Vio looked at Hedwig, who also stared at Vio with big amber eyes, and lowered her head understandingly and rubbed Vio's hand over to caress it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Auntie, my classmate Harry Potter can't come. Vio said to Sigoness that Draco, who was drinking soup, and Professor Snape, who was hiding himself behind the Daily Prophet, both moved, though neither of them looked up in agreement.

"Oh, what's wrong?" asked Sigoness. "Something happened to him?"

"Not really," but soon, Vio added in his mind. "It's a letter from him, you see. ”

Sigoness took the letter and quickly read through it, then "poof" and handed it to Vio, "What a humorous child. You have a good eye. It doesn't matter if he's a few days late, and when his Aunt Maggie is gone, he's still welcome. ”

"Plop!" Draco's spoon smacked and fell into the bowl.

He himself coughed violently, and his normally pale face flushed with an unusual flush.

Sigoness then asked him with concern if he needed help.

Draco paused, then picked up the napkin and pressed the corner of his lips to wipe the soup away, then said sincerely, "I'm sorry to worry you." I'm fine. ”

Sigoness looked at Draco appreciatively, clearly bewildered by Draco's unhurried demeanor. "It's okay, Draco, it's me and Vio who shouldn't be discussing issues at the dinner table to affect everyone else. ”

After that, no one mentioned whether Harry would come or postpone his return, and Draco always had a slight smile on his lips as he drank the soup again.

Vio saw this and understood the meaning of Draco's approach, she looked at the little devil who was well-dressed and had his hair combed and slippery, and laughed dumbly Sigoness just casually complimented Harry, and he coughed for a long time to draw attention back, but luckily Harry didn't come, otherwise someone might have coughed every day.

But Harry didn't come, and Vio had to go in person, mainly because Aunt Maggie appeared, and this woman was a person who did all kinds of evil in the original book.

When Vio read the original book, she was impressed by this aunt, and she couldn't figure out why there were such people in the world: their values were very distorted, they didn't have a sense of justice, and they liked to inflate their own worth by insulting and belittling others.

But none of that mattered, the important thing was that Harry would quickly be provoked by her unabashed humiliation of her dead parents, unconsciously exert her magic, and then blow her up and fly in the sky like a ball.

It would have been a great deal of joy, but Vio had to stop it from happening.

Just like last year when Dobby was prevented from using the hover spell to frame Harry, this year Vio will not let Harry blow Aunt Maggie to the ball, maybe there is another way to punish the wicked?

Without further ado, Vio prepared for a while, and then told Sigoness that he wanted to go to Harry's house again, and his aunt still loved to think about it too much this time, just because she thought that Vio was going to meet her little boyfriend, so her aunt was even more cheerful than she promised last year.

As soon as Vio left the House of Santriel, he stood in front of the wide asphalt road and raised his wand.

If she wants to save time, she can only try the knight bus.

On the other side of the road, among the lush trees, Vio can clearly see. A huge silhouette of something that had big twinkle eyes and big eyes.

Vio stepped back.

A deafening thud was followed by a rapid horn sound, and Vio covered his ears in pain.

A second later, a pair of huge wheels and lights screamed and stopped. Vio looked up and saw that the wheels and lights belonged to a three-story bus that had emerged from thin air. The golden letters on the windshield of the car make up the following words: Rider Bus.

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, an emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just stretch out your wand and get in the car and we'll take you wherever you want to go. My name is Stansan Park, and I'm your conductor tonight!"

The conductor suddenly stopped. He had just seen Vio, who was still covering his ears. Vio lowered his hand covering his ears.

When she got closer, she noticed that Sanmphak was no more than a few years older than him, eighteen, at most nineteen, with large fanning ears and a few small pimples on his face.

"Well, then, this bus," Vio said quickly, hoping to distract Stan from staring at her, "I heard it can go anywhere, right?"

"yes," Stan said proudly, "anywhere you want, as long as it's on land." You can't go underwater. "Huh," he said, looking suspicious again, "didn't you signal us to stop?

"That's right," Vio said quickly, "Listen, how much does it cost to go to Little Huijin?"

"Eleven silvers," Stan said, "but if you pay fourteen, you get chocolate, and fifteen you get a thermos and a toothbrush, the color of your choice." ”

"It's daytime. Vio looked at him suspiciously, this kind of sales pitch is very unreasonable.

"We'll probably take a detour. Today is a sunny day. Stan flicks his hair and explains unpleasantly.

Vio had no choice but to pull out her purse. Pour some silver coins into Stan's hand.

There were no seats in the car, and behind the curtained windows sat six beds with brass posts. Candles are lit on the shelves next to each bed, illuminating the wall with wainscoting. A little wizard, wearing a nightcap, muttered in the back of the car, "Not now, thank you, I'm pickling slugs." He rolled over in his sleep.

"You sit casually. I didn't have time to change the night shift last night, but it was still clean. Stan whispered, shoving Harry's suitcase under the bed behind the driver, who was sitting in an armchair in front of the steering wheel.

"This is our driver, Einplain. Uh, what's your name?"

"Bailey, Bailey Rom. ”

Einplaine is an older wizard who wears glasses with very thick lenses. He nodded to Vio, who smiled and sat on her bed, she really thought it was stupid to sit on the bed during the day. (To be continued.) )