"Descend!" Harry shouted to Ron, "We need to fly lower to see the train!"
"I know the direction. I once rode a Thunderbird across the Pacific. My sense of direction is the best. Let me lead the way!" Having shaken off the awe brought by the clouds a moment ago, Lohart quickly asserted his presence. "We should fly in that direction!"
"I see it! Right in front, there!" Harry pointed to the Hogwarts Express below them, the direction of the train's movement forming a 90-degree angle with Lohart's suggested direction.
Lohart: ...
"Well, this direction is the shortest straight-line distance," he weakly said, but at this moment, Harry and Ron treated Heidi, who was sitting in the back seat, as if she had suddenly learned to speak human language.
The reason they descended wasn't just for visibility; there was also the temperature factor. Today in London, it was a sunny day, but the highest temperature was only a pitiful 18°C. As is well known, in the troposphere, the temperature decreases with altitude. For every 100 meters ascended, the temperature drops by 0.6°C. The Ford car had just flown to an altitude of a kilometer, and the surrounding temperature was nearly 6°C lower than on the ground, meaning it was only 12°C.
This temperature was still a bit cold. Moreover, the Ford car clearly hadn't considered insulation. So, they lowered the car a bit. The three of them seemed to embark on a dreamlike journey: the surroundings were sunny, they traversed between white clouds, and beneath their feet stretched an endless wilderness and the train...
What a poetic journey! What's even better is that they found a pack of toffees under the dashboard—fortunately, it wasn't one of Fred and George's prank products.
However, the joy of the car trip soon faded away. There was no drinking water on the car, and the toffees made them extremely thirsty. The mechanical up and down movements of driving made them a bit weary...
Lohart also stopped his high-sounding rhetoric. However, he suddenly thought of something.
"I know an amazing spell!" He took out his wand. "Watch closely, Aqua Clara!"
In theory, a cool spring should have gushed out from the tip of the wand, moistening the parched throats of the three. However, the water that gushed out from Lohart's wand smelled bad! It had a strong smell of protein fermentation.
"HOLY SHIT!" Harry and Ron's mentality exploded directly. The car now smelled like a bag of spoiled chicken breasts had been opened, emitting an unbearable stench.
Harry couldn't help but miss the train below: the aunties on the train should be selling chilled pumpkin juice.
"Two cups of chilled pumpkin juice, one cup of cold chocolate, thank you!" Tom stopped a passing trolley lady, bought a few drinks, and some snacks, and brought them back.
In the compartment, there were two beautiful girls: one in a white shirt with a gray vest outside, Hermione, and the other in formal dress, wearing a red dress, Pansy Grossman.
They met the Grossman father and daughter at the station. Naturally, as seniors, they helped them find the entrance to the station, and then a few people sat into a compartment as a matter of course.
"Thank you, senior," Pansy showed a sweet smile, "Senior, how did you know that I like chocolate the most?"
Sitting opposite her, Hermione sipped pumpkin juice while discreetly raising her head to look at her.
"Mr. Grossman told me," Tom put the snacks on the small table, "Come on, magical world's special snacks, you must try them."
Pansy opened a box of Chocolate Frogs. The magical frog inside felt the fresh air and leaped out of the box. However, before it could "fly into the sky," Pansy grabbed its hind legs.
She held the hind legs of the Chocolate Frog, making it eye level with her, watching the Chocolate Frog struggle.
"It's a bit disgusting." Then she sent the Chocolate Frog into her mouth. "But chocolate is chocolate; the taste is still delicious."
The crisp sound of chocolate echoed in the compartment. Tom even saw the little legs of the Chocolate Frog twitching at the corners of Pansy's mouth, then being rolled into her mouth by a tender pink tongue. Soon, the Chocolate Frog disappeared completely.
Even though they were just eating snacks, Pansy managed to give off a feeling of devouring a living being.
"Oh, there are cards here too?" Pansy picked up the card from the Chocolate Frog box, "Morgana?"
She looked at the introduction on it, "A powerful dark wizard, a witch from the time of King Arthur? Looks pretty powerful."
Morgana was the queen of Avalon, the symbol of Celtic peace and prosperity—the apple branch. She was a knowledgeable and beautiful woman. However, this fairy was also the winter goddess in charge of darkness and death. She was both an evil witch and a beautiful fairy. She had two completely different images: one was a beautiful young girl, and the other was an old woman. Regardless of her identity, she was usually an incarnation of evil and proficient in medical arts.
"I also have a card," Tom opened a box of Chocolate Frogs and got a character card, "Merlin?"
Merlin was a wizard from the time of King Arthur, also the most famous wizard in history, known as the "Wizard Prince." His position in the magical world was almost equivalent to that of God in the non-magical world. Merlin had powerful magic, full of wisdom, able to predict the future, and proficient in transfiguration. Born from the union of a nightmare and a mortal woman, this lineage endowed Merlin with supernatural powers and skills.
Merlin could transform into various animals and even communicate with them. He could even transform into a virus. He defeated the witch Madam Mim in this way. Legend has it that Merlin guided King Arthur to obtain the Holy Sword and unified England.
In the welcome letter of Slytherin House, it was said that Merlin had studied at Slytherin House at Hogwarts. Tom felt that this was basically made up. He remembered that the historical Merlin and King Arthur were active in the 5th century AD, while Hogwarts was founded in the 10th century. Even if Merlin was still alive at that time, Salazar Slytherin wasn't qualified to be his teacher. On the contrary, they were about the same.
The three of them continued to eat and drink. Tom bought snacks and drinks, Hermione took out a box lunch made by her mother, and Pansy exaggeratedly, her father prepared a large box of sushi, sashimi, etc.—according to him, the dishes were cold on the train, and Japanese cuisine was more suitable for cold eating among various cuisines. Pansy didn't mind sharing these things with Tom and Hermione because these Japanese dishes weren't made by her father but were ordered from a certain Japanese restaurant by phone. Pure splurging, no sincerity.
During this period, Tom also answered several questions for Pansy.
Suddenly, a shadow passed by outside the window, attracting the attention of the three.
"Is that... a car?" Hermione asked uncertainly.
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