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thday presents。 He wriggled out； seized Hedwig's empty cage； and dashed back downstairs to his trunk； just as Uncle Vernon burst out of the dining room； his trouser leg in bloody tatters。
〃E BACK IN HERE！〃 he bellowed。 〃E BACK AND PUT HER RIGHT！〃
But a reckless rage had e over Harry。 He kicked his trunk open； pulled out his wand； and pointed it at Uncle Vernon。
〃She deserved it；〃 Harry said； breathing very fast。 〃She deserved what she got。 You keep away from me。〃
He fumbled behind him for the latch on the door。
〃I'm going；〃 Harry said。 〃I've had enough。〃
And in the next moment； he was out in the dark； quiet street； heaving his heavy trunk behind him； Hedwig's cage under his arm。
CHAPTER THREE
THE KNIGHT BUS
Harry was several streets away before he collapsed onto a low wall in Magnolia Crescent； panting from the effort of dragging his trunk。 He sat quite still； anger still surging through him； listening to the frantic thumping of his heart。
But after ten minutes alone in the dark street； a new emotion overtook him： panic。 Whichever way he looked at it； he had never been in a worse fix。 He was stranded； quite alone； in the dark Muggle world； with absolutely nowhere to go。 And the worst of it was； he had just done serious magic； which meant that he was almost certainly expelled from Hogwarts。 He had broken the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry so badly； he was surprised Ministry of Magic representatives weren't swooping down on him where he sat。
Harry shivered and looked up and down Magnolia Crescent。
What； was going to happen to him？ Would he be arrested； or would he simply be outlawed from the wizarding world？ He thought of Ron and Hermione； and his heart sank even lower。 Harry was sure that； criminal or not； Ron and Hermione would want to help him now； but they were both abroad； and with Hedwig gone； he had no means of contacting them。
He didn't have any Muggle money； either。 There was a little wizard gold in the money bag at the bottom of his trunk； but the rest of the fortune his parents had left him was stored in a vault at Gringotts Wizarding Bank in London。 He'd never be able to drag his trunk all the way to London。 Unless。。。
He looked down at his wand； which he was still clutching in his hand。 If he was already expelled （his heart was。 now thumping painfully fast）； a bit more magic couldn't hurt。 He had the Invisibility Cloak he had inherited from his father what if he bewitched the trunk to make it feather…light； tied it to his broomstick； covered himself in the cloak； and flew to London？ Then he could get the rest of his money out of his vault and。。。 begin his life as an outcast。 It was a horrible prospect； but he couldn't sit on this wall forever； or he'd find himself trying to explain to Muggle police why he was out in the dead of night with a trunkful of spellbooks and a broomstick。
Harry opened his trunk again and pushed the contents aside； looking for the Invisibility Cloak … but before he had found it； he straightened up suddenly； looking around him once more。
A funny prickling on the back of his neck had made Harry feel he was being watched； but the street appeared to be deserted； and no lights shone from any of the large square houses。
He bent over his trunk again； but almost immediately stood up once more； his hand clenched on his wand。 He had sensed rather than heard it： someone or something was standing in the narrow gap between the garage and the fence behind him。 Harry squinted at the black alleyway。 If only it would move； then he'd know whether it was just a stray cat or something else。
〃Lumos；〃 Harry muttered； and a light appeared at the end of his wand； almost dazzling him。 He held it high over his head； and the pebble…dashed walls of number two suddenly sparkled； the garage door gleamed； and between them Harry saw； quite distinctly； the hulking outline of something very big； with wide； gleaming eyes。
Harry stepped backward。 His legs hit his trunk and he tripped。 His wand flew out of his hand as he flung out an arm to break his fall； and he landed； hard； in the gutter
There was a deafening BANG； and Harry threw up his hands to shield his eyes against a sudden blinding light
With a yell； he rolled back onto the pavement； just in time。 A second later； a gigantic pair of wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where Harry had just been lying。 They belonged； as Harry saw when he raised his head； to a triple…decker； violently purple bus； which had appeared out of thin air。 Gold lettering over the windshield spelled The Knight Bus。
For a Split second； Harry wondered if he had been knocked silly by his fall。 Then a conductor in a purple uniform leapt out of the bus and began to speak loudly to the night。
〃Wele to the Knight Bus； emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard。 just stick out your wand hand； step on board） and we can take you anywhere you want to go。 My name is Stan Shunpike； and I will be your conductor this eve 〃
The conductor stopped abruptly。 He had just caught sight of 〃Harry； who was still sitting on the ground。 Harry snatched up his wand again and scrambled to his feet。 Close up； he saw that Stan Shunpike was only a few years older than he was； eighteen or nineteen at most； with large； protruding ears and quite a few pimples。
〃What were you doin' down there？〃 said Stan； dropping his professional manner。
〃Fell over；〃 said Harry。
〃'Choo fall over for？〃 sniggered Stan。
〃I didn't do it on purpose；〃 said Harry； annoyed。 One of the knees in his jeans was torn； and the hand he had thrown out to break his fall was bleeding。 He suddenly remembered why he had fallen over and turned around quickly to stare at the alleyway between the garage and fence。 The Knight Bus's headlamps were flooding it with light； and it was empty。
〃'Choo lookin' at？〃 said Stan。
〃There was a big black thing；〃 said Harry； pointing uncertainly into the gap。 〃Like a dog。。。 but massive。。。〃
He looked a…round at Stan； whose mouth was slightly open。 With a feeling of unease； Harry saw Stan's eyes move to the scar on Harry's forehead。
〃Woss that on your 'ead？〃 said Stan abruptly。
〃Nothing；〃 said Harry quickly； flattening his hair over his scar。 If the Ministry of Magic was looking for him； he didn't want to make it too easy for them。
〃Woss your name？〃 Stan persisted。
〃Neville Longbottom；〃 said Harry； saying the first name that came into his head。 〃So so this bus；〃 he went on quickly； hoping to distract Stan； 〃did you say it goes anywhere？〃
〃Yep；〃 said Stan proudly； 〃anywhere you like； long's it's on land。 Can't do nuffink underwater。 'Ere；〃 he said； looking suspicious again； ；You did flag us down； dincha？ Stuck out your wand 'and； dincha？〃
〃Yes；〃 said Harry quickly。 〃Listen； how much would it be to get to London？〃
〃Eleven Sickles；〃 said Stan； 〃but for fifteen you get 'or chocolate； and for fifteen you get an 'ot water bottle an' a toofbrush in the color of your choice。〃
Harry rummaged once more in his trunk； extracted his money bag； and shoved some gold into Stan's hand。 He and Stan then lifted his trunk； with