"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 can take you wherever you want to go. ”

"My name is Stan Sampak and tonight is your ticket ......"

Stan's routine opening remarks are not finished, and he sees the faces of the men who are about to get into the car. He'd seen the leader a few years ago, but the most recent appearance was on the Ministry of Magic's wanted notice posted on the street.

"Long time no see, Stan." Ike smiled, "I think you have something to say that you haven't finished yet, aren't you going to continue?" ”

"No...... No, please get on the bus. Stan stumbles out of the way and lets the passengers come up. Ike nodded at him and walked in first, but instead of sitting inside, he stood next to him.

He pulls a gold Galleon from his pocket and puts it in Stan's hand, taking the tickets that haven't been ripped off.

"I think that's enough." Ike said.

Stan looked at the gold Galleon in his hand, then at the four wizards behind Ike in tattered black robes with messy hair, but finally didn't say anything to retort.

He decided to make up the difference by himself.

Ike smiled and patted Stan on the shoulder and walked to the back of the car. Raising his hand to stop the four people who wanted to stand up, he smiled and sat down on a bed next to him.

"First...... Sir, where do you want to go? Stan asks in a trembling voice.

"Godric's Hollow." Ike smiled and nodded, "Is the driver still Erne?" He could have been faster this time. ”

"Yes...... Yes, I will ...... with him"

Stan hurried to the driver's seat and whispered Ek's request in Erne's ear, who nodded and started the car.

The car was speeding away, and the view outside the window was rapidly skimming backwards. Ike watched with interest at the changing scene outside the car window, looking leisurely and complacent.

"Little Master ......"

The four men glanced at each other, and one of them, who looked a little cleaner, stepped back and asked timidly, "Why are we taking the knight's bus instead of the phantom moving over?" ”

"It's too far." Ike replied casually, "Your magic doesn't support such a long phantom migration, and I've never been to Godric. ”

"That'...... Shall we ......" he said, glancing at Stan, who was standing at the front of the carriage, and quietly slicing his hand under his chin.

Seeing this, Ike shook his head and said calmly, "There's no need, Stan is a good guy, he won't talk nonsense...... Isn't it, Stan? ”

"Ahh Yes yes, I didn't hear anything......"

"Look, I'll just tell you, Stan is a great guy."

Looking at Ike's smiling face, Stan grinned stiffly, but his free right hand slapped Erne several times. Erne understood it, so the speed of the car was a notch faster.

About ten minutes later, the car came to an abrupt stop and the doors opened. Stan's voice was still shaky, but he could hear a hint of relief in it, as if the big trouble was finally out of his way.

"Sir, Godric's Hollow has arrived."

"Okay, thanks, Stan." Ike nodded kindly at Stan and stepped out of the car. The four behind him also came down and waved at Stan.

Unfortunately, Stan clearly didn't mean to wave goodbye to Ike, smiled awkwardly, and slapped his hand on Ernne's arm again. Close the door and the car disappears in the blink of an eye.

"Little master, maybe your feelings are wrong, he doesn't look like he can keep secrets." The slightly cleaner man whispered.

"It doesn't matter, left and right have no effect on what we want to do." Ike replied, smiling back when he turned.

Godric's Valley is a small village, but the streets are clean and tidy, lined with small wooden houses, some shops and some houses, but without exception, the lights are turned off, and only the words on the wall can be seen by the dim light of the street lamps.

Along the road, after passing through a small square, continued on until the street lights disappeared and the surroundings fell into darkness, and then continued for a long time, until they came to a hill full of tombstones.

"Little master, you will arrive through this cemetery."

"Let's go, then."

Two in the front and two in the back, enclosing Ike in the middle. They were all careful, holding their wands in their hands, watching their surroundings warily.

In contrast, Ike looked much more relaxed, and looked at the words on the tombstone next to him with interest, and by the way, thought about the past glory of the family of the tombstone owner.

The cemetery was silent, and only the footsteps of a few people could be heard. But sometimes, there will be a faint sigh, and if you follow the sound, you will see a white shadow flash away. This scene did not make the hearts of several people fluctuate in any way, but they were just ghosts that had no memories, and they could only scare and scare the Muggles.

Passing through the cemetery, a tattered path appears in front of you. After a few steps, it changed its appearance, as if it was newly paved. Rows of houses appeared on both sides of the road, some deserted, others still inhabited.

After all, the lawn of the courtyard does not level out on its own.

The sound of crisp footsteps could be heard far away at night, and a few figures could be faintly seen in the windows of the houses on the street, but they all disappeared quickly. As if shopping, Ike easily followed the two people walking in front of him to the destination of this trip, in front of a well-maintained house.

The wooden three-story villa, the fence more than one meter high is painted with white paint, standing outside and looking inside, the lawn in the courtyard looks like it has just been taken care of, even the bush balls are round, and there is no place for any expenditure.

Pushing open the courtyard door, follow the garden path all the way to the main entrance of the house, and there is a swing hanging next to it, and a few bright roses are blooming. Ike pushed the swing, and it swung back and forth, without even the slightest sound of rope rubbing.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Ike waved his hand, and someone next to him cast an explosion spell at the door. The whole house shook violently, but the door was unharmed. Two more explosions went down, and then the door was blown open, and along the way, half of the exterior wall was built.

"Whirlwind sweep!"

One waved his wand to disperse the dust from the falling walls, then took a step to the side, making way for Ike.

Ax Shiran stepped on the fallen door and walked in, looking at the furnishings in the room with interest.

"It's very warm." He sighed, raised his hand to roll aside the broken wood on the couch, and sat down. With his feet crossed, his eyes fell on the staircase, where a man and a woman were pointing their wands at him.

"Stred!" The man's deep voice rang out, full of horror and disgust. The woman didn't make a sound, but her hand holding the wand tightened.

"Know me? That's a lot easier. Ike smiled lightly, his gaze resting on the wand in the woman's hand for a moment, and then he spoke with a smile on his face, "The teacher asked me to take a look at the attitude of the Abbot family, but now I think the answer is obvious......"

"Is that something from the Weasley Magic Tricks, Mr. Abbott?"

"Huh...... It's a very interesting toy......."