In the early morning, after breakfast, Nia held the fat Tom cat and stood at the door, watching Albert disappear at the door of the house.
Putting down her waving arms, Nia turned to look at her parents. She always felt that her family seemed to be hiding something from her.
"Someone invited him to be a guest. You know, your brother is very good, and building some connections will be very helpful for his future." Daisy said softly.
Herb glanced at his wife and nodded. This was indeed true.
However, this time Albert was not going to attend an academic gathering, but to have dinner at his girlfriend's house.
The night before yesterday, Albert finally confessed to them that he had a girlfriend.
At that time, both Herb and Daisy showed expressions that were indeed true. They were never worried that Albert could not find a girlfriend. After all, he was so good and had won an international wizard chess championship. How could he not be able to find a girlfriend?
Got a girlfriend?
The two were even more worried that they had nothing in common.
However, they heard that the beautiful red-haired girl named Isobel was also a genius. The couple couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. There must be topics that can be discussed between geniuses.
Sure enough, his son still reassured them as always.
It's just that Nia seems a little disgusted with these things, so the couple can only help hide it for the time being.
It's all because they didn't fulfill their responsibilities as parents well in the past and always let Albert take care of his sister, which made Nia develop a strong dependence and admiration for Albert.
This situation will only gradually disappear when Nia grows up.
Albert walked to a remote street, took out his pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time, then raised his head and looked around, and soon saw a bus coming this way.
He quickly raised his wand and waved it forward.
A few seconds later, a bright purple three-decker bus stopped in front of him, narrowly missing a pedestrian on the roadside.
If it weren't for magic, the Knight Bus would have killed a bunch of Muggles.
A young man in purple uniform, about 25 years old, stood at the door of the bus, took out a crumpled note from his pocket, and read this sentence in a fluent tone, "Welcome to the bus, this is for
An emergency transport service for witches or wizards in distress. Just stick out your wand and get on the bus and we'll take you wherever you want to go. My name is James Joyce and I'm your
conductor."
After speaking, he paused, looked up and down at Albert's clothes and face, and suddenly said: "You are Albert Anderson, right."
"Can't Muggles see this Knight Bus?" Albert changed the subject. There were other Muggles nearby, but no one noticed this car.
"If they don't listen carefully or look carefully, they won't notice anything." Joyce looked at Albert's face with interest and suddenly said, "That Mr. Anderson, the youngest international wizard chess champion
Right, it's an honor to meet you."
"To be honest, no one in the UK has won the International Wizarding Chess Competition for a long time!" After saying that, he actually wanted to shake hands with Albert, "You are definitely the most important person I have received during my time as a conductor.
A wizard."
"You will definitely be able to host a wizard who weighs more than me next summer." Albert began to take Galleons out of his pocket, "How much does it cost to go to Dingworth Village in Cornwall."
"Nine Silver Sickles," said Joyce, "and next summer I won't be doing this anymore."
"Nine Silver Sickles." Albert quickly paid the money and got into the car. Various chairs in the car were randomly gathered around the window. Several unlucky wizards seemed to have been severely beaten when the car suddenly stopped.
He fell to the ground and was getting up mumblingly.
There was a loud bang, and the wizard who was about to get up fell down again due to inertia.
"It feels really bad." If Albert hadn't grabbed the railing next to him in time, he would probably have been no better than them.
"Earn, this is Anderson. I didn't expect the champion to take our Knight Bus." Joyce knocked on the window glass and said to the driver with a smile, "This is our driver, Ern Plan."
"Oh, is that Anderson?" The driver turned his head and looked at Albert, not paying attention to the front at all.
"Be careful, we're going to hit you!" Albert warned loudly. Although he knew that it was unlikely to cause a car accident, he still felt that having a magic wand in his hand could give him a sense of security.
When the Knight Bus was about to hit the car in front, the car parked on the roadside seemed to have grown a pair of legs and actually jumped out of the way. It felt a bit incredible.
"Come with me." Joyce took him to an empty bed on the second floor and gave him the ticket. "The village of Dingworth you want to go to requires a detour. I suggest you sit down first.
Take a break. Of course, if you want to go off first, you need to tip."
"I hope there will be no detours."
As he spoke, Albert took out a Galleons from his pocket.
"Oh, you are so generous, of course there is no problem." Joyce was a little surprised to see the Galleons that Albert put into his hand, and said in surprise.
"But we have to let Mrs. Marsh go down first."
At this moment, the sound of vomiting and terrible splashing came from the lower floor, "She is very uncomfortable. You can reach your destination in about ten minutes at most."
After saying that, he heard another bang and almost fell to the ground. The scenery outside the window changed again.
"Abergavenny has arrived. Next stop, the village of Dingworth in Cornwall."
The car rumbled along a narrow country road, and the trees on both sides jumped out of the way to make way for the two unlicensed buses, for fear of being mercilessly run over.
A witch got out of the car with Joyce's help. She looked a little bad.
Soon, the Knight Bus continued to move forward for a while, and then there was another loud bang, and the scenery outside the window changed again.
"What a terrible experience. It's best not to ride on this thing next time."
Riding on a bus that was constantly banging and hopping hundreds of miles forward was not a pleasant experience. Albert almost fell down five times and felt like vomiting. Riding the Knight Bus was better than using the door.
Keys are even worse.
The car suddenly drove onto a main road in the downtown area, and then appeared on a bridge. Then his ears finally remembered that Dingworth Village had arrived.
finally reached.
Albert couldn't help but sigh in relief and hurriedly left the car. He didn't want to stay in the car any longer.
Soon, he heard a banging sound in his ears, and the Knight Bus disappeared again.
"Technology similar to Apparition?" Albert muttered. "No wonder, you hear a banging sound every time, but the distance it moves doesn't seem to be very long."
He was a little curious about how the wizards made the two cars apparate together.
Albert retracted his thoughts, looked up and looked around. This was a small town by the sea, and there were no other Muggles around.
How do I find Isobel’s home?
Albert sent a message to Isobel, and then walked along the street. He soon found that his worries were unnecessary. He saw Isobel waving to him not far away.
But, what happened to the person next to her.
Albert walked over quickly and saw a young man looking at him with an unkind look.
"Isobel, this is..." the man asked first.
"Albert Anderson, his boyfriend, who are you?" Albert looked at the other person with oppressive eyes. He quickly understood what was going on and muttered, "What a poor guy.
."
"You're a little quicker than I expected."
"This is the effect of money's ability." Albert smiled and took Isobel's hand and walked forward, leaving the Muggle youth blankly watching the two of them leave.
"Your charm is really good." Albert couldn't help but joked, "It's a pity that he is not the protagonist in the novel and cannot pursue your beautiful heroine."