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"Draco, to be honest, if you don't want to take the plane, we can do the train, that's absolutely fine..."

There is only a slight light in the sky, and there are almost no people on the streets of Barrow.

A waist-length wavy girl with blond hair dragged a small suitcase and kept talking.

The boy walking in front had bright short platinum blonde hair and was dragging a small suitcase of the same style in his hand, frowning and impatient.

These two are naturally me and Draco.

After the summer vacation, Lucius assigned Draco a lot of homework.

Malfoy Manor can cut off the Ministry of Magic's magic tracking of underage wizards, and there are unregistered spare wands. Draco learns new spells almost every day!

Emma threw me to Malfoy Manor again to relax.

"Family Manor is not as good as Malfoy Manor!" Emma explained to me with a smile before leaving.

In order to be able to go to Rome to see the young dragon——Phyllis, Draco insisted on completing the one and a half month's task in one month.

Well, I just happened to learn as much as I can!

Both Lucius and Narcissa have their own affairs, and I volunteered to go to Rome with Draco.

"Baby Draco needs such an opportunity!" Emma put one arm on me and Draco on the other, trying to persuade the worried Narcissa.

"Then, you must write letters wherever you go, remember, your mother is worried about you!" Lucius nodded and said seriously to Draco.

We set off in early August, and we only need to come back before August 25th, and we have twenty days to spend freely.

Emma prepared enough pounds and a bank card for me and Draco, she was not too worried, and told me to go around to Barrow to see old Mrs. Jimmy.

The suitcase was bought by me and Draco in a shop on the streets of London.

"You can't take something bigger than a pocket out of it in front of normal people," I explained.

The young master frowned for a long time before he reluctantly took the Muggle item - the small suitcase with the towbar.

After discussing with Draco, I decided to start from London to Barrow to complete Emma's mission, and then go to Rome.

In order to save time, I deliberately bought two plane tickets.

It's just that Draco, who could endure flying around on a broomstick sitting on a pole, couldn't get used to being an airplane, so he was airsick.

When I arrived in Barrow, I found a hotel to stay in. I went to visit Mrs. Jimmyk and stayed for one night. When I set off again, Draco was unwilling to be a Muggle transportation...

The two looked around, but found no one else.

Draco drew his wand, straightened his arm, and pointed to the middle of the road where there was nothing.

A few minutes later, there was a deafening "bang" in the air, and a dazzling bright light suddenly struck.

Draco pulled me back several steps quickly.

A second later, a pair of gigantic wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where we had been standing.

Draco's face immediately turned ugly.

The car that appeared out of nowhere was a three-decker bus with the words "Knight Bus" formed in gold letters on the windshield.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, the emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want. My My name is Stan Thornpark, and I'm your conductor tonight..."

"We're not in trouble, we just want to find a more comfortable means of transportation." Draco said with a sullen face.

The conductor who stood at the door of the train and called himself Sampak was a young guy, probably not a few years older than us, with a pair of big fan ears and a few small pimples on his face.

"Of course, the 'Knight Bus' can go anywhere, welcome to take it!" Sampak continued to say in a professional tone.

Draco hesitated for a moment, then got into the car with his wand extended.

I was skeptical about taking a bus to Rome.

"What's your name?" After waiting for us to get in the car, Sampak finally stopped asking briskly in a professional tone.

Draco didn't even look back, and didn't even bother to answer.

"How much is it to go to Rome?" I paused and asked.

"Oh, it's a bit far, eight Galleons per person!" Sunpak didn't care that we didn't answer his question before, and continued to introduce cheerfully: "But if you pay two more silver Sickles, you can You can get chocolates, and for two more, you can get a thermos and a toothbrush, the color of your choice."

"No, you don't need it." I took out sixteen Galleons from the interspatial bag hanging on my waist and handed them over.

Sampak led Draco and I into the car.

There were no seats in the car; behind the drawn windows were six beds with brass pillars.Candles burned in brackets beside each bed, illuminating the basement walls.

When we passed by, people in pajamas could be seen on several beds, and some even talked in their dreams.

"These two beds belong to you." Sampak said softly when he walked to the two beds that were close together.

Under the candlelight, Draco's face was already stinking beyond recognition.

"Case?" asked Sampak.

When I got in the car, I noticed that there were several suitcases stuffed under the bed behind the driver.

"No, no need!" I waved my hand.

"Okay! That's our driver, Ernplan." Sampak introduced.

I smiled at the driver who was looking back.

Urnplaine is an elderly wizard with thick glasses.

Seeing Draco's disgusted face, I quickly took a blanket out of the suitcase and helped Draco spread it on the brass pillar bed.

When we were all seated, Sampak went back to the armchair next to Ernplan and said, "Drive, Ern."

There was another loud bang, and Draco and I fell on the bed and rolled into a ball due to the speed of the car.

"Ow!" Draco groaned, clutching his forehead.

"Are you alright?" I asked, sitting up by the railing beside the bed.

Draco cursed under his breath in annoyance.

Fortunately, the car drove fast and stable after that.

I stood up and pulled the bed curtain carefully.

The car must have been manipulated by magic, and it is not as hot as outside.

"Okay, Draco, going out is definitely not comparable to being at home. In the past, Emma and I couldn't afford sleeper tickets. Sometimes we didn't even have seats, so we had to stand all the way." I said in a low voice.

"Sleeping berth ticket?" Draco asked suspiciously, "What is that?"

"Uh, a kind of train ticket, that's what you can sleep in like this."

In fact, it's quite embarrassing. The two beds that Sampak arranged for us are close together, and they are still in the same bed tent. Although Draco is only 12 years old, he is a boy after all!

Next, we leaned against the window and looked out of the window quietly for a while.

It was getting brighter outside, and more and more pedestrians were on the street, but no one noticed the bus that broke through the bushes, the bollards on the top of the pedestrian safety island, the telephone booth and the huge trees.

"Oh, are you hungry? There are sandwiches and chocolates for sale in the car, do you want some?" Sampak called out of the tent holding a box full of sandwiches and chocolates.

"No, thank you!" I refused through the curtain.

A few passengers who just woke up bought some.

How can you not prepare food before taking a long-distance trip!

I bent down and dragged my small suitcase out from under the bed, "Draco, what would you like to eat?"

"A cup of black tea and candy." Draco sat up and said.

The black tea and sweets were prepared by Narcissa. She gave each of us a thermos bottle, which was said to be enough for a month’s worth of hot black tea. After we finished drinking each time, we opened the lid of the thermos bottle next time, and it was full again. A full cup of steaming black tea is very convenient; the candy was bought in Hogsmeade Village, and the boss sent a candy box with a divider that can be shrunk, which is full of Draco and my love eat taste.

"Cheer up, young man!" I took out my things and put them on the small table fixed to the side of the car, and said in a slightly raised voice, "I don't want to ruin our trip!"

"Come on, I just didn't expect the famous 'Knight Bus' to look like this." Draco's face gradually relaxed, holding the thermos bottle and drinking slowly.

I tore open a bag of beef jerky and chewed it "creakingly".

The jerky was bought at the supermarket in Barrow, and Draco didn't even know what a penny was when it came time to pay.

When we were buying ice cream on the streets of the Barrow, Draco pulled out a £[-] note, but we had coins!

"Better wake Ms. Wink now, Stan," shouted Earnplan, the driver. "We're going to Kendal in a minute."

Sampak responded and walked past us up a narrow flight of stairs.

Looking out the window as I sip hot black tea with no milk or sugar, this Knight Bus keeps crashing into the sidewalk, hitting nothing; When the car came over, I jumped to avoid it, and when it passed by, it returned to its original position.

Truth be told, there is something magical about magic.

Sampak came back downstairs, followed by a witch.

"Go slowly, Ms. Wink." Sampak's happy voice came from outside. At this moment, Earnplan slammed on the brakes, and the bed on the car slid a long way forward.

Draco's delicate brows frowned again.

I wanted to make a joke about Draco's choice of "good" transport, but I swallowed it.

Ms. Wink staggered out of the car.

Sampak tossed her bag to her and slammed the car door; with another loud slam, the car rumbled down a narrow country road, the trees on either side jumping out of the way.

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