Everyday Players at Hogwarts

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

It rushed straight towards the church, and all the obstacles in its direction seemed to come alive, automatically jumping to the side to avoid them.

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

It was covered in purple, and it was cast with magic to avoid Muggles. Ordinary people couldn't see, hear, or touch the 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 a driver like him who can't look at the road doesn't know what it feels like to drive a big guy and run rampant.

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 show up 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 Stan meant was 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. Since 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.

Harry saw him for the first time before the start of his third grade. At that time, he looked to be at most nineteen years old.

But it's really interesting. That long paragraph of self-introduction is there now, and it hasn't been changed since Harry was in his third year of school.

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, 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 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.

"Hmph, 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 reserved restaurant 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, like restaurants that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Britain.

In addition to colorfully dressed wizards, there were also scattered Muggles in the store. What was even more interesting was that there were also a few Muggles wearing homemade wizard robes. They probably thought this place was 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.

A surf and turf meal and the signature dish of lamb tripe with meatloaf 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 dish in Ryan's eyes.

The Beer Belly Wizard pioneered the use of a new ingredient, venison instead of lamb.

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

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

The beer-bellied wizard claimed that this dish was only made by Kate. The meat filling had to be cooked for about 2 to 3 hours, and finally stuffed into the venison for further processing.

How should I put it? It was full of the smell of spices, and the smell of meat and offal was negligible. It was delicious, but Ryan didn't like it very much.

Of the color, aroma, taste, and shape, only two were good, aroma and taste, and Kate unexpectedly liked it, worthy of being British.

The sea and land feast was a very common dish, which was scallops, black sausages, crispy bacon and chopped chives. Each ingredient was processed separately first, and then stir-fried in a pot, a Northeastern seafood stew.

It took about half an hour to finish the meal. After the meal, under the enthusiastic hospitality of the beer-bellied wizard, we walked out of the small restaurant.

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"Ryan, this venison is very good, isn't it." Kate asked for credit.

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

"It feels so warm to the touch," Ryan thought, "I'll take you to see the delicious Chinese food one day."

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

"No, Godric's Hollow is a good place to travel. There are many ancient wizards' tombs here. Even the boy who survived, Harry Potter, was born here."

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