The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"Ron Weasley, your money!"

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

"Really?" Percy's eyes were full of doubt. He didn't believe that a second-year Muggle-born wizard could have so much money.But he couldn't produce any evidence, so he simply didn't delve into the matter.

Then he took his brother and Anthony towards the Leaky Cauldron.

Of course you can't go back to Hogwarts through the fireplace, it's one way.Otherwise, a wizard can go to Hogwarts through the fireplace?

Death Eaters rejoice!

Their journey was to take the Knight Bus to Hogsmeade Village, and then walk back to Hogwarts.

This is the fastest and safest way.

Exit the Leaky Cauldron.It means Anthony and the others are back in London.

The noisy sound suddenly flooded into the ears.Just over a month later, he clearly felt that some things in London had changed, such as: there were more billboards and flashing neon lights!

Percy's expression remained as usual. He stood on the street corner and slowly stretched out his wand. After a while, the space in the distance suddenly rippled. The next moment, a three-story bus with a bright purple color appeared. heard before them.

"Aha! Three little wizards." The car door slowly opened, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy wearing a purple uniform, with a pair of big fan ears and a few small pimples on his face poked his head out.

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

"Of course, eleven Silver Sickles. If you pay fourteen..." Before Stan Sampac could finish his words, he was interrupted by Percy, "No, thank you!"

Wow!

It's amazing. There are people coming and going on the streets of London. This car appears out of thin air, and the people around it don't even notice anything strange.

Anthony looked at the car for a long time, and after making sure that all Muggles around him were selectively invisible, he and Ron walked up.

There were no seats in the car, and the only two armchairs were for the driver and the handkerchief.

There are only six copper frame beds placed in the empty space, six on each floor.

After Ron paid for his and Anthony's car, the two walked up the small wooden stairs to the upper floors.

But what's funny is that after seeing Ron take out a handful of Galleons from his pocket, Percy's pupils tightened, and his eyes immediately turned to Anthony. That kind of look was the look he often looked at Sirius, looking at Big Brother. The look in your eyes...

It seems that Percy misunderstood something...

Hey!

When they arrived on the second floor, before they could stand still, the Knight Bus started to move. It shook a little at first, and then rumbled forward at an astonishing speed.

Visually, this car is an absolute blight on public transportation, always hurtling onto the pavement.But the strange thing is that the lampposts, mailboxes and trash cans all jumped out of the way when the car came.

Such a magical scene immediately attracted Anthony's interest.After careful observation, he found that it was not a garbage bag that jumped out of the way, but that the overall size of the car was changing crazily. It could change its size according to the size of the road outside.That's why people sitting in the car have this illusion. In fact, it's not that the clutter has been avoided, but that they have become narrower!

I have to say, this is really magical.

Of course, this is not the most powerful thing about this car.

The most powerful thing is its speed. It is so fast that it almost moves forward like a phantom. It covers more than 100 miles in one jump. After a while, it reaches 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 up again and soon disappeared into the street.

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When it was getting dark, the three of them finally arrived at Hogsmeade Village. This was not because the Knight Bus was too slow.Its speed can simply throw the express train at King's Cross Station a dozen blocks away!

They come back so late just because they have to queue!

The bus will not take their order until the previous passenger has been sent off.

What is irritating is that several times they have already arrived in Scotland. They are sent to Hogsmeade Village just to guess the gas pedal. Unfortunately, they cannot, and the next trip is to 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 front of them before setting off for Hogsmeade!

Anthony really couldn't complain about such rigid rules and regulations. These wizards actually let the Knight Bus run like this for so many years.It’s really speechless and inefficient!

After complaining fiercely about the Ministry of Magic, Anthony, Ron, and Percy walked along the cobblestone path in the mountains and finally returned to the castle in time for dinner.

The bustling crowd in the auditorium was filled with a mood called stability.

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Also enjoying dinner was the British leader Mr. Harker.

In the Prime Minister's private sitting room, Mr. Harker was enjoying steak cooked by the chef sent by the government.

It's a pity that Mr. Huck swallowed this plate of top-quality steak with tender texture and fragrant meat like a village layman, his worried face full of stories.

"Oh! Did I bother you?" Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and then Mr. Humphrey opened the door and walked in.

"Just in time, Humphrey." Mr. Harker hurriedly moved the plate in front of him, then slowly stood up and walked from the sofa to his desk, "Look at this, "London Comprehensive Police Report"

"Well...I came here just for this matter." After saying that, Humphrey handed the document in his hand to the Prime Minister.

"I bought it, I bought it, oh no." Mr. Huck flipped through the documents, with a sad look on his face. "How many times is this already? Where is the Ministry of Interior? Don't they want to explain?"

"They will pass it on to MI[-] and [-]." Humphrey shrugged and said matter-of-factly.

"Two days! Just two days! This is the fourth spy caught from Scotland Yard. God! I can't believe this is true!"

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

"Thank you! Bernard!" Mr. Harker turned back and glared at him, saying angrily.

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

"I have always thought that we are all subordinates of Mr. Prime Minister..." Sir Humphrey said with a chuckle. Looking at Mr. Harker's angry but helpless expression, he couldn't help but joked: " As a humble social servant..."

"Humphrey!" Mr. Harker yelled, stopping his long sentence.

"Mr. Prime Minister, as the head of hundreds of thousands of civil servants, I cannot micromanage everything. Since you no longer trust Scotland Yard, I think the subsequent investigation is meaningless."

Sir Humphrey's words directly plucked himself clean, and he also complained about Mr. Harker's purposeful 'independent review'.

When you had psychological doubts, the so-called investigation turned into evidence collection in disguise. People would filter out the unfavorable news and only focus on what they wanted.

Therefore, Mr. Prime Minister’s current investigation is completely meaningless.

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

"Meeting! Humphrey! Meeting!" Mr. Hacker said eagerly: "This multinational summit meeting held in London was originally top-secret news, but now, most of Europe knows about it."

"And the prophecy made by His Highness Anthony! Oh! God! If His Highness had not reminded me, I would never have believed that so many people in the London police were eating from two pots!"

"Um...Sir, a person can't eat from two pots of rice at the same time. He has to put down one of them before..." Bernard used every opportunity to speak, and his voice became smaller and smaller until he shut up. Under the two death gazes, Bernard immediately lowered his head and pretended to be busy with the documents on the table!

"Humphrey! Do you know how much of a political blow London—no—the whole of Britain would suffer if those terrorists launched an attack on the day of the conference? This is when the heads of state are safe."

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

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

"It has been rescheduled from July to October. We cannot delay it any longer."

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

"Other countries! Oh! Other countries, do you mean that I have to throw away all my hard work for several months?" Mr. Huck asked loudly, and then he shook his head and said seriously: "No, Humphrey Lai, the venue can only be London."

This meeting was originally initiated by him, and was placed in London to increase his personal prestige. This was the first step in rebuilding the glory of the British Empire!

Should he now spit out his achievements and give them to others for free?

"Well..." Sir Humphrey raised his eyebrows. He knew this would be the result. He knew his Prime Minister too well. After sighing, he said: "Then I can only suggest that you change the guard. force."

"What's the meaning"

"Now that you don't trust the Scotland Yard police, replace the London guards with WIC commandos and task force airborne troops. At least they are doing a good job in Windsor."