[HP] Dali's Bread

Dali had already walked a few streets, and she was in a bit of trouble.She regretted coming out to find Harry a little bit, really!Just a little.But she still endured the pain in her foot and continued walking.

He shouldn't be able to go too far, slippers, a big box, a birdcage, a big broom, and some kind of maintenance tools... The missing ones are nearby.

Could it be that he's already in Azkaban for casting a spell on Muggles!Dali couldn't help showing horror on her face. While biting her fingers, she continued to search for Harry, and at the same time, she was worried that if he really entered Azkaban, could she give him some false proof?But the principal probably won't let the savior go to Azkaban either!Too cheap.

A cold wind that didn't match the season blew by, and Dali actually shivered in summer.The park setting not far away actually began to rotate by itself, and the swings were also swinging up and down without a beat, making a creaking sound.

Dali staggered in fright.

In her heart, the point of this regret is getting bigger and bigger.

"Dally!"

"Ah!" Dali yelled, stretching out her hand to push down the black shadow that appeared in front of her eyes.

"Dally! It's me!" Only then did she realize that the person she pushed turned out to be Harry.

"Scared me to death!" Darley helped Harry to his feet and repeated "Scared me to death" again.

She looked around again, as if the commotion just now didn't exist on this summer night.

"I thought you were captured by the Ministry of Magic, let's go back first, aren't there murderers outside?"

"I'm not going back!"

Dali hesitated: "Then where do you want to go?"

"I don't know, go to London first, and then go wandering." Harry began to speak nonsense.

"Then I'll go to London with you too!" Dali said with an attitude of "good brothers are in trouble together".

"How to get to London?" He has so many things, it's impossible to go on foot, right?Otherwise, magic has already been used anyway, so it doesn't matter if you use it a few more times.Or put a "light as a bird" on the box, strap them to the broomstick, and take Dally along.

"Rely on this." Dali took out twenty pounds from her shirt and held it up in front of Harry, flicking it with the other hand, "Maggie must not have imagined that we would escape with her money, I helped you, We're all delinquents now."

Harry hooked his lips, and had to say it was much better than when he was sitting here by himself just now, although he was still very angry.

But suddenly there was a strange needle-like feeling in Harry's neck, which made him feel that someone was watching him, but there seemed to be no one on this street except Dali, and there were no lights in those big square houses. place.

Harry leaned over the trunk again, but he straightened up almost immediately, wrapping Darley behind him, his hand gripping his wand.It wasn't so much what he heard as what he felt: someone or something standing behind him in the small space between the fence and the garage.Harry squinted down the dark alley.As long as the thing moved, Harry would know if it was just a stray cat or something.

"What's wrong, Harry!"

"Hush—" Harry turned his head and put an index finger on Darley's lips.

"Lumos," Harry whispered softly, and a flash of light came from the end of his wand and he was almost dazed.He raised his wand over his head, and between the gravel-strewn wall of number two there was a sudden gleam of light, and between the dim light of the garage door.A massive silhouette of something very large with large, shimmering eyes.

Harry stepped back.His leg touched the suitcase and he tripped.He stretched out an arm for balance when the wand flew out of his hand and he fell into a ditch.

"Harry!" Darley screamed softly.

A second later, a pair of huge wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where Harry had just fallen.The wheels and lights belonged to a three-story bus that emerged from thin air.Gold letters on the car's windshield form the words: Knight Bus.

A slovenly man came out from the car door. He had a pair of big fan ears and a few small pimples on his face.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, the emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want. My My name is Stan Sampak, and I'm your conductor tonight!"

Harry remembered something and turned away, staring at the alley between the garage and the fence.The headlights of the Knight Bus lit it up, and it was empty.

"Would you like to look there?" asked Sampak.

"There was a big black thing in there just now," Harry said, pointing uncertainly at the clearing, "like a dog, but so big..." He looked back at Sampak, his mouth open a little.With a disturbed mood, Harry saw Sampak's eyes turn to the scar on Harry's forehead.

"What's that on your head?" Sampak asked suddenly.

"Nothing," said Harry quickly, covering the scar with his hair.If the Ministry of Magic was looking for him, he didn't want them to find it too easily.

"What's your name?" Sampak continued to ask.

"Neville Longbottom," said Harry, which was the first name that came to mind, "then, then, this bus," he went on quickly, hoping to distract Sampak, "you You just said it can go anywhere, right?"

"Yeah," said Sampak proudly, "anywhere you want to go, as long as it's on land. You can't go under water. Huh?" he said, looking suspicious again. "You Didn't you signal us to stop? You held out your wand, didn't you?"

"Yeah," said Harry quickly, "look, how much does it cost to go to London?"

"Eleven Sickles," said Sampak, "but if you pay fourteen you'll get chocolates, and for fifteen you'll get a thermos and a toothbrush in the color of your choice."

Harry poked around in his trunk again, pulling out his purse.Pour some silver coins into Sampak's hand.

"Two people, give her the extra chocolate." He pointed to Dali, and Sampak nodded and helped him lift up the luggage.

There are no seats in the car.Behind the drawn windows stood six beds with brass pillars.Candles burned in brackets beside each bed, illuminating the basement walls.Thorn Park pointed Harry and Darley at random to two beds next to each other.

"This is our driver, Ernplan. Ern, this is Neville Longbottom, and who is this?"

"Hermione Granger," Darley replied without thinking, causing Harry to give her a ghostly look. "And do you have an owl communication here? I have to say hello to my family before I leave."

"Yes, two silver Sickles." Dali took out the quill and wrote the letter immediately, and handed it to Sampak, and the car started as soon as the owl got out. With a "bang", both Harry and Darley fell onto their respective little beds.

They picked up the cups again and went to rinse their mouths in a proper manner.

Finally back at the bed, Dally took off her shoes and inspected the blisters on her heels.

"Will tomorrow be okay?" Harry muttered a thousand times beside him.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, I think gargling my mouth in this car makes my stomach sick. I guess I won't be caught yet." Dally rolled over to meet Harry's anxious green eyes. No, you go talk to the driver, I think he knows a lot, and ask if it is possible to be released on bail." After speaking, Harry looked even more sad.

"I'm going to bed first, anyway, I won't be in Azkaban yet."

Harry exploded: "Didn't you just say you were an accomplice!"

"Can't hear or can't hear!"

Dally covered her ears with a pillow.

When Dali got up, it seemed that it was almost dawn.Unexpectedly, he was arrested by the Minister of Magic as soon as he arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.

It seems that this matter is really serious.

Dali fidgeted downstairs and waited for Harry and Fudge's conversation. It seemed like a century had passed, and halfway through, she received a reply from Dursley.She had read it three times in boredom while waiting.As long as you are safe, don't move around too much, talk about it when you get home.

As soon as she saw Harry coming down the stairs, she rushed up to him, as fast as sparks under her feet.

"Well, what did he say? Have you been punished?"

"Oh, yes. It's unfortunate, Dali. I'm going to Azkaban, you covered me (Dali exclaimed: Actually, you didn't cover me!), you have to go too." Harry said heavily Sighing, "But I've talked to the minister carefully. With my influence, we can arrange a double cell to take care of each other."

"Never, Harry!" She grabbed Harry's arm. "Let's run!"

The girl's twittering looks real and funny.

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Notice!In the next chapter, the little dragon will appear!If I can, I will let him appear in a few chapters!I plan to call the next chapter Rural Landbags and Rich Family Young and Young.

"Maybe he likes you?" Dali's finger is a medium-thick book, on which several gilded words are arranged and combined "Sweet Love Again between a Farm Bun and a Rich Young Master", "I mean, this is nothing It's a strange thing."

Harry: "I'm sorry, I'm going to throw up first."

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