Chapter 134 Departure (Modified)

Justin and Nearly Headless Nick are both attacked, turning an already tense atmosphere into genuine panic.

Oddly enough, the thing that scares people the most is what happened to Nearly Headless Nick. What could do such a thing to a ghost? People asked each other; what terrible power could harm a man who was dead?

Students were almost scrambling to book seats on the Hogwarts Express in anticipation of being home for Christmas.

Allen is also looking forward to Christmas. His trip to a foreign country is about to begin. Although he still has the task of competing with the talented boy in the United States, it is always exciting and looking forward to going to new places and meeting new friends.

The clothes are not as good as the newcomers. Before leaving Hogwarts, Allen needs to go to the Forbidden Forest again to say goodbye to his old friends—Gaia and Firenze.

For Allen's departure, Firenze did not give up. In its eyes, the brief separation is just for a better reunion.

Firenze studied the astrology for a long time, and came to the conclusion that despite the twists and turns of Allen's trip, it was safe and sound-but he also emphasized that even though passing through Xinghu strengthened the horseman's ability to divination through astrology, but Even so, mistakes are inevitable, and it would be foolish to place too much faith in such things.

Although I don't know if it is accurate or what kind of twists and turns this trip will have, Alan will not be afraid to shrink back. The world is impermanent and life is short. No matter the ups and downs, you will know the taste after tasting it. After expressing this bowl of poisonous chicken soup in my heart, I wretchedly thought of my biggest advantage system compared to others...

Gaia is obviously different from Firenze. The nature of it and the unicorn obviously made Gaia express its reluctance directly on its horse face—after getting along with it for a long time, Alan thinks that he is really I can distinguish the expressions of some animals.

"Alan, I don't know how Tina and the little bird and snake are doing? I want to see them." After saying goodbye to Allen, Gaia obviously missed the mother and child of the bird and snake very much.

Allen released Tina and her child from the pet space. Gaia looked at the other party's plump feathers and bright colors, and knew at a glance that they had been carefully cared for, and she was extremely happy.

Alan's heart moved, "Tina, it will be Christmas soon, and I will go to the United States with Professor Flitwick. I wonder if you would like to stay in the Forbidden Forest to accompany Gaia, or would you like to go to the United States with me?"

"Of course I will go to America with you." Tina made a choice without hesitation.

Seeing Gaia's dumbfounded look, Tina said shyly, "Gaya, it's not that I don't want to be with you. On the one hand, there is that monster in the castle, and our lives will be threatened; on the other hand, Ai Lun's pet space is really suitable for our birds and snakes to survive."

"Well, Gaia, why don't you survive in Alan's pet space, the environment is super nice!"

"So good!" Gaia was a little curious, and then said with regret: "It's a pity that I can't live with you, my father will never allow me to leave the settlement for a long time."

After saying goodbye to the unicorn, when he returned to the castle, Alan met Harry. He knew that Harry would definitely stay in school. Harry found that Alan's attitude was the same as Ron and Hermione's, and he treated him as always, and he was very happy. It was touching to trust him - he's had a hard time even in Gryffindor these days.

Harry told Ellen that he was also looking forward to Christmas, because he was tired of people avoiding him in the corridors, as if he would grow fangs and spew poisonous juice at any time; In the old days, people would point and mutter about him.

"The truth may come late, but it will never be absent. Everyone will know who you are sooner or later." Allen comforted Harry, and then thanked that he was not exposed when he was a Parseltongue.

finally,

When the holidays came, Alan stepped on the heavy snow on the ground, followed in the footsteps of Professor Flitwick, and boarded the Hogwarts Express.

After they arrived in London, they immediately went to Heathrow International Airport to catch a plane to New York.

"Professor, why don't we use the way of wizards to go to the United States?" Allen asked suspiciously after changing into Muggle clothes.

"Wizard's way? What do you mean?" Although Professor Flitwick was short like a dwarf, he was imposing in a Muggle suit—he even conjured up blond hair and a beard to match. And Alan's pretended kinship.

"Such as Apparition, Floo Powder, Portkey..." Allen gave examples one by one.

"Apparating to such a far place requires strong magical support, and accidents are prone to occur. And without the permission of the Magical Congress of America, outsiders are not allowed to apparate in the territory of other countries at will." Professor Flitwick restrained himself and gave a salute. The desire to cast magic and let them go by themselves brought up the heavy suitcase.

"Floo fans can only conduct point-to-point traffic from fireplace to fireplace, and they must be registered. It's too much trouble if it's transnational!" Obviously, Professor Flitwick is unwilling to deal too much with the Magical Congress of America.

"The port key needs to set the point-to-point transmission location in advance. Although it is only a moment, but the whole person is exposed to the mid-air and flies at a high speed. And it is easy to lose balance, which is not conducive to maintaining demeanor-you have to wait for your turn Our words have lasted longer than a Muggle flight."

After more than seven hours of flying, I finally arrived in New York. When going out to go through the security check, the airport security staff stopped Professor Flitwick and Alan with a serious expression.

Allen looked at him in surprise, but he asked Professor Flitwick to show his passport.

Professor Flitwick handed him two battered passports.

"British, huh?" The security officer flipped through the passport and checked the photos.

"Yes." Professor Flitwick replied very patiently.

The security inspector was so suspicious that he wanted to see the facial features of the dwarf in front of him hidden by the beard, and compared him with the cute boy next to him, "Are you still father and son?"

"Yes." It was still Professor Flitwick's succinct answer that made Allen feel a little taken advantage of. On the one hand, he tried hard to make his expression not as mature as usual, but pretended to be what a child should be. On the other hand, he couldn't help thinking, "Professor Flitwick didn't tell me that the identities he arranged are father and son!"

"Is there any contraband inside?" The security inspector signaled Professor Flitwick to open the box.

"No." Professor Flitwick put the box on the side table and surreptitiously turned a brass dial to Muggle mode.

The security inspector turned the box in front of him, unlocked the lock, and lifted the lid. What he saw were pajamas, an alarm clock, a diary, and a Ravenclaw scarf...

After the security inspector covered the box, he hesitantly looked at the faces of Flitwick and Alan for the last time with sympathetic eyes, and shook his head, "Forget it, welcome to New York."

"Thank you!" Professor Flitwick obviously didn't notice the other party's gaze. He tiptoed to pick up his passport and box on the table, motioned for Allen to follow, and left the airport quickly.

The snow in New York was extraordinarily thick. Compared with Gryffindor, it was even worse. The cold wind was like a knife, and when it blew across the cheeks, it was very painful.

Looking at this white world, Allen couldn't help asking: "Professor, where are we going now?"

Professor Flitwick looked at the time and said, "Let's go to the Magical Congress of America first."

"Show me the way!" Professor Flitwick looked around, waved his wand, and a cursor appeared on the ground, "Don't worry, Muggles can't see it—oh, I mean No-Majs, they do that in America Call them." Professor Flitwick followed the cursor, took Alan with one hand, and luggage with the other, walked into the busy traffic, and walked through it.