Chapter 277: Chance and Inevitability

How to do? How to do? How to do?

Harry was in a hurry right now, why did this woman faint?

Was it because the dementor's chill had frightened her too much, or was it because her physical condition was not good enough? Could it be that his voice is too loud?

If someone fell in front of him, he would be at a loss for most people, and Harry was one of them.

"You can't take her to the Dursleys, can you?"

After pondering for a moment, he simply pulled out the wand from his pocket and stretched it out onto the street.

Although all his money was still in the room, the current situation didn't seem suitable for a person to run back to get the money alone, because at this point, if he entered the Dursley's house, he might not be able to get it out.

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

But it is really difficult to figure out the route of the Knight Bus, especially when you call a bus at a new location, you must pay attention to the direction of the bus.

No, people never drive on Muggle roads!

I saw a huge bright purple silhouette suddenly appearing from the woods beside the road, and the headlights dazzled people. In an instant, it darted across the road and stopped beside Harry across the street, breaking him into a cold sweat.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, the emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want. My The name is Si?"

The conductor suddenly sounded suspicious, and looked Harry up and down.

"Hey! You're Harry Potter!" he exclaimed grandly. "Look, I saw you in the Daily Prophet! It's really you!"

He did remember Harry's appearance, but he forgot that Harry had taken the Knight Bus last time.

Also, there are quite a few passengers on the Knight Bus on weekdays, how can we remember all of them? What's more, Harry had reported Neville's name last time.

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

Before he finished speaking, he gave another gasp in surprise, because he saw the woman who was falling behind Harry.

"Oh" Harry waved his hand, "I saw her fainted on the side of the road, I have to take her to find a place to see!"

"Really!" The other party nodded heartily, "Mr. Potter, you are really kind... So, are you going to St. Mungo's Hospital?"

Harry couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, he shook his head hesitantly, and couldn't think of where to go for a while.

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

"Sir," Harry blinked innocently, "I mean... can I pay for the car when I get there? I don't have any change right now..."

"Oh! I don't think it's appropriate..." The conductor said with a look of embarrassment, "We have a rule that you must pay the fare before leaving..."

"That's right..." Harry patted his pocket subconsciously, but found nothing.

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

This is the third time the conductor has raised his voice in surprise today. Although he is often surprised because of his personality, it is rare to say "Huh" three times in a short period of time.

Just as Harry followed his gaze and looked back, he heard a soft snort at the same time.

"Well……"

The woman actually woke up again by herself. Although she still looked a little dazed, at least she was awake.

"Are you OK?"

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

"Ok?"

The woman seemed to think that the headlights of the Knight Bus were too dazzling, she couldn't help squinting her eyes and looked at Harry, and then hurriedly backed away as if awakened from fright.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid... You should remember what I look like?" Harry hastily stretched out his hand to signal, "Didn't you say you are going to Hogwarts? You can go there by taking this bus..."

As he spoke, he took another sneak look at the woman, and then hesitantly said: "Um... do you have money?"

It was expected by Harry that the other party shook his head. After all, she was dressed worse than him, and her face was pale and her hair was knotted. She was probably a pauper.

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

"If that's the case... then the bus will continue to leave?" The conductor looked at Harry and the woman apologetically, and after Harry nodded helplessly, he called the driver to start the bus.

With another explosion, the Knight Bus suddenly "sprinted" forward, and disappeared into the gap between the buildings on the opposite side of the street at a dizzying speed.

"……How are you?"

Harry watched the Knight Bus leave, then hurriedly turned around and asked worriedly.

The woman seemed weak, and Harry didn't want to see her pass out again, so it was best to open the topic and ask.

The woman languished on the ground, nodded timidly, but then shook her head again.

To be honest, just looking at her like this, it's no wonder Dudley and the others would gather around and make fun of her. As far as her appearance is concerned, she is at least in her twenties, but her personality is as cowardly as a child's, which seems quite disobedient.

"I, I'm hungry..." She said in a mosquito-like voice, as if she was afraid of offending Harry.

This time Harry understood, the co-author just fainted from hunger?

"This is easy to handle..." Harry suddenly felt relieved, and thought to himself, "It's hard to say anything else, it's okay to let her fill her stomach."

Although he didn't bring Galleons or Sickles with him, he still had pounds.

After helping her up from the ground, Harry led her to the outside of the community. Although there are no night markets in London these days, restaurants that open at night can still be found.

Seeing her carefully sitting at the dining table, sipping french fries, Harry couldn't help suppressing his doubts.

Judging by her appearance, if she asks a question right now, she might be too scared to continue eating.

After she was almost full, Harry raised his doubts.

"I said……"

"Well?"

"Before you said you were looking for Snape, may I ask, what is your business with him?"

Harry's words were not to be described as soft.

Speaking of which, Dudley's depression in the recent period has actually disappeared a lot, and with so many things happening just now, he is much better now.

Besides, in fact, as long as ordinary people still have some conscience in their hearts, it is difficult for ordinary people to say anything serious to this woman. If she hadn't caught up with Harry when he was suspicious, maybe they could have gotten along earlier.

"I..." The woman pursed her lips, lowered her head and said, "I was at that... audio-visual meeting? Well, I saw him at that meeting, and I felt very..."

Seeing that she was still unable to speak out after groaning for a long time, Harry couldn't help asking, "What is it?"

"I can't tell..." She seemed to be at a loss after much deliberation, so she shook her head in the end.

Speaking of the audio-visual meeting, Harry immediately understood where she met Snape.

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

But when it comes to the previous "three-dimensional movie", he, who has actually experienced it, is not flattered. After all, there are really many places that do not conform to reality.

But when they thought that it was an event created by Maca, the three of Harry smiled and let it go.

After thinking for a while, Harry looked at the woman sitting across from him again.

At this point, Harry actually didn't want to ask any more questions. Under normal circumstances, he didn't want to get involved in matters related to Snape.

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

Although Harry is kind-hearted, he is now trapped in Little Whinging District! To put it bluntly, he had nowhere to go, let alone help this woman.

Because of a little awkwardness in his heart, Harry didn't want to go to the Burrow right now, and Hogwarts hadn't started yet, so where else could he go?

He could only listen to Sirius, stay at the Dursleys' house honestly, and be a "good baby" who doesn't cause trouble.

"I'll leave some money for you, and you can find a hotel to stay in later!" Harry sighed, "Do you know how to deal with Muggles?"

Seeing her nod, Harry couldn't help stretching, and then began to worry again that it was time for him to go back to the Dursleys'.

...

Not surprisingly, as soon as he got back to the Dursleys' house last night, Harry was quarreled by his uncle and aunt for a long time again. Dudley was still fanning the flames, lest his parents weren't angry enough to teach Harry enough.

But to be honest, he has long been used to the reprimand of the Dursleys. Still get annoyed with a lot of vitriol, but overall, a good night's sleep will pass.

It's just that Harry really had a problem with who to write the letter to. After thinking about it, he still sent it directly to Hogwarts.

However, regardless of whether the letter disappeared or not, the woman disappeared first.

He made an agreement with that woman last night. After he sent the letter early this morning, he will meet at the playground yesterday. But who knows, Harry waited until noon without seeing anyone.

"Is she lost again? Or has she run into other troubles?"

The sudden encounter between two complete strangers may have been due to chance. But if there are too many accidents, it will become a kind of necessity.

How could Harry have guessed that it would not be long before he would meet that ill-fated woman again.