From Azkaban To Hogwarts

In fact, William had just come out of Azkaban and still had a strong desire to communicate.

But the conductor in front of him was not good. In William's memory, this person could chat with strangers for three or four hours without stopping if he had nothing to say. If he took the initiative to start a fight with him, the consequences would be devastating.

Sure enough, not long after, the conductor named Sampac cautiously started talking again.

"Well, the fare is thirteen Sickles."

William took out a galleung from his pocket and handed it over - although he had learned about it many times, he still expressed despair at the poor currency conversion in the wizarding world.

"If you add three Sickles, you can get chocolate. If you add four, you can get a thermos and a toothbrush. The color is chosen by you."

After confirming that the currency on hand was genuine, the conductor's words became smoother.

Add four? Isn’t that a full galleons? Is this guy out of his mind?

In line with the belief that bullying the mentally retarded is against morality, William asked for the chocolate and lay down on the bed with the money he had found.

Yes - this bus has no seats at all, just beds like sleepers.

The way it operates is not like a normal vehicle, but a jump in space, one hundred miles at a time.

At this moment, William's excitement about being released from prison had passed, and he was taking the boat all the way again. At this moment, all the joints in his body were protesting strongly. He found his bed, lay down on it, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. past.

When he was in a deep sleep, the sound of the car door crashing suddenly sounded in his ears, which made William wake up instantly and firmly grasp the head of the bed with his hands.

Only then did he wake up and find that there were no dementors coming to dine.

It was a new passenger getting on the bus, and this discovery made William let out a sigh of relief.

He reached into his clothes and grasped the wand that didn't match him. He suddenly felt safe in his heart - as if he had touched a flashlight in the dark.

"Where are you?"

"Arnglish, your hot chocolate is ready, do you want to drink it now? This is a delicious food you can't get anywhere else."

William didn't answer, picked up the cup, tested the temperature, and swallowed it in large gulps - he didn't know if it was an illusion or the chocolate here was very well prepared. After greedily drinking the whole cup, he was still not satisfied. I want a second drink.

"It tastes good," William praised. Taking advantage of the fact that he was in a good mood and could bear the nagging in his ears, he simply looked out the car window to see how the flying car worked.

But this time, his curiosity took hold of him for a moment, and in less than a minute, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to watch - the pirate ship roller coaster was enough to make him dizzy, and this ride was actually better than all those. dazzle.

Even if we put aside the terrifying speed bonus of moving a hundred miles per jump, the normal running speed of this car is faster than that of a dragster, especially because the body of the car has cast some kind of magic to automatically move away from things it encounters. The roads make this high-speed car look like the car that tortured the keyboard with Audition back in the day.

Especially when the vehicle takes off and falls again, it is like changing the map after running a lap, which makes William always feel like he has traveled back into the game.

After several more packet losses (the screen suddenly changed to a picture that was too different from the previous one after network lag). Passengers on the bus got off one after another, leaving William alone as a passenger to go to Diagon Alley - there was no way, the Ministry of Magic has set up a variety of transportation methods over Diagon Alley, the bus is the slowest and the most expensive. Expensive and the worst experience.

After using magic to clean the bed, the conductor simply sat next to William and asked cautiously:

"How is the environment in Azkaban? Is the food delicious? Are there a lot of dementors there?"

How did this guy survive until now without being beaten to death?

William had thoughts floating in his mind, and almost tried to kick him out of the prison - only when he stood up did he remember that he was no longer in Azkaban.

The conductor here didn't wait for his reply, and said to himself: "I don't think I will go to Azkaban. I'm just an ordinary conductor. I haven't even graduated from school long. Speaking of which, William, it seems that it was less than half a year since we last met, and you were able to go to Azkaban once."

William began to search for useful curses in his mind, and began to confirm whether any of the prisoners in the prison were sent there because of fights between wizards.

Just then, I heard the sound of brakes, and the Knight Bus slid to a stop in front of a shabby little bar.

That is the final stop of this journey, the entrance to Diagon Alley, the Leaky Cauldron.

William, who breathed a sigh of relief, put his wand back and rushed out of the car door two steps at a time.

"Okay, William, let's talk in detail next time we meet!"

Behind William, the conductor waved.

"You have obtained temporary recognition from a magical creature and received a treasure chest x1."

What the hell is temporary recognition?

William muttered and opened the treasure chest.

A lone card jumped out of the tattered box.

[Jailed Sampac: The imprisoned Sampac was reported by an intolerable passenger when the man whose name could not even be mentioned came back, and he had a poor reputation and was almost without any questioning. Imprisoned in Azkaban.

Skill Out of Control: Tear this card, and within the next hour, your voice will have the ability to detonate the darkness in the opponent's heart. The success rate is related to the opponent's strength. 】

With no choice, William solemnly took the card and warned himself in his heart that he would never become an Onmyoji casually unless it was separated by a network cable.

But having said that, after seeing this card, the anger he had just felt disappeared instantly.

Looking at the direction the bus was driving away, William silently said the same thing to you, and then strode towards the Leaky Cauldron - this was the pub mentioned most by all the prisoners.

William opened the door and walked towards the bar.

"Tom, give me a beer and a quiet room."

"William? It's been a long time since you've been here - eh?"

Tom's voice stopped suddenly. He thought of something, but he quickly calmed down and slid a glass of beer in front of William.

"I'll buy you a beer. The room costs five sickles a day. How long will you stay?"

"I don't know for sure. It depends on when I will receive the notice."

William took the beer, took out ten galleons from his purse, pushed the money over, grabbed the cup and took a slow sip.

"Breakfast and lunch will be settled in the store, and we will settle the accounts then."

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner today. Your room is No. 16."

Old Tom threw the key, and William took it easily, turned around, and walked upstairs along the wooden stairs.