Chapter 278

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

Harry was in a hurry at the moment. Why did the woman faint?

Was it the Dementor's cold that frightened her too much, or was it because she wasn't in good health? Is he too loud?

If you fall in front of yourself, you will be at a loss on most people, and Harry is one of them.

"Can't you take her to the Dursleys?"

After thinking about it, he simply pulled out the wand from his pocket and stretched it out into the street.

Although all his money was still in the room, the present situation did not seem to be suitable for a person to run back to withdraw it - because it might not be possible to get out of the Dursleys' house.

When Sirius escaped from prison, Harry accidentally called the Knight Bus. This time, he was familiar with it.

But it's really hard to figure out the route of the Knight Bus, especially when you call at a new place, you must pay attention to the direction of the incoming bus.

No, people never follow Muggle roads!

A huge purple outline suddenly appeared from the woods beside the road, and the headlights were dazzling. In a flash, it dashed across the street and stopped next to Harry, startling him into a cold sweat.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, which is an emergency passenger service for witches or wizards in trouble. As long as you stretch out your wand and get in the car, we can take you wherever you want. My name is Si - eh?"

The conductor gave a sudden surprise and looked up and down at Harry.

"Hey! You're Harry Potter!" he shouted exaggeratedly. "Look, I've seen you in the prophet daily! It's really you!"

He remembered Harry's appearance, but he forgot the last time Harry took the Knight Bus.

Also, there are many passengers on the Knight Bus on weekdays. How can everyone remember it? What's more, Harry reported Neville's name last time.

"Come on up, Mr. Potter!" said the conductor cheerfully. "Where are you going? Hogwarts hasn't started yet - eh?"

Before he finished, he let out another surprise, for he saw the woman falling behind Harry.

"Oh -" Harry waved his hand. "I saw her faint by the side of the road. I have to show her somewhere!"

"Really!" the other party nodded brightly. "Mr. Potter, you are so kind... So, are you going to St. Mungo's magic hospital?"

Harry was stunned when he heard the speech. He hesitated and shook his head. For a moment, he really couldn't think where to go.

Of course, in any case, the question of where to go has to be put aside first.

"Sir," said Harry with an innocent wink, "I mean... Can I pay for the car when I get there? I don't have any change at the moment..."

"Oh! I don't think it's appropriate..." the conductor looked embarrassed and said, "we have regulations that we must pay the fare before we can start..."

"Yes..." Harry subconsciously patted his pocket, but he got nothing.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Potter! It's a rule, so I -- eh?"

This is the third time that the conductor made a sound of surprise today. Although he often had a surprise because of his character, it is rare to "eh" three times in a short time.

Just as Harry looked back with his eyes, he heard a groan at the same time.

"Well..."

The woman woke up herself again. Although she still looked a little confused, it was right to wake up at least.

"Are you... Okay?"

This time Harry didn't even dare to call at his usual volume, but kept his voice as low as possible for fear that people would faint again.

"Huh?"

The woman seemed to think the headlights of the Knight Bus were too dazzling. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Harry. Then she hurried back as if she woke up.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid... You should remember my appearance?" Harry quickly reached out and motioned. "Didn't you say you were going to Hogwarts? You can go by this car..."

He said, secretly looked at the woman again, and then hesitated and said, "well... Do you have money?"

Harry expected the other person to shake his head. After all, she was worse dressed than him, and her face was pale and her hair was knotted. She was mostly a poor man.

Although judging people by their appearance is not good, it is sometimes true.

"In that case... The bus will continue to leave?" the conductor looked at Harry and the woman apologetically again. After Harry had no choice but to nod his head, he greeted the driver to start.

With another explosion, the Knight Bus suddenly "ran" forward and disappeared into the crack of the building across the street at a dazzling speed.

"... are you okay?"

Harry watched the knight bus leave, then hurried back and asked uneasily.

The woman looked weak. Harry didn't want to see her faint again, so he'd better open the subject and ask.

The woman sank to the ground and nodded timidly, but then shook again.

To tell you the truth, just looking at her like this, no wonder Dudley and them would make fun of her. On her appearance, she is at least in her twenties, but her character is cowardly like a child. She looks quite contrary to peace.

"I'm hungry..." she said in a mosquito like voice, as if afraid to annoy Harry.

Harry understood this time. Was he hungry just now?

"It's easy to do..." Harry felt relieved and thought to himself, "it's hard to say anything else. It's no problem to let her fill her stomach."

Although he didn't bring gold gallon and silver Sike, he still had pounds.

After lifting her up from the ground, Harry led her outside the community - although there are no night markets in London these days, restaurants open at night can still be found.

Watching her carefully sitting at the table, sipping French fries, Harry couldn't help but suppress his doubts.

Look at her. If she asks questions now, she might be too scared to continue eating.

When she was almost full, Harry raised his doubts.

"I said..."

"Well?"

"You said you were looking for Snape. Can I ask you what you want to do with him?"

Harry's words were soft.

Speaking of it, Dudley's recent depression has actually disappeared a lot. In addition, so many things have happened just now, he is much better now.

Besides, in fact, as long as ordinary people still have some conscience at the bottom of their heart, it is difficult to say anything important to this woman. If she hadn't caught up with Harry's paranoia, maybe they could get along with each other sooner.

"I..." the woman pursed her mouth and bowed her head. "I saw him at the... Audio-visual meeting? Well, I felt very..."

Seeing that she couldn't speak for a long time, Harry couldn't help saying, "what's so?"

"I can't tell..." she seemed to have no idea, and finally had to shake her head.

Speaking of the audio-visual meeting, Harry knew at once where she had met Snape.

For Harry, the focus of the audio-visual meeting was Voldemort's appearance and Lockhart's amazing performance.

But when it comes to the previous "three-dimensional film", he, who has actually experienced it, is a little afraid to compliment. After all, there are a lot of unrealistic places.

But at the thought that it was an activity made by Marca, Harry and the three just smiled.

After a little thought, Harry looked at the woman sitting opposite again.

At this point, Harry didn't want to ask any more questions. In general, he didn't want to get involved in anything about Snape.

"In short, I'll send you a letter to help you contact someone... Although I don't know who I can contact now, you'd better not hold too much hope."

Although Harry is kind-hearted, he is now trapped in little whinging area! To put it bluntly, he had nowhere to go, let alone help the woman.

Harry doesn't want to go to the burrow right now because of a little discomfort in his heart, and Hogwarts hasn't started school yet. Where else can he go?

He could only listen to Sirius and stay at Dursley's house as a good baby.

"I'll leave you some money. You can stay in a hotel later!" Harry sighed. "Can you deal with Muggles?"

Seeing her nodding, Harry stretched himself, and then worried again that it was time for him to go back to the Dursleys.

……

Not surprisingly, Harry was quarreled for a long time by his aunt and uncle as soon as he returned to Dursley's house last night. Dudley fanned the flames for fear that his parents were not angry enough to teach Harry enough.

But to be honest, he had long been used to the Dursleys' scolding. Although you will still be annoyed by many sour words, generally speaking, a sleep will pass.

But Harry really had a problem with who to write to. After thinking about it, he sent it directly to Hogwarts.

However, regardless of whether the letter fell into the sea or not, the woman lost her trace first.

He agreed with the woman last night. After he sent the letter this morning, he will meet at the playground yesterday. But who knows, Harry didn't see half a figure until noon.

"Is she lost again, or is she in other trouble?"

Two complete strangers meet suddenly, perhaps by chance. But the number of accidents is more, it will become a necessity.

Harry could not guess that it would not be long before he would meet the ill fated woman again.