Promotion and salary increase start at Hogwarts

"What this gentleman said is really great. I dare say Ern Plan knows more about the history of the Knight Bus than you do. Who are you?"

"I am Luo Cheng, teaching ideological and moral education at Hogwarts."

Stan was in awe of Luo Cheng. "No wonder you know so much about the Knight Bus. It turns out that you are a professor at Hogwarts at such a young age. Ideological and moral education class? This is a new course, right? It sounds very powerful.

.By the way, this is our driver Ern Plan. Ern, and this is Professor Luo Cheng."

The driver sat in an armchair in front of the steering wheel. Ern Plan was an older wizard wearing glasses with thick lenses. He nodded to Luo Cheng.

"Let's drive, Ern." Stan said, sitting in the armchair next to Ern. "Gentlemen, we are about to set off. Please sit or lie on the bed. There will be a bit of noise when we start.

Luo Cheng lay on the bed and closed his eyes. He planned to have a good sleep.

But Harry and Ron were a little excited. They sat up and looked out the window, wanting to see how the Knight Bus moved.

As a result, with two bangs, both Harry and Ron fell on the bed - the speed of the Knight Bus threw them backwards.

Harry cheered up and looked out the window, seeing that they were now driving steadily and quickly along a completely different street. Stan was looking at Harry's surprised face with interest.

"Young handsome guy who paid the bill, do you have any questions?"

"Hey, I was thinking, this car is driving so fast and it doesn't fly, so it won't be discovered by Muggles?"

"Of course you won't find out that Muggles' eyes are not bigger than sesame seeds." Stan said contemptuously, "Muggles are just like that. They never listen well or look well, and they don't believe anything."

Harry was still looking out the window, feeling more and more nervous. The driver, Ern, seemed unskilled at the wheel. The Knight Bus kept hitting the pavement, but nothing hit; there were rows of lampposts.

, the mailbox and the trash can jumped out of the way when the car drove over, and then returned to their original positions when it drove past.

"Magic is amazing."

Harry gradually felt relieved. Ron on the other bed didn't think much about it. He had always wanted to take the Knight Bus, and he finally got his wish today. He couldn't catch the Hogwarts Express just now.

The bad mood was immediately forgotten.

Stan gave the chocolates, thermos bottles and toothbrushes to the three of them's beds, then opened a copy of the "Daily Prophet" and read it to everyone.

"Let me take a look at today's front page. Well done. It's finally the turn of the great writer Gilderoy Lockhart. I heard he was grabbed the headlines three times. Best-selling novelist Gilderoy Lockhart announced,

His new work "Magical Me" has achieved an astonishing sales of 50,000 copies..."

Stan laughed stupidly, "This number is really scary. It is almost the number of wizards in the entire UK. Has everyone bought his new book? The article mentioned that he became a Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts.

He is a professor and has listed all his books in the purchase of students. I think he must have impacted his sales in this way."

Harry and Ron nodded in agreement. They had spent a lot of money on Lockhart's books.