Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 160 The Warm Restless Night

(Calvin, I can’t hold it back. This chapter is watery. It’s up to you to read it or not. I’ll sort out my thoughts and make some dry stuff tomorrow.)
Lockhart's problem is big, very big.

But what does this have to do with a few second-year little wizards?

With a serious and responsible attitude, Ron wrote a letter to Dumbledore. Although he believed that Dumbledore knew about it a long time ago, since he went to the principal's office without Aite, everything was still in Dumbledore's hands. Lido is in control.

It doesn't matter if it's the Chamber of Secrets or the Basilisk or Voldemort's diary Horcruxes.

Tomorrow is Christmas!
The sound of the siren was urging the little wizards to get on the train as soon as possible. There were not many people staying at school this Christmas. After all, the two attacks made the little wizards somewhat nervous , Just like the beginning of school, Hogsmeade's small station was crowded with people.

"Oh Harry, Harry."

Looking at the disappointing little brother in front of him, Ron sighed helplessly.

"Since you're planning to spend Christmas in Sirius' castle, why don't you invite Ginny to come with you? It's really not possible. Why don't you take Fred, George Percy, and my parents with you?"

"Where to go for Christmas? Wouldn't it be more fun in Sirius's Great Lake Castle?"

"Ah?" Harry, who suddenly realized that he still had this kind of operation, opened his mouth in a daze, then nodded in a sudden realization: "Yes!"

"Oh shit, don't hurry up."

Ron laughed and kicked Harry in the ass, he should be able to handle it after two or three hours in the car.

As soon as she got back into the carriage, Hermione, holding a tourist map in her hand, dragged Ron to sit down.

"Come on, come on, Ron, look, which of these two routes is better?"

"It's really inconvenient to look up information in the magic world. Why doesn't the Ministry of Magic have a tourist bureau?"

"I asked my father to send me a tourist map and a strategy book, and I have already planned the route."

Hermione, who couldn't hide her little excitement, took Ron and talked for a long time. She still suppressed this joy when she was at school, but when she got on the train and was about to go back to London, Hermione couldn't control her little excitement at all. .

"This is a guide for Muggles. Although it is of reference value, why not go and see a different scenery that only wizards can see?"

"What?" Hermione was a little dazed and didn't recover.

"It's like riding a whale in the sea, and then walking in the deep sea of ​​the blue hole."

"There is a very famous book in the magic world. When we were young, my mother told us the story in it. It was a story about a wizard who spent two years walking on the bottom of the sea and traveling [-] nautical miles."

"A simple bubble head spell can provide us with oxygen to breathe underwater, and a not-so-complicated body transformation can give us the agility to walk underwater like a fish."

"It's hard for a Muggle submarine to resist the water pressure in the deep water below [-] meters, but magic can easily do it, even if the temperature is low, it can be easily solved with just one or two small spells."

"Ms. LeMay has arranged the itinerary for us. After we arrive in Iceland, we will relax in the hot spring hotel first, and then go to the blue cave to see what's going on. Believe me, maybe we won't go to too many places, but One Christmas break isn't even enough time for us to see all the places we're supposed to be."

Hermione, who hadn't completely withdrawn her mind from the Muggle world, looked at Ron in a daze. She hadn't expected this trip to be like this before.

"Really?"

"Just go and have a look. If we still have extra time, I would like to take you to the teacher's zoo. Last time I was there in a daze. I didn't ride the thunderbird, I didn't touch the fire dragon, and There are many things that I have never seen before.”

Ron is also looking forward to this trip. Although he knows a little more, he has higher expectations for this trip than anyone else who has not experienced it himself.

During this not long, but slightly anxious wait, the Hogwarts Express blew its arrival whistle, and slowly stopped at platform nine and three quarters.

As always, at the exit of the platform, the smiling Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were waiting at the door, and Hermione's parents were also there. The more handsome Sirius was still the most eye-catching middle-aged handsome guy. It's a pity that there is no Dursleys, otherwise it seems that the scene in June will be repeated.

"Be careful when you go out!" Mr. Weasley pulled Ron, and then handed him a small note, "Iceland and England are only separated by a sea, so your father and I have a few acquaintances there , here is their address, I have already said hello, if you have any trouble, you can go to them directly."

"There are far fewer resident wizards there than in England. Don't fly around on a broomstick. If you encounter a dark wizard outside, their Aurors won't arrive in time. This is worse than England."

"Mom has prepared new sweaters and cloaks for you, both of you and Hermione, remember to take them before you get in the car later, you are going to the airport in Wendell's car, right, then don't forget. "

"Wen, it's Hermione's father, right?" Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger kept calling. Ron almost failed to remember the full names of Hermione's parents. Ron patted his head and said suddenly. , showing a hint of miscalculation.

"Yes, I visited them before. After all, you know, I am very interested in Muggle things, so I just took this opportunity to satisfy my curiosity."

Nowadays, Mr. Weasley, who has a lot of free time and enough money to study the Muggle world, has read a lot of popular science books. Now that he is no longer obsessed with plugs, he can't finish talking about the novelty that the Muggle world has brought to him for days and nights.

Talking and laughing, a group of them left the station in a mighty manner. Sirius rubbed against Mr. Weasley's car. Harry didn't know how to speak. Sirius didn't mind helping Harry at all. He was going to Go to the Burrow together, and 'abduct' the family.

This big old Ford car surprised the Granger couple. After all, space magic is very impressive. After they saw nearly ten people get into the same car, they were very surprised. Can't get back to God.

"Magic is so amazing!"

Mr. Granger's eyes widened, he couldn't stop smacking his lips, and said in admiration: "It would be great if I could learn it too, Ron, you might feel a little cramped in my car, after all, I can't fit in my car." It’s spacious with so many people in.”

"I haven't seen you for half a year, you have jumped up four or five inches at least, right?"

"Good guy! Get in the car."

He patted Ron's big arm, and then got into his own Rover Challenger, which was much better than Mr. Weasley's old Ford. After all, it was the British royal car that could once challenge Rolls-Royce , although it is now beginning to decline.

It is about an hour's drive from King's Cross Station to Heathrow Airport in the south of Hillingdon. When Mr. Granger parked his car in the parking space, he suddenly paused and said uncertainly: "You guys What time is your flight ticket? Did you tell me? Why can’t I remember?”

"Air ticket? What air ticket?" Ron, who couldn't recover for a moment, scratched his hair blankly. This action made Mr. Granger dumbfounded for a moment.

"Of course you don't need it in the wizarding world, but if you fly by plane, you need a ticket."

"Oh! That's what you said."

"That's not necessary."

"There should be the person who came to pick us up there. Just go in later. Mr. Flamel also has a lot of business in the Muggle world. He should be regarded as the wizard who knows Muggles best."

Ron pointed to a pair of uniformed men and women walking towards them, then opened the door and got out of the car.

"Don't worry, Mr. LeMay is quite reliable."

As the flight attendant who came to pick up the passengers entered this huge terminal building, there was no need to queue up at all from the VIP straight passage, and even skipped the security check.

A completely brand new Gulfstream G300 was parked on the airport runway. It wasn't the same one that Ron took last time. You would never guess that the alchemist who can easily afford a Richelieu-class battleship is in the Muggle What wealth the world possesses, Ron actually has a dream called: Nicolas May is tired of living crookedly, and then all the inheritance will be given to him on some nights.

It's a pity that this dream has never been finished. After all, every time the dream starts, he will be directly woken up by the unknowable amount of banknotes, and then he will turn over and say silently: This is thinking fart eat.

"It seems that your teacher is really reliable."

Mr. Granger, who was a little drooling looking at the private jet, watched the two of them board the plane, and then roared and began to glide and leap into the sky.

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In just one and a half hours, they had traveled thirteen hundred kilometers, and when they threw themselves into the soft bed, they felt an unexplained sense of comfort.

"As expected of the hot spring hotel recommended by Seide, let alone one Galleon a day, I think it's worth it if you double it!"

The huge bed that can allow two people to roll and somersault on it has a shape similar to a cloud or a soft snowdrift. This building is built in the snow and ice, and the outer wall is built with a whole block of crystal-like ice. The inn has a fantastical, dreamlike aesthetic.

The ring-shaped hotel is similar to a towering tower. There is a geyser spring filled with white mist in the center. Every time the fountain rises to a floor height, a seven-petal water flower will bloom. The hot spring water flows into each Each room on the second floor provides a fresh hot spring for the indoor bathroom of each room.

Surrounded by the aurora borealis with a green background and then gradually changing into blue, purple, yellow and red, through the crystal-like window glass, outside the window is a mysterious world like a fairyland, revealing the broken ice of the blue ocean and The water in the open-air hot spring pool, exposed to the cold wind and rising with dense weapons, echoes each other, giving people a harmonious but contradictory exotic scenery.

It's a pity that it's sleepy time close to twelve o'clock, and Ron, who was rolling on the cloud bed, didn't even bother to move. He closed his eyes and squinted on the bed for a while.
But only for a short while
"Get up, take a shower before going to bed." Hermione pushed Ron up, and she was wiping the water droplets from her hair with a towel after she had changed into her pajamas. floor."

"Um???"

Ron turned his head slightly.

"I can still sleep in bed?"

"Then you can sleep on the floor."

"Don't!" Ron, who kicked off his shoes two or three times and ran to the bathroom as soon as he took off his clothes, turned his head and said solemnly: "Don't go back on your word!"

"Remember to warm the bed."

A 100% hit with a pillow face interrupted the spellcasting that hadn't started yet, and Ron, who was whistling a yo-yo, hummed a cheerful song 'washing brush'.

In the howling wind and snow outside the window, the bedside night light was extinguished. Today is a cold but warm restless night.

(End of this chapter)