Hogwarts everyday players

So fast, a purple three-decker bus suddenly appeared from the thin air. No, it should be said to be a giant beast speeding on land.

It ran rampant and drove straight towards the church. All obstacles in the direction of travel seemed to come alive and automatically jumped to the side to avoid them.

Gold letters written on the car's windshield formed the words: Knight Bus.

The whole body is covered in purple, and it has cast magic to avoid Muggles. Ordinary people cannot see, hear, or touch this car and its surroundings.

The car has stopped, and an elderly wizard can be seen through the windshield. He wears a pair of thick glasses and his face looks like an owl. This should be Ern Plan, the driver of the Knight Bus.

, but for a driver like him who can't look at the road, I don't know what it feels like to drive a big guy and drive on a rampage.

But Ern Prang, Prang's "prang" means "crash a car" in English slang.

Ryan looked at this extraordinary creation with the professional eyes of an alchemist. It also had a function similar to the Book of Access. As long as a wizard in urgent need of transportation stretched out his hand holding a wand on the roadside, it would sense it.

, the driver will appear driving it.

Amazing, really amazing. After I graduate, I will drive a car like this and travel around the world.

A conductor in a purple uniform jumped out of the bus and pretended to speak loudly to the audience:

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, emergency transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just stick out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want to go. My

The name is Stan Sandpark, and I am your conductor today——"

"Stansham Parker? That unlucky guy who bragged and was arrested as a Death Eater? He has such a strong desire to show off." Ryan thought to himself.

"Sir, do you want to take a ride?" Stan, who had noticed that I was also a wizard early on, saw that I was silent and continued.

Ryan said nothing and pointed at the little witch behind Stan.

What did Stan mean? He is probably not as sophisticated and thick-skinned as the original.

Stan scratched his head shyly. He still looked very young, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He came out to work at such a young age. He was probably educated by a family wizard who was not mentioned in the original book.

The first time I met Harry before the start of his third grade, he looked like he could be only nineteen years old at that time.

But it’s really interesting. That long paragraph of self-introduction is available now. It was used by Harry until he was in third grade.

The attention shifted from Stan to Kate today. Stan had returned to the car and disappeared as the Knight Bus disappeared.

Kate wore a lion head hat. The furry lion vividly opened its mouth. When paired with a brown fur-textured wizard robe, it looked like a little lion walking upright.

"Dangdang, I look cool today." Kate was in high spirits, jumping towards Ryan.

Ryan didn't say anything, but took the dragon skin bag from Kate's hand and put it into his pocket as if no one else was watching.

Kate puffed up her baby face and pulled the lion's mane angrily.

"Kate, don't you know we are going on a trip?" Ryan rubbed his eyes.

"Well, is there something wrong?" Kate replied in confusion.

"Hmm, you dress cool, but you don't look too Muggle. We will also be close to Muggle society during our trip." Ryan explained patiently.

"Also, why is it a lion's head?" Ryan looked confused.

"Humph, why can't it be a lion? Do Ravenclaws have to like eagles?" Kate answered happily when she saw that her outfit attracted Ryan's curiosity.

"As for why I dress like this, I'm a Muggle expert. I've been to an amusement park. You still don't know why I made an appointment to meet here in advance. I want to show you the special delicacies of Godric's Hollow. The same goes for our family.

Walked out from here." Kate rolled her eyes and changed the subject.

Kate, the Muggle expert, then led Ryan to the restaurant he had reserved while wearing a wizard robe similar to a puppet costume that would only be worn on Halloween.

"Food? I'm looking forward to it." Ryan couldn't help but reveal a mask of pain in his heart, "British food? Oh my god."

Kate took Ryan around a street with familiarity and walked to an ordinary small shop.

The style of the shop is very non-witchcraft, just like the restaurants that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Britain.

In addition to colorfully dressed wizards, there are also scattered Muggles in the store. What’s more interesting is that there are also a few Muggles wearing homemade wizard robes. I guess they think this place is just for role-playing or something.

The owner of the hotel is a pot-bellied wizard who seems very easy-going. He should know Kate and greet her kindly.

After finding a private room, Kate proudly showed me today’s lunch.

Surf and turf dinner and the signature dish of lamb tripe stuffed with meat and bread.

Lamb tripe stuffed with meat, a traditional local delicacy, one of the delicacies brought to Scotland after the Vikings invaded Scotland, a dark cuisine in Ryan's eyes.

The Beer Belly Wizard pioneered the use of a new material, venison instead of mutton.

In addition to the traditional onions and bacon, the meat filling also contains fresh deer offal, a little deer lung, blood clots, deer kidney, etc.

The meat filling is also filled with an astonishing amount of dried allspice from West India, stock and not to forget the roasted Scottish oats.

The Beer Belly Wizard claims that only Kate can make this dish. The meat filling needs to be cooked for about two to three hours, and finally it has to be stuffed into the deer belly and processed again.

How should I put it? It’s all about the smell of spices, ignoring the taste of meat and offal. It’s delicious, but Ryan doesn’t like it very much.

Color, aroma, taste and shape are the only two options, aroma and taste, and Kate unexpectedly likes it, and she is worthy of being British.

The surf and turf dinner is a very common dish, which is scallops, black sausage, crispy bacon and chopped chives. Each ingredient is processed separately first, and then stir-fried in one pot, a Northeastern seafood stew version.

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After eating for about half an hour, I walked out of the small restaurant under the warm hospitality of the beer-bellied wizard.

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"Ryan, this venison is pretty good," Kate said, taking credit.

"Well, it's very good." Ryan replied against his will and rubbed Kate's lion head.

"It feels so warm to the touch," Ryan thought to himself, "I'll show you the deliciousness of a Chinese dinner someday."

"Kate, do you have any other plans today?" Ryan asked.

"No, Godric's Hollow is a good place for tourism. There are many graves of ancient wizards here. Even Harry Potter, the boy who survived, was born here."

"Harry Potter? Let's go to the Potter's house this afternoon." Ryan thought.

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