HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

Minotaur and Harry sat on the floor and thought about their fugitive life together - Harry said that Minotaur would never let Minotaur leave Hogwarts alone.

The two people's wandering around the world seems to make the original apocalypse more colorful.

"Do you feel..." Mino touched Liang Liang's arm, "Someone is watching us?"

"You think so too, don't you?"

Mino felt a little scared, and coupled with the dark environment, it was an absolute standard for horror movies.

"Lumos!" Minnow raised his wand, almost blinding her and Harry's eyes.

Minnow raised his wand high above his head, and the cobblestone exterior of No. 2 Privet Drive was suddenly illuminated.The garage door reflected light.Between the wall and the garage, they clearly saw a big dark guy with a pair of bright eyes.

"Is that - is that a dog?" Mino was confused for a moment, and then suddenly realized - that was the godfather!

Suddenly, with a deafening bang, a bright light came over, and Harry quickly pulled Mino into his arms to avoid the bright light.

It was a three-story bright purple bus that stopped in front of Mino and Harry at the last moment, just shy of knocking them away.

The bus seemed to appear out of nowhere, with "Knight Bus" written in gold letters on the windshield.

Mino slowly raised his head from Harry's chest and looked at the tall gay purple bus, feeling a little confused for a moment.

At this time, a conductor in purple uniform jumped out of the bus and spoke loudly into the night.

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus - emergency transport for witches and wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand hand, climb aboard and we'll take you wherever you want to go. I'll Stan Sampac, I'm your conductor tonight—"

The conductor suddenly stopped talking because he saw Harry and Mino hugging each other and looking at him blankly.

Stan Samparker looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pair of big protruding ears and a few pimples dotted on his face.

"What are you doing hugging each other?" Stan asked, putting aside his businesslike demeanor.

"Why are we—don't you have any idea why we are like this?" Mino stretched out his hand and touched the front of the bus.

"Oh, sorry," Stan said, spotting Harry looking toward the alley between the garage and the fence, "What are you looking at?"

"There was a big black guy there just now," Harry pointed toward the alley uncertainly, "It looked like a dog...but it was so big that it was scary..."

Mino noticed that Stan was looking at him with his mouth open.

"What's on your forehead?"

Mino covered his forehead and tied up his bangs with a rubber band because he was too hot in the room.

"It's nothing." Mino said, quickly taking off the rubber band and letting down his bangs to cover the scar.

"What's your name?" Stan asked reluctantly.

"Petunia Dursley," Minnow blurted out.

"What about you?" Stan looked at Harry.

"Vernon Dursley."

The brother and sister both made a tacit agreement not to use their own names, and used the names of their uncle and aunt.

"So - so this bus," Harry started hastily, hoping to divert Stan's attention, "you said it goes anywhere?"

"That's right," Stan said proudly, "You can go anywhere you want, as long as it's on land. Not underwater. By the way," he said with a suspicious look on his face again, "just now it was You flagged us down, didn't you? You held out your wand, didn't you?"

Mino silently raised the still-lit wand in his hand.

"Oh, I saw it." Stan said happily.

"So, how much does it cost to go to London?" Harry asked immediately.

"Eleven Sickles," Stan said. "For fourteen you get chocolate. For fifteen you get a hot water bottle and a toothbrush in any color."

Mino rummaged through the box and found fourteen silver coins from his pockets and books.

"Let's go to Diagon Alley and buy you a money bag?"

"Money bag? No need to take the stuff." Mino closed the box.

With Stan's help, Minnow and Harry boarded the bus carrying the box, with Hedwig's cage on top of it.

There were no seats in the car, and there were six or seven brass-framed beds beside the curtained windows.Candles sat on brackets next to each bed, illuminating the wooden cart walls.A little wizard wearing a nightcap near the back of the car muttered, "Thank you, not now, I'm pickling some slugs," and turned over in his sleep.

"You guys sleep on these two beds." Stan whispered, pushing Harry and Minnow's suitcases under the bed behind the driver, who sat in an armchair in front of the steering wheel. "This is our driver, Ern. "Plain Ern, these two are Petunia and Vernon Dursley, they are - well - they should be brother and sister."

Mino and Harry sat on the various beds, and the car started again.

This is an amazing bus that keeps running up the sidewalk without hitting anything.The street lights, mailboxes and trash cans automatically jumped out of the way when the bike passed by, and then returned to their original positions when the car passed by.

Mino only watched it for a while before feeling bored. He lay on the bed staring out the window in a daze, listening to Harry and Stan chatting.

Obviously at this time, Minnow couldn't sleep no matter how arrogant she was. To be honest, she was still a little worried. After hearing Harry say that he turned Aunt Maggie into a ball, she wondered if the Dursleys had turned Maggie into a ball. My aunt was so fucked.

Stan opened a copy of the Daily Prophet, biting his tongue between his teeth, reading it with gusto.In a large photo on the first page, a man with a haggard face and long, messy hair slowly blinked in the direction of Harry and Minnow.

Mino noticed it almost immediately and sat up from the bed.

Harry noticed it too.

"That's the man!" said Harry. "He's in the Muggle news, too!"

Stan turned back to the first page and chuckled.

"Sirius Black," he nodded, "of course he will be in the Muggle news, Vernon. Where are you staying?"

Seeing the confusion on Harry's face, he let out a condescending laugh, pulled off the first page of the newspaper, and handed it to Harry.

"You should read more newspapers, Vernon."

Minnow suddenly remembered that Uncle Vernon often read newspapers, and for some reason he felt a little want to laugh.

Watching Harry hold the newspaper up to the candlelight, he felt the urge to move closer and read:

blake is still at large

Sirius Black, arguably the most vicious prisoner ever held at Azkaban, is still at large, the Ministry of Magic confirmed today.

"We are doing everything we can to recapture Black," Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge said this morning. "We implore the wizarding community to remain calm."

Some members of the International Confederation of Wizards accused Fudge of informing the Muggle Prime Minister of the crisis.

"To be honest, you also know that I can't help it," Fudge said angrily, "Black is a desperado. No matter whether he is a magician or a Muggle, anyone who encounters him will be in danger. I ask the Prime Minister to guarantee that he will never Black's true identity will not be revealed to anyone. To be honest - even if he revealed it, who would believe it?"

Muggles are told that Black carries a gun (a metal wand that Muggles use to kill each other) and the wizarding world knows that Black killed 12 people with a spell 13 years ago and is concerned about such a massacre will appear again.

Minnow looked at the "metal wand that Muggles use to kill each other" and felt a little funny, and then began to think about whether Voldemort could be killed with this thing.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that physical attacks and magic attacks cannot be considered the same attack.

Suddenly a sentence popped into my head: "This thing is better than a wand, Ron!"

Mino: Damn it, it’s been so long, why do I still remember it so well?Is this what is engraved in DNA?

"Looks scary, doesn't it?" Stan asked, who had been watching Harry and Minnow read the newspaper.

"He killed thirteen people?" Harry said, handing the newspaper back to Stan. "With just one spell?"

"Yeah," Stan said. "In broad daylight, in plain sight. Big trouble, isn't it, Earn?"

"Yeah." Ern said solemnly.

Stan spun around in his armchair, clasping his hands behind his back, looking carefully at Harry and Minnow.

"Blake was a huge supporter of You-Know-Who," he said.

"What? Fu—" Mino quickly covered Harry's mouth to prevent him from saying anything that would make people doubt their identities.

"Oh - Black supports the mysterious man?" Minnow asked after letting go of Harry.

"That's right," Stan said, "that's right, that's right. They said he was very close to You-Know-Who... Anyway, Harry Jr. and Minnow Jr. killed You-Know-Who, and all of You-Know-Who's supporters were arrested. Now, isn't it, Earn? After You-Know-Who escaped, most of them knew it was over and stopped making trouble. The only exception was Sirius Black. I heard he thought he could take second place once You-Know-Who made a comeback. .”

"Anyway, they blocked Black in a street full of Muggles, and Black took out his wand and blew up half the street, hitting a wizard and a dozen Muggles who happened to be there. Really. Horrible, isn't it? Do you know what Blake did next?" Stan continued to whisper in an exaggerated tone.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Laughing loudly," said Stan. "Standing there laughing loudly. Then when reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic arrived, he followed them obediently, still laughing. He must be crazy. No, eh Huh? Are you crazy?"

"Even if he wasn't crazy when he went to Azkaban, he must be crazy now." Ern said in a deep voice, "I would rather blow myself up than step into that place. This is him I deserve the punishment... I actually did something like that..."

"They had a hard time smoothing it out, didn't they, Ern?" Stan said. "The streets were blown up and so many Muggles were killed. How did they explain it, Ern?"

"Gas explosion," muttered Ern.

"Now he's escaped again." Stan said, carefully looking at Black's thin face in the newspaper photo. "There has never been an escape in Azkaban, right, Ern? Really? See how he did it. Frightening, isn't it? Honestly, I can't imagine him taking on those guards in Azkaban. Isn't that right, Ern?"

Ern suddenly shuddered. He seemed reluctant to mention the guards in Azkaban, as if he had experienced something bad.

Halimino looked at each other, and they both remained silent in tacit understanding, listening to Stan continue to talk.