The days at Hogwarts

The history span was too long, and she only took a quick look at the overview before the plane was about to arrive at its destination.

The plane had more spacious seats, with only four seats in each row, separated by an aisle in the middle. Wendell and Monica sat behind her and Loren, and Bates sat in the row in front of them.

Loren, who was standing next to him, was sleeping soundly with a cotton eye mask that looked like sunglasses.

Hermione pursed her lips. Although it was her choice to read on the plane, the little witch felt angry when she saw this man sleeping so soundly.

"Wake up, we're in Cairo!" Hermione reached out and shook his shoulder.

Loren pulled off the blindfold after his consciousness withdrew from the space of the Book of Fantasy. He grabbed her arm and shook her back, angrily saying, "You want to throw me off the plane, don't you, you evil black witch?"

Hermione giggled and laughed.

The plane landed in the afternoon.

As soon as Loren stepped out of the plane, the heat wave rolled in like a substance in the wind, burning him. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon in the hot summer, and the sun in Cairo was still hanging brightly in the sky, extremely hot.

"Hurry up, let's go indoors!"

Wendell was shouting and yelling, but in just a few minutes, his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Following the guidance of the airline staff, Loren and his party came to a waiting hall to rest temporarily. The room was bright and clean, with all kinds of fruits and drinks. Except for the air-conditioning fan being a little noisy, everything else was good.

Wendell sat down and took a deep breath. "I'm used to living in the UK. I've never experienced such hot weather."

"I've had the experience of forced marches when I was young. Believe me, it's even harder to travel with equipment on your back." Grandpa Bates was in high spirits and looked around with interest.

"Fortunately, most of our luggage is in Hermione and Loren's lockets, and even the sample suitcases are directly connected by the hotel and the airline."

Wendell opened a bottle of Coke and took a sip. He was too hot to care about his teeth. "I can't imagine running around in this weather with luggage."

One of his dental patients worked in this industry, and an acquaintance introduced him to the profession, which made their journey much easier.

Monica suddenly remembered something, patted Hermione on the shoulder, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and give me the sunscreen..."

Hermione exclaimed and quickly pulled Monica to the corner to apply sunscreen.

Seeing the mother and daughter rushing around, the three men couldn't help but smile. Loren also opened a bottle of Coke: "What should we do next?"

Wendell burped comfortably and felt the heat in his body dissipate. "Let's wait for the hotel to pick us up. Transportation is included. The rest of our trip in Egypt will be arranged by the hotel. There will be a professional tour guide to take us around."

He paused, "As for your magical journey, you will have to rely on yourself."

Loren nodded.

Hermione suddenly ran out from the corner with the sunscreen in her palm. She slapped the sunscreen all over his face and spread it evenly.

"We are too young and our skin is still very tender. Mom said you should also apply it, otherwise you will get sunburned." Her eyes moved with the movements of her hands, her expression focused, "How are we going to find the Egyptian wizard?"

Loren let her finish applying before he spoke: "There is the world's largest alchemy research center in Egypt. I have their contact information. When we have enough fun with the adults, we will go find them."

This is the news I got from Flamel.

"Play with the adults?" Wendell joked, causing Monica and Bates to laugh out loud.

About half an hour later, the airline staff led a dark-faced English man to pick them up.

"Welcome to Cairo, distinguished guests." The tour guide took off his hat and said, "I am Caleb. I will lead you to visit Egypt in the next few days. If you have any ideas, suggestions or dissatisfaction, please feel free to let us know."

The group got into the hotel's special car, an extended car with spacious space. Caleb and the driver sat in the first row, Wendell and Bates sat in the second row, and Monica sat in the last row with her two children.

As soon as the car drove out of the parking lot, someone stood on the street and shouted at them in an incomprehensible language, and a skinny girl chased the car from behind, waving a cheap handmade product in her hand.

It was obviously not the first time for the driver to deal with such a situation, and he drove the car calmly to get rid of them.

"This?" Wendell was a little shocked.

Caleb turned his head and said seriously: "Egypt is different from Britain. It is full of poverty and disease, and also full of chaos and crime..."

He talked about a lot of things to pay attention to, such as there will be black guides stopping cars at many intersections, most of the time just ignore them and drive through. If you get separated from the hotel staff and are tricked into getting into someone else's car, don't panic, they will usually take you to a parking lot not far from the entrance, where you can choose a horse-drawn carriage or camel. Don't pay any attention to it, find a place where you can make a phone call and call the hotel's service number, and the hotel will send someone to pick you up.

"This is already very good. Our hotel's cars have conspicuous signs. If it is other ordinary vehicles, they will directly stop the car and force you to sell some junk." Caleb said.

These words made Mr. and Mrs. Granger feel uneasy, and they regretted coming to Egypt for vacation.

Hermione leaned against the window and looked out. The children with dark faces, thin limbs and distinct bones left her with an inexplicable shock. Egypt became concrete in her mind at this moment.

It was already evening when they checked into the resort hotel by the Nile River.

The golden sunset coated everything within sight with a layer of golden film: the golden fields, the golden desert, the golden hotel exteriors, and even the water in the Nile River was shining with golden light.

From afar, the stone sculptures in the desert sparkle with golden light, as if they were carved from pure gold.

Hermione leaned on the railing of the hotel balcony and looked into the distance. Her whole body was covered with a layer of gold and blended into the sunset in the desert.

"Are you thinking about those kids during the day?" Loren imitated her and leaned against the railing.

"Yeah." Hermione's voice was soft, "I know I can't help them, but I can't help thinking about it."

This girl is being stupid again... Loren felt a little toothache. He thought for a moment, "Remember what the Egyptian history of magic said? The help of wizards will only make them weaker. Only by relying on the people here to work hard and become rich can they usher in a long, stable and happy life."

"There are billions of people in this world, but only a few are rich countries, such as India and Africa..."

"There are also magical creatures. You have to know that the centaurs are still living a primitive life in the forest. Even if you work yourself to death, you can't help so many people..."

Listening to Loren's rambling, Hermione smiled happily: "I know."

"what do you know?"

"Just do what you can. I still have some old books and clothes. I will go back and pack them up. I plan to donate them to charity."

"that's it?"

“Well, this is something I can do now.”

On the banks of the Nile under the setting sun, the figure of the little witch is gleaming.

……

After a night's rest, Caleb took them to the Egyptian Museum the next morning.

This is a two-story ancient stone building. The first floor displays artifacts from the Old Kingdom to the Roman rule in chronological order, including a large number of ancient papyri. These papyri have experienced thousands of years of corruption and most of them have been fragmented. Multiple languages ​​have been found on the papyrus fragments, including Greek, Latin, Roman, Arabic and ancient Egyptian.

Hermione had a small notebook in her hand, scribbling down a few symbols from time to time.

Loren took a closer look at the broken papers. The patterns on the papyrus were similar to those on the Book of Abraham. The words on the paper could vaguely resemble some magic words.

He speculated that these texts were left over from the period when wizards and Muggles had close contact. Even after the wizards left, these texts were preserved in the pyramid tombs and remain to this day.

Even Flamel couldn't sit still. He came out of the Book of Fantasy and flew around Loren, checking the symbols and words on these artifacts.

"Hasn't Nico been to Egypt before?" Loren asked doubtfully.

"That was two hundred years ago. Well, there was no museum at that time," Flamel replied.

Loren fell silent.

The second floor is a special exhibition room, where the cultural relics on display are from the last two dynasties of Egypt. Among them, the golden mask, human-shaped golden coffin, golden throne and other items in Tutankhamun's exhibition room are considered the treasures of the Egyptian Museum.

The most eye-catching is the mummy exhibition room. There are more than 20 mummies of Egyptian pharaohs and their concubines. Some are more than 3500 years old, but are still well preserved. The best preserved one is Ramses II of the th Dynasty of the New Kingdom, where you can still clearly see his hair and toenails. The lid and inside of the human-shaped coffins where the mummies are stored are painted with the guardian gods or scriptures of the deceased.

The room was shrouded in a strange smell. Loren could smell the unique scents of many potion materials. Although the magic contained in all the objects had dissipated after thousands of years, some of their characteristics had been preserved.

Over the next few days, Caleb took them on a tour of several pyramids.

According to the tour guide, the ancient Egyptians believed that the soul was immortal after death and that as long as the body was protected, it would be resurrected to eternal life in paradise after 300 years. Therefore, they attached great importance to the construction of tombs.

Flamel told Loren another version of the story. The ruler who had close contact with the wizard discovered the existence of ghosts. The ruler was horrified to realize that death did not mean annihilation, so he began to seek eternal life and resurrection...

Everything ancient here has a wizard's touch: the writing, the smell, even the way corpses are prepared like potions.

If the history of Egypt were a book, the influence of the sorcerers would permeate every corner of the book like ink.

Chapter 267 Alchemy Research Center

"Kabab is Egyptian grilled lamb kebabs? And there are flatbreads and naan, I want to eat them! Roasted pigeon meat? Or roasted squab? I'll have one of those too! Shewoma, it looks like roujiamo, I'll have one, one." Loren shook his head holding the menu, full of surprise.

The food above gave him a sense of familiarity.

He took his order from Caleb, handed the menus to the others, and waited in his seat expectantly, his eyes sparkling.

"How many hot air balloons should we rent tomorrow?"

Watching the sunrise on a hot air balloon is one of the activities arranged by the hotel.

"Let's have two. Monica and I will take one, and Hermione will go with you in a hot air balloon." Wendell said, and couldn't help but smile.

He and his wife watched the sunrise on a hot air balloon. It had been a long time since they had such a romantic time.

"No, I want to ride in a hot air balloon with my mom. Ladies sit with ladies, and men sit with men. That's the right way!" Hermione hummed and hugged Monica's arms tightly.

Monica pulled her arm away calmly: "Hermione, you've grown up. You can't cling to your parents like you did when you were a child."

Hermione stared at her in disbelief, and the little witch's expression made the others at the table laugh.

Monica held Hermione in her arms and whispered something in her ear, causing a blush to appear on the girl's face.

How could my mother say such embarrassing words... Hermione glanced at Loren beside her.

He held up a meter-long Karabu kebab and tried to eat it several times, but he finally found it hard to eat. Unable to eat it, Loren regretfully took the kebab off the skewer, put it on a plate and dipped it in an Egyptian barbecue sauce called "Tao Hena". He took a bite and showed a pleasant surprise on his face. He closed his eyes in satisfaction, as if he was intoxicated by the delicious taste of the kebab.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Loren took the roast meat off the other skewers and distributed it to the people at the table: "Try it. Although it is different from the lamb I roast, it tastes better than British roast meat."

The XJ grilled lamb kebabs that Karabu and Loren are familiar with are different. Only lean meat from lamb legs and backs is used. The selected lamb is brushed with a mixture of salt, pepper, ginger, onion and olive oil, and then cut into four to five centimeter square pieces. The pieces are threaded on a one-meter-long skewer one by one and put into a special oven. They are taken out of the oven after the meat turns yellow.

"Really? Let me try it."

Wendell's eyes lit up. He had eaten Loren's roasted lamb and was very interested in this kind of Karabou.

Bates ate slowly. "I asked, people my age can't ride in a hot air balloon. They're afraid I'll get into an accident and they won't be able to get me to the hospital in time."

"Ah?" Wendell was stunned for a moment. He knew better than anyone how strong his neighbor was. Sometimes, when he was unable to move the fishing gear, Bates would help him move it.

"We can add some money, and the hotel should be able to accommodate us."

"Forget it. Don't cause trouble to others. I don't want to get up earlier than the sun."

Seeing that the Grangers were still trying to persuade them, Bates shook his head firmly, "There are staff on the hot air balloon to take care of Loren and Hermione. Just enjoy your time alone."

"But..." Wendell scratched his head and had no choice but to accept Bates' proposal.

After dinner, go back to the room and sleep.

The next day, at three in the morning, Loren was pulled out of bed by Hermione. He ate breakfast in a daze and got on the special car arranged by the hotel. The temperature in the early morning was very cold, and they had to wear the coats provided by the hotel.

The deep blue sky was like a curtain. The sun had not yet risen, but its light shone through the sky, tinging the deep blue night with a clear meaning, like a Ravenclaw sapphire, illuminating a stretch of yellow rocks and desert.

About half an hour later, a group of four arrived at the hot air balloon square. The staff were inflating the hot air balloon. The sound of the air pump of the inflator echoed in the square and could be heard far away in the quiet and empty desert.

Wendell and Monica left their two children to Caleb and ran towards their hot air balloon without looking back.

Loren yawned while leaning against the pillar. He looked at Hermione with some confusion, saying, "We are wizards. If you want to watch the sunrise in the sky, we can fly up to the sky on our broomsticks."

"This is different!"

"What's the difference? A broomstick can fly higher, is more flexible, and can adjust its position at will."

"you!"

Hermione was stunned for a moment, and actually felt that what he said made some sense. Forget it, just ignore this slug who only knows how to sleep.

It was a bit cold to doze against the stone pillar, so Loren stood up and walked towards Hermione, using her as a pillar to lean against and take a nap. Hermione pushed him a few times, but failed to get rid of this slug, so she had to let him lean against her.

The cool breeze of the desert blew over from the wilderness, mixed with the noisy noise of the air pump. Hermione watched quietly as the canvas of the hot air balloon gradually filled up, and finally became bigger than the house.

From a distance, the gondola only occupies a small spot below, and the staff members are like ants, circling around the hot air balloon.

"It's time for us to get on the hot air balloon!"

Loren was suddenly startled and was pulled into the pod by Hermione.

The balloon pilot silently operated the flamethrower, like a transparent man, without saying a word... It's normal to fall in love early.

Along with the majestic sound of ignition, Loren felt a surge of buoyancy under his feet. The feeling of weightlessness made his sleepy head slightly dizzy, and they swayed up into the sky.

When the balloon was just ignited, there were tourists around who exclaimed and exclaimed in admiration. When the balloon completely left the ground and the figures on the ground disappeared from their sight, they seemed to have come to another dimension and the world became quiet.

The numerous hot air balloons shining with fire complement each other, the Nile River, and the desert mountains and fields of Luxor all come into view and into the heart, making people feel a refreshing comfort and joy.

Loren's sleepiness faded away, and he and Hermione looked towards the east together.

A red and translucent sun like a salted duck egg yolk slowly rises, emitting soft glow and dyeing the entire sky a fiery red. When the red changes into dazzling gold, the world suddenly becomes bright.

Hermione stared at the rising golden sun, with golden light flashing in her eyes. Loren's heart became calm, and he experienced a completely different experience from flying on a broomstick.