Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The chairs on the Cavalier bus seem to be found on different Muggle streets. Several wizards are sitting on the floor and looking for a comfortable posture.

Because the parking was too strong, I don’t know whose shopping bag slipped to the end of the carriage, and the frog eggs, cockroaches and custard were scattered.

"We have to sit separately. Today is the first working day after the holiday. There are a lot of people in the car." Sirius explained, "Harry, you sit in the empty space next to me, others sit behind me. Percy, you can take care of it."

"Do not worry, give it to me!" Percy promised with a sigh of relief. He raised the badge of the president of the Boys' Student Council on his chest and led Ai Wen to walk behind.

"I always wanted to sit here!" Ron said happily, sitting in the back of Harry's position, excitedly watching the West and looking around.

Ai Wen and Hermione continued to move backwards, and they found two vacancies at the end of the carriage.

The two had just sat down, the car opened again, swaying around the house, and the body twisted and twisted.

It was a loud bang, and everyone in the car rushed forward.

Ron flew up from his chair, and his little pig on his lap got out of the cage and flew to the back of the carriage, flapping his wings and falling on Hermione's shoulder. Since Hermione had fed it with breadcrumbs last night, the owl especially liked to stick her.

Hermione held her right hand tightly on the side of Ai Wen, and Ai Wen grabbed the candle holder next to her, and the two talents barely fell.

He looked out the window and they seemed to be driving along a highway.

"This is outside of Birmingham." The ticket seller, Stan Sampake, came over and said hello enthusiastically. "Hello, I went to the shop in Diagonal Lane yesterday. I didn't buy a newspaper. There are too many people. When the time is my turn, the newspaper has sold out. But it doesn't matter, I told everyone that I already have Black's signature."

Evan and Hermione each handed Stan eleven a Keke, and he handed them the ticket.

On the streets of Muggles, the Cavaliers bus was slantingly slanted, over the inside of a small car, ramming straight into the surrounding sidewalk.

Hermione was so scared that her eyes were shaking, and the pig swayed happily on her shoulder.

With a bang, the chairs all slid backwards, and the Knights bus jumped from the Birmingham Highway to a quiet country lane, all the way to the corner.

When the car suddenly pressed left and right and pressed to the side of the road, the hedges jumped out. They opened a main road in the downtown area, a viaduct in a mountainous terrain, and then a cold and windy street between the tall buildings, each time a loud bang.

"Can't they slow down a bit?!" Hermione shuddered.

"This car has only one speed!" Ai Wen held Hermione with one hand and the other hand held the candle holder next to him so that they could not be thrown out.

Compared to the Hogwarts Express train, the comfort of the Cavaliers bus is terrible.

Especially when the car is full, the environment in the car is even worse than that of Avon last year and Harry and Ron’s car in Mr. Weasley’s car.

"Attention, the next stop is Hogwarts." Stan said cheerfully, staggering over, without any impact.

In the carriage not far away, there was a burst of vomiting and terrible noise.

Ai Wen opened a small gap in the window, accompanied by the cold fresh air, he saw the Cavaliers bus speeding through a dilapidated small bar.

The shop was escaping and was not hit.

It was a pig's head bar, and the cut pig's head sign squeaked in the cold wind. Not far away, it was covered in snow, Hogmund village, and there was no one on the street.

The snow flakes hit the big window in front of the car, and the knight bus was another acceleration. The car finally swayed outside the gates of Hogwarts.

"We are here, children!" Sirius helped to get everyone's luggage off the bus.

Immediately after, Ron rushed out of the car.

His face was very bad, and he was slammed six times from his seat along the way. He whispered, "I don't want to sit around again."

Ai Wen also got off the bus and everyone waved to Stan.

The Cavaliers bus restarted and disappeared from the thin air.

Nine people struggled to drag the box along the icy lane to the castle. Although the weather was cold, everyone was very excited and talked about the topic of interest.

After a few seconds, the voice stopped instantly.

In front of the gate of the school wall, Ai Wen saw Snape, who was greeted by a black robe. He had a cold smirk on his face, his black eyes smashed, and he looked at it with a hateful look. Sirius.

Aiwen originally naively thought that Snape would improve his attitude after knowing the truth about Lily’s death and helping them catch the little dwarf Peter.

But he found himself wrong, and Snape was even more disgusted than before.

"Welcome, welcome!" he said in a low, sarcasm tone.

"What are you doing here?" Sirius immediately warned, his hand naturally placed on the wand around his waist.

"I came from the life of Dumbledore." Snape said disgustedly, "It is a terrible errand to be ordered to meet the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."

“What about other professors?” Harry asked. “Why didn’t Hagrid come?”

“Obviously, other than me, other staff are reluctant to accept this unpleasant job. They have a lot of opinions about a murderer becoming a professor at the school.” Snape said, the voice is getting more and more poisonous. "But it's no surprise that the principal has always liked to hire some strange guys."

"Go away!" Sirius shouted. "I don't need you to greet me. I can't help but disappear from my eyes before I can't help but slap you."

"That's just right, I didn't intend to waste too much time here." The sneer on Snape's face became more apparent. "I don't like you, there is no limitless free time."

Snape turned and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Sirius suddenly shouted. He frowned and said, "I have heard a lot of things recently. I am not in the school, what you did to Harry at school. I have to Remind you that if you dare to find an excuse to bully Harry, I will find you."

"How moving, dear godfather cares about the godson." Snape sneered. "You must have found Potter to be like his father?"

"Not bad." Sirius replied proudly.

"Then you should know that he is arrogant and criticizes him like a slap in the face." Snape said sleekly.

"Hey!" Sirius pulled out his wand and he strode toward Snape.

Snape also showed his wand and the two were in an open frame.

Sirius's face was blue, and Snape seemed to be calculating, his eyes sweeping between Sirius's face and the tip of the stick.

"Sirius!" Harry yelled, but he didn't seem to hear.

"I warned you, nose sputum!" Sirius' face is less than a foot from Snape's face. "Dumbledore may think that you have been transformed, but I don't think so."

"Oh, why don't you tell him directly?!" Snape whispered. "Is it worried that he won't take a murderer seriously? Hire a pug to teach at Hogwarts. This is simply I have seen the most ridiculous things." (To be continued.)