that her worries were in vain just now.

"Yeah! Angel is great! She deserves to be my baby girl! I will make you many delicious snacks when I go back!" Connor did not hesitate to praise him. Angel is not really as cute a little girl as she appears. She has more knowledge than Connor, so it is best to leave things like stealing other people's secrets to her.

Connor took the car model from Angel's hand and used magic power to investigate it.

"I copied the car's internal structure and various magic patterns to equal proportions. Except for the [consciousness] of the car itself, everything else is exactly the same~" Angel said while hanging behind Connor.

"Yeah. Let me see the emmm Alpha multi-acceleration combination. It has solid suspension inserted. There is also this large piece of magic pattern related to space magic. I have to admit that the person who developed this car has something."

Connor shook his head and sighed. There is indeed no shortage of talents in the wizarding world. It's a pity that such an epoch-making super car is only used as an emergency passenger transport. I really don't know whether these wizards are really stupid or not.

"This car has traces of magic from top to bottom, but it is covered with a layer of Muggle skin. It's really nondescript." Connor looked at it roughly, not knowing what to reveal for a while. The expression is good.

"Is this car weird?" Blanche asked curiously.

"It's weird! It's so weird." Connor pointed at the car model and said, "Aside from the shape of a bus, this car has nothing to do with Muggle cars inside!"

"It doesn't even have an engine. It burns not gasoline but the wizard's magic. The air conditioner inside is also filled with elemental magic patterns. Even the wheels are useless! In fact, this car doesn't walk on wheels at all. It flies. Let’s go! You don’t need the wheels except for parking, so this is not a car at all! No wonder the wheels haven’t been changed for decades!”

Connor was very happy. You said you have this kind of technology, why do you insist on making it look like a bus? Anyway, your car can't be seen by Muggles, so you might as well make it into a spaceship, huh? It seems like it was directly adapted from a Muggle bus, oh, that's fine.

"That does sound weird." Blanche nodded. She didn't understand the meaning of a car that neither had an engine nor wheels.

"But apart from these embarrassing details, there are still many places worth learning from, such as the national positioning system. I only learned today that we can do this without satellites, and the magic of stable space jumps, and That car elf."

"Car Elf? What is that?"

"Well," Connor scratched his head, "You must have noticed, Blanche, that the car can actually move on its own without a driver."

"Well, yes, we all found out."

"Actually, there is no need for a driver. The car is going by itself. It has always been. The driver has no role except causing trouble for the car. This is a self-driving car! The car wizard is just my way of saying it. In fact, That car, like our magic painting, has its own consciousness,"

Blanche tilted her head: "Huh?"

"Blanche, no one can drive a car at nearly the speed of sound up and down the streets of London. And that car has a top speed of 3,600 miles per hour. Is that a speed that humans can react to?"

Connor smiled and said: "The driver's job is probably just to determine the destination, right? In fact, anyone can do this kind of work, but because Mr. Pulan's grandfather has locked the right to use the car, only people from the Pulan family can do it. Start that car, so the Ministry of Magic has to pay to support their family."

"Eh? Connor, did you know about this from the beginning?"

"You know, the Knight Bus is a hot potato thrown by the Ministry of Magic to our family. The Ministry of Magic funded Mr. Plan to research this car, but it is obvious that they have no idea who is the property of this car. There is no consensus on this point. The Ministry of Magic cannot take back this bus, so it wants to throw this historical problem to us. The Ministry of Magic said that it will share the technology of the Knight Bus with us, but we have to go to the Poulan family to get it ourselves."

Connor shrugged: "But obviously, Mr. Plan will not give up his technology obediently. This is an iron rice bowl, so he put down his hostility when he heard me saying that I just gave them an engine. He I must have thought that I could continue to drive and be a driver with peace of mind in the future.”

"But haven't you already got the model of the car? Do you understand the principle?"

"That's almost it. I'll probably be able to figure it out completely after I go back and study it with Teacher Nico," Connor smiled. "Anyway, we have the official document endorsement from the Ministry of Magic, so we are the party who is in the right. Wait for our family's decision in the future. After the magic car is developed, send one to Mr. Pulan."

"Why do you feel that Mr. Driver is a little pitiful?"

"Times are changing, Blanche. Stubborn conservatives like this are destined to be eliminated. There is no need to pity them, because there are too many such people, and you probably can't pity them."

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"Hey, the steamroller is rolling forward~ Just roll over everything blocking the road. If they don't get out of the way, how can you see how smooth the road is?"