The impact of the black cat's lunge made Harry take half a step back, and his leg hit the trunk and tripped.
He wrapped one arm around the kitten in his arms and extended the other arm for balance.
But it didn't work, he fell heavily to the ground.
He hurriedly got up, and the black cat in his arms jumped onto his shoulder, with a strangely familiar smile on the corner of his mouth, which reminded Harry of Ivan instantly.
He shook his head, he must be out of breath, how could a cat have Ivan's expression. But the feeling of that kind of smile is really like it, before he could look further, he saw a huge silhouette of something big with dimly glowing big eyes in the shadow of Yuan Chuan.
Like a big dog, Harry carefully extended the wand in his hand forward.
As soon as he raised his wand, the gravel-covered No. 2 wall suddenly shone brightly, and with a deafening bang, a dazzling bright light suddenly struck.
Harry yelled, and hurriedly stepped back, and Ivan grabbed his shoulders in a hurry.
It was very timely, and about a second later, a pair of huge wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where Harry had just stood.
Aiwen raised his head and found that the wheels and headlights belonged to a three-story bus. This bus appeared from thin air. The golden letters on the windshield of the car formed the following words: Knight Bus .
"Welcome to the Knight Bus, the emergency passenger transport for witches and 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!"
Sampak, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with big fan ears and a few small pimples on his face, walked up to Harry.
"A strange passenger with a black kitten, why are you still standing there?"
"There was a big black thing there just now, did you see it?" Harry wanted to ask the other party if he saw a big dog standing in the open space not far away, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
"No, what's that on your head?" Stan seemed to see the scar on Harry's forehead.
"N-nothing!" said Harry quickly, covering the scar with his hair, and if the Ministry were looking for him, he didn't want to make it too easy for them to find him.
"Okay, what's your name?" Stan continued.
"Neville Longbottom!" Harry whispered, his eyes shifting to the car behind Stan, "so this bus goes anywhere, doesn't it?"
"That's right, anywhere you want to go, as long as it's on land. You can't go underwater!" Stan looked suspicious, "Didn't you just signal for us to stop? You held out your wand, isn't it?"
"Yeah!" said Harry quickly. "Listen, how much does it cost to go to Diagon Alley in London?"
"Eleven Sickles!" Stein said, "but if you have pets, you pay five more, and three more get you chocolates, and one more and you get a thermos and a toothbrush , the color is up to you to choose."
"Wait, this cat is not my pet!" Harry remembered the black cat on his shoulder, and he hurriedly said to Stan, "I just met it a second before you came here."
"Really?" Stan said suspiciously, "but it has already gone up, you must know that black cats are a very rare breed, if it is not your pet..."
Harry saw that the black cat, which had been lying on his shoulder all the time, had climbed onto the Knight's bus and sat down on a soft bed.
He had no choice but to quickly find out the money bag and pour some silver coins into Stan's hands.
Then he and Stan lifted his suitcase, with Hedwig's cage on it, and the two of them stepped onto the Knight Bus.
"You sleep in this one!" Stan introduced the driver to Harry, then led him to the bed where Ivan was, took out a large piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over, "This is yours, I will give it to you." Prepare some cat food for your pet, we have everything here."
He rummaged under a bed, took out a rice bowl and put it in front of Ivan, and poured a lot of cat food into it.
Ai Wen turned his head directly and couldn't bear to look directly, this idiot really regarded himself as a cat.
If it hadn't been for feeling that Sirius Black hadn't left, Ivan would not have chosen to sit in this car with Harry. Anyway, Harry would have nothing to do, and he could go to Diagon Alley to find him at any time.
There are still a lot of things waiting for him to do at home, especially after Dobby can't find himself anymore, he doesn't know how anxious he will be.
However, Aiwen has no other choice. Due to the sequelae of taking the magic enhancement potion, his current magic power is seriously overdrawn, and it is estimated that he will not be able to recover until tomorrow morning at the earliest.
If you don't want to be torn to pieces by Sirius Black during this period of time, then stay by Harry's side honestly, the other party will not approach Harry for the time being.
The car started, and there was another loud bang, and Harry couldn't help but fell on the bed, which was the result of the speed of the Knight Bus throwing him backwards, pressing Ivan who was lying on the bed under his body.
Ivan struggled to get out, seeing that Harry was not interested in eating his piece of chocolate, he jumped lightly, put the chocolate in his mouth, and skillfully tore open the chocolate wrapping paper under the surprised eyes of Harry and Stan After eating, as for the pot of cat food, whoever likes it will eat it, anyway, he won't touch it.
He was exhausted tonight, and the chase with Sirius Black had consumed so much of his energy that he swallowed a whole bar of chocolate in no time.
"Neville, your cat is really well trained. My sister also has a cat, but it can't do anything except scratch the sheets." Stan looked at Ivan with interest.
"Yes, yes!" Seeing the black cat eating chocolate, Harry had a strange feeling in his heart, why did this cat look more and more like Ivan.
He lay flat on the bed, held the black cat high in front of his chest, and observed it carefully.
Ivan waved his paw feebly, but it was useless.
He is obviously so abnormal, when will Harry, a dull guy, recognize himself.
After a violent collision, Harry subconsciously let go of his hand.
Alvin ran to his pillow and sat down, squinting his eyes and looking out of the car window. The Knight bus kept hitting the sidewalk, but it couldn't hit anything; rows of lampposts, letter boxes and trash cans When this car drove over, I jumped to avoid it, and when it drove past, I returned to the original position.
Harry studied Ivan's black cat for a while, and his thoughts returned to himself.
The events of this evening are bizarre enough, a strange bus that can jump forward a hundred miles at a time, an impossibly large dog, and a black cat who wants to follow him desperately. What will happen next.
Then there was a churning in his stomach, and he thought of Aunt Marge and wondered if the Dursleys had managed to get her off the ceiling.