The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

With the end of the inspection, the dozen or so narrow compartments on the Knight's bus disappeared... replaced by more than twenty hard leather sofa seats that suddenly appeared.

Jon Hart, disguised as "David Yorman", sat in a seat back; he waved his wand, conjured a belt, and tied himself to the hard leather sofa, Used as a seat belt.

Amos Diggory on the side looked at him curiously and at the same time puzzled.

Only a loud "bang" was heard, and the car started suddenly... Jon was almost thrown out by the Knight Bus, but the improvised "seat belt" played a vital role.

The companions on the side were not as lucky as him. Several wizards, including Amos Diggory, couldn't help but slammed their heads on the sofa in the front row.

Of course, not everyone was in such a mess with them... Most of the Aurors still maintained a stable sitting posture in this situation, as if inertia hadn't affected them at all.

Especially Rufus Scrimgeour, who sits there as steady as Big Ben.

The dingy Amos Diggory returned to his seat, covering his head as he learned from Mr. Yeorman... He conjured a hemp rope and tied himself to the sofa.

Since Jon sat in a window seat, he could look out of the window, and they were driving steadily and quickly along the somewhat eccentric street.

This Knight Bus keeps crashing into the pavement, but never hits anything; rows of lampposts, letterboxes, and trash cans all jump out of the way as the car approaches, waiting for it to pass , and return to the original position.

The conductor Stan Thornpark looked at them curiously from time to time, but he was afraid to ask any questions because of Scrimgeour's old lion-like face.

The Knight Bus moved forward at high speed, smashing away the bushes, bollards on the top of the pedestrian safety island, telephone booths and trees... until more than an hour later, the rapidly changing scenery outside the window began to slow down——

Tens of seconds later, the car stopped completely on the side of the road.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Stan Sampak summoned up his courage and said, "Blackpool is here!"

...

Led by Rufus Scrimgeour, they got off the Knight Bus one by one.

Then they all looked around curiously...

To be honest, the surrounding situation looks a little bleak.

Broken floors, collapsed streets, and uprooted trees...these scenes of destruction can be seen everywhere.

Relevant staff from the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement were dispatched last night. They slightly transformed the city, which had been destroyed by Death Eaters and giants, like it was caused by a hurricane.

It's a pity that traces of magical destruction can still be seen everywhere.

Rufus Scrimgeour gathered everyone together and snapped: "Listen, we are now a Muggle rescue team from London; you all have a bunch of Muggles in your backpacks." Don’t reveal your identity…”

"...Then we will act in two ways. The Aurors will be led by me, and I will use the black magic detector to detect the traces left by black magic; as for the people in the misinformation office, you, Cresswell, will be responsible for leading them and looking for the giants. Traces, their footsteps are quite obvious!"

"I understand, Director Scrimgeour, leave it to me!" Dirk Cresswell nodded solemnly.

"That's good... let's start in two routes now!" Scrimgeour ordered decisively.

...

Following behind the group of staff from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts, Jon couldn't help but frown slightly.

This kind of action plan means that he will part ways with the Aurors, and if he encounters danger, his ability to resist will be greatly weakened; moreover, Kingsley and Tonks, two members of the Order of the Phoenix, will not be able to give him any help.

If it weren't for the advantage of foresight, knowing that Rufus Scrimgeour would not join Voldemort, then he might suspect Scrimgeour now.

Kingsley was also obviously aware of this, and when the two parties left, he quietly looked at Jon with a questioning look; but Jon still shook his head slightly at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

After all, the Death Eaters are in the dark and they are in the light. Any strange behavior may startle the snake.

A group of people continue to move forward——

From the corner of Jon's eyes, he glanced at Walton McNeil from time to time without leaving a trace.

The executioner who belongs to the committee dealing with dangerous creatures, his true identity is a loyal supporter of Voldemort... At this time in the original book, he should have been imprisoned in Azkaban due to the failure of the Department of Mysteries in World War I; but now due to a coincidence, He did not participate in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, nor did he reveal his identity as a Death Eater, and he was still their companion as an employee of the Ministry of Magic.

So Jon has been paying attention to McNeill's movements as if nothing had happened during this time... However, the other party behaved more normally than himself along the way, without any extra actions, and had no intention of contacting his fellow Death Eaters at all.

In desperation, Jon had to continue to wait and see what happened.

They don't move fast, because if they encounter refugees on the road, they need to stay and distribute some relief supplies...in order to maintain their status as "rescue team members".

Of course, this trip was not without success.

...

A few hours later, they found a large number of footprints on the beach in Blackpool.

The length of these is about three feet, and the width is also close to one foot... Such a large footprint is obviously not left by humans; the possibility of the footprints belonging to giants is very high.

Although the directions of these footprints are different, no matter which direction the footprints are in, they finally disappear at the junction between the ocean and the beach.

This makes people a little puzzled. Could it be that the mysterious person transported the giants from the sea and then transported them back to the sea...Looking at the amount of footprints on the beach, there are at least twenty giants who want to transport them Shipping by sea is almost impossible!

The members of the Misinformation Office began to be busy—some were measuring the size and depth of the footprints; an examination……

Jon also bent down, pretending to observe.

Suddenly, his expression changed——

Because within his gaze... the actions of the Death Eater Walton McNeill suddenly became a little strange.

Recommend Ruixue Fengnian's "Titan and Dragon King"

Titans, near god creatures born with the oldest gods.

Dragons are powerful predators at the top of the food chain in countless worlds.

Muria, who inherited the blood of the Titan and the Golden Dragon, sat on the throne.

Red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons... bronze dragons, red copper dragons, brass dragons... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, emerald dragons, and many giant dragons crawling under the throne.

Cloud giants, fog giants, stone giants, frost giants... storm giants, mountain giants, tidal giants... countless giants bowed down to the throne.

The power of a king is not just for killing and conquering!