"Ron Weasley, your money!"

"Anthony lent it to me." Ron replied stiffly, as if it were an honor to borrow money. However, this was indeed an excuse for their discussion, and Ron lied that he had borrowed the money he had borrowed from Anthony to buy the wand so that Anthony could come out with him.

"Really?" Percy's eyes were full of suspicion, and he didn't believe that a second-year Muggle-born wizard could have that much money.

But he couldn't produce evidence, so he simply didn't delve into the matter. He then took his brother and Anthony and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron.

You can't go back to Hogwarts by the fireplace, of course, that's one-way. Otherwise, a wizard can go to Hogwarts through the fireplace?

Death Eater ecstasy! Their journey was via the Knight's Bus, which took them to Hogsmeade and then back to Hogwarts.

It's the fastest and safest way to do it. Get out of the Leaky Cauldron Bar. It means that Anthony and they are back in London.

The noise instantly flooded into my ears. It was only a little over a month before he could clearly feel that something had changed in London, such as more billboards and flashing neon lights!

Percy still looked as usual, he stood on the corner of the street, slowly stretched out his wand, and after a while, the space in the distance suddenly rippled, and the next moment, a three-story high, bright purple bus heard in front of them.

"Aha! Three Little Wizards. The door slowly opened, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in a purple uniform, with a pair of large fan ears, and a few small pimples on his face, poked his head out.

"Hogsmeade Village." Percy said softly. Then he walked up.

"Eleven silver sico, of course. If you pay fourteen..."Stan Sanparker could finish his sentence when Percy interrupted,

"No, thank you!" Wow! It's amazing, the streets of London are full of people, this car appears out of thin air, and the surrounding crowd doesn't even notice anything unusual.

Anthony looked at the car for a long time, making sure that all the Muggles around him were selectively out of sight, and then walked up with Ron.

In the car, there were no seats, and the only two armchairs were the driver and the handkerchief sitting. In the empty space, there are only six copper-framed beds, six on each floor.

After Ron paid for his and Anthony's car, the two of them made their way up a small wooden staircase to the floor above.

But the funny thing is that Percy's pupils constricted when he saw Ron take out a handful of gold galleons from his pocket, and his eyes immediately turned to Anthony's body, the kind of eyes he often looked at Sirius, the eyes of the big money.... It seems that Percy has misunderstood something... Hey!

Reaching the second floor, before they could stand firmly, the knight's bus had already started, first shaking a little, and then rushing forward with an alarming speed.

Visually, the car is definitely the culprit for the destruction of public transport, it always rushes onto the pavement.

But strangely, the lamppost mailboxes and garbage cans jumped to avoid the car as it drove by.

Such a magical scene immediately attracted Anthony's interest. After careful observation, he found that it was not a garbage bag or something jumping away automatically at all, but the overall size of the car was changing wildly, and it could change its own size according to the size of the road outside.

So only people sitting in the car will have this illusion, in fact, it is not that the clutter avoids it, but that they become narrower!

I have to say, it's amazing. Of course, that's not the best thing about this car. The most remarkable thing was its speed, which was so fast that it was almost miraculously distant, and it was more than a hundred miles in a jump, and in a short time it reached its destination, a certain neighborhood in Wales.

At this time, a middle-aged wizard wearing a robe and a cowboy hat stepped out of the car. Then, the car started again and soon disappeared into the street.

—————— when it was getting dark, the three of them finally arrived at Hogsmeade, not because the knight's bus was too slow.

It's fast enough to throw a King's Cross Express train a dozen streets away! They'll come back so late just because they have to stand in line!

The bus will only run the previous passenger after sending them off. It's infuriating that on several occasions they have obviously arrived in Scotland, and to take them to Hogsmeade is to guess the accelerator, but unfortunately they can't, and the next trip is London... In this way, they went back and forth through London at least three times, and the last time they always saw off the last customer in line before they set off for Hogsmeade Village!

For this kind of rigid rules and regulations, Anthony really can't complain, these wizards really let the knight bus run like this for so many years.

It's speechless and inefficient! After violently complaining about the Ministry of Magic, Anthony, Ron, and Percy finally returned to the castle in time for dinner, along the cobblestone path in the mountains.

The bustling crowd in the auditorium was filled with an emotion called stability. — and also enjoying dinner was the British leader, Mr. Harker.

In the Prime Minister's private living room, Mr. Huck was enjoying a steak cooked by a government-dispatched cook.

Unfortunately, Mr. Huck swallowed this tender and meaty top-notch steak casually like a layman, and his worried face was full of stories.

"Oh! Excuse me? There was a knock on the door, and Mr. Humphrey pushed the door open and entered.

"Just in time, Humphrey." Mr. Huck hurriedly removed the plate in front of him, then slowly got up and walked from the sofa to his desk.

"Look at this, the London Integrated Policing Report"

"Hmm... That's what I'm here for. With that, Humphrey handed the document in his hand to the Prime Minister.

"Even buy Ka, even buy Ka, oh ~ no." Mr. Huck flipped through the papers, his face full of sorrow,

"How many are these? What about the Ministry of the Interior? Don't they want to explain? ”

"They're going to push it to MI6 and 5." Humphrey shrugged his shoulders and said as he should.

"Two days! Just two days! This is the fourth spy to come out of Scotland Yard, oh my God! I can't believe it's true! ”

"Ahem! Sir, this is the fourth, and you are holding the fifth. On the side, the little angel Bernard picked up a document from his desk and held it up to Mr. Prime Minister.

"Thank you! Bernard! Mr. Huck glared back at him and said angrily.

"Humphrey, I don't know what you can do, you have to make sure Scotland Yard is on our side! There are also two civil servants among these spies, and this is your subordinate. ”

"I have always thought that we were all subordinates of Mr. Prime Minister," said Sir Humphrey, chuckling, and looking at Mr. Huaker's angry but helpless expression, he could not help but quip: "As a lowly member of society..."

"Humphrey!" Mr. Huck yelled, stopping him from repeating the long sentence.

"Prime Minister-Prime Minister-Mr. ~ As the head of hundreds of thousands of civil servants, I can't do everything. Now that you don't trust Scotland Yard anymore, I don't think the next investigation makes any sense at all. Sir Humphrey's words were directly plucked clean, and by the way, he also complained about Mr. Huacke's purposeful 'independent review'.

Back then, when you were suspicious, the so-called investigation became evidence collection in disguise, and people would filter out the unfavorable news and only pay attention to what they wanted.

So, Mr. Prime Minister's investigation now makes no sense at all.

"A large-scale internal investigation like yours now will only exacerbate the police force's distrust of you and the panic of the public."

"Meeting! Humphrey! Meeting! Mr. Haque said eagerly: "The hosting of the multinational summit in London this time was originally top-secret news, but now it is good that most of Europe knows about it." ”

"And the prophecy of His Highness Anthony! Oh! My God! If it weren't for His Highness's reminder, I would never have dreamed that there were so many police officers in London eating two pots of rice! ”

"Uh... Sir, a person can't eat two pots of rice at the same time, he has to put down one of them in order to..."Berner's voice became quieter and quieter when he saw the stitches, until he shut up, and under the two eyes of death, Berner immediately lowered his head and pretended to be busy with the papers on the table!

"Humphrey! Do you know how much political damage London – no – all of Britain would have suffered if that group of terrorists had attacked on the day of the conference? This is again when the heads of state are safe and sound. ”

"If something happens to one of them, oh my God! The consequences are unbelievable! Mr. Huck said anxiously, staring nervously at Humphrey, hoping he would pay attention.

"Maybe we can reschedule?" Sir Humphrey asked tentatively.

"It has been rescheduled from July to October, and it can't be delayed."

"Well, with all due respect, Mr. Prime Minister, why should we make trouble for ourselves, can't we hold it in another country? Paris? Berlin? Warsaw? Moscow? Sir Humphrey suggested.

"Other countries! Oh! Other countries, you're saying, I'm going to throw away months of hard work? Mr. Huck asked loudly, then he shook his head and said solemnly, "No, Humphrey, it can only be London." "This meeting was originally brought about by him, and it was placed in London to increase his personal prestige, and it was the first step in rebuilding the glory of the British Empire!

Now do you want to spit out his credit and give it to others for nothing?

"Hmm—" Sir Humphrey raised his eyebrows, he knew that this would be the result, he knew his Prime Minister too well, and after a sigh, he said, "Then I can only advise you to change the guard." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Since you don't trust the police at Scotland Yard, replace the guards in London with the WIC Assault Force and Task Force Airborne Force, at least they're doing a good job in Windsor."