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The impact of the black object made Harry take half a step back. His leg then hit the suitcase and he tripped.
He wrapped one arm around the kitten in his arms and stretched out the other arm to keep his balance.
But it was useless. He fell heavily to the ground.
He quickly got up, and the black cat jumped onto his shoulder. The corners of its mouth had a strangely familiar smile, reminding Harry of Elwyn.
He shook his head. He must have been too angry. How could a cat have Elwyn's expression? But that smile really did feel like it. Before he could take a closer look, he saw a huge silhouette of something with glowing eyes in the distance.
It looked like a big dog. Harry carefully extended the wand in his hand forward.
He had just raised his wand when the pebbled wall number two suddenly flashed with light, followed by a deafening bang. A dazzling light suddenly struck.
Harry shouted and hurriedly stepped back. Elwyn hastily grabbed his shoulder.
It was very timely. About a second later, a pair of huge wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where Harry had been standing.
Elwyn looked up and saw that the wheels and headlights belonged to a three-story bus. The bus appeared out of thin air. The golden letters on the bus' windshield formed the words: Knight's Bus. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net w
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"Welcome to the Knight's Bus. This is an emergency bus for witches or wizards who are in trouble. As long as you extend your wand and get on the bus, we can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is Stanzapak. I will be your conductor tonight! "
Stanzapak was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He had a pair of big ears and a few small pimples on his face. He walked to Harry's side.
"A strange passenger with a black cat. Why are you still standing there?"
"There was a big black thing there just now. Did you see it?" Harry wanted to ask if the man had seen a big dog standing in the open space not far away, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
"No, what's that on your head?" Stan seemed to have seen the scar on Harry's forehead.
"N-nothing!" Harry said quickly, covering the scar with his hair. If the Ministry of Magic was looking for him, he didn't want them to find him too easily.
"Alright, what's your name?" Stan continued to ask.
"Neville Longbottom!" Harry whispered. His gaze shifted to the bus behind Stan. "So, this bus can go anywhere, right?"
"That's right. Anywhere you want to go, as long as it's on land. We can't go underwater! "Stan looked doubtful." Didn't you signal for us to stop? You held out your wand, didn't you? "
"Yes!" Harry said quickly. "Listen, how much does it cost to go to London's Diagon Alley?"
"Eleven silver coins!" Stan said. "But if you bring a pet, you have to pay five more. If you pay three more, you can get chocolate. If you pay one more, you can get a thermos and a toothbrush. You can choose the color."
"Wait, this cat isn't my pet!" Harry remembered the black cat on his shoulder. He hurriedly said to Stan. "I just met it a second before you came."
"Really?" Stan said doubtfully. "But it has already gone up. You know, black cats are a very rare breed. If it wasn't your pet …"
Harry saw that the black cat, who had been lying on his shoulder, had already climbed onto the knight's bus and sat down on a soft bed.
He had no choice but to quickly take out his money bag and pour some silver coins into Stan's hand.
Then, he and Stan lifted his suitcase, which had Hedwig's cage on it. The two of them walked onto the knight's bus.
"You sleep on this bed!" Stan introduced the driver to Harry, then led him to the bed where Elwyn was. He took out a large piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over. "This is yours. I'll prepare some cat food for your pet. We have everything here."
He rummaged under a bed, took out a rice bowl, and placed it in front of Elwyn. He poured a large amount of cat food into it.
Elwyn turned his head away, unable to bear to look at it. This idiot really thought of himself as a cat.
If it weren't for the fact that he sensed that Sirius Black had not left, Elwyn would not have chosen to sit on the bus with Harry. Harry would be fine anyway. He could go to Diagon Alley to find him at any time.
There were still a lot of things waiting for him to do at home, especially if Dobby couldn't find him. He didn't know how anxious he would be.
However, Elwyn had no other choice. The after-effects of taking the magic potion had caused his mana to be severely overdrawn. It was estimated that he would only recover by tomorrow morning.
If he didn't want to be torn to pieces by Sirius Black during this time, then he had to obediently stay by Harry's side. Sirius wouldn't approach Harry for the time being.
The bus started, and there was another loud bang. Harry couldn't help but fall onto the bed. It was the result of the knight's bus throwing him backwards, and Elwyn, who was lying on the bed, was heavily pressed under his body.
Elwyn struggled to climb out. Seeing that Harry wasn't interested in eating his piece of chocolate, he jumped lightly and put the chocolate in his mouth. Under the astonished gazes of Harry and Stan, he skillfully tore off the chocolate wrapper and ate it. As for the bowl of cat food, whoever wanted it could eat it. In any case, he wouldn't touch it.
He was exhausted that night. Chasing after Sirius Black had consumed a lot of his energy. He quickly swallowed the whole piece of chocolate.
"Neville, you've trained this cat very well. My sister also has a cat, but it doesn't do anything other than scratch the bedsheets." Stan looked at Elwyn with interest.
"Yes, yes!" Seeing the black cat eat the chocolate, Harry had a strange feeling in his heart. Why did this cat look more and more like Elwyn?
He lay flat on the bed, raised the black cat high in front of his chest, and observed it carefully.
Elwyn waved his paw weakly. It was useless.
He was clearly acting so strangely. When would Harry, the slow-witted guy, recognize him?
After a violent collision, Harry subconsciously let go of his hand.
Elwyn ran to the side of his pillow and sat down. He squinted his eyes and looked out of the window. The knight's bus kept crashing into the sidewalk, but it didn't hit anything. Rows of lampposts, mailboxes, and trash cans jumped out of the way when the bus drove by. When the bus passed by, it returned to its original position.
Harry studied the black cat that Elwyn had turned into for a while, and his thoughts returned to himself.
Tonight's events were strange enough. A strange bus that could jump a hundred miles in one go, a dog that was unbelievably large, and a black cat that insisted on following him. He didn't know what would happen next.
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