Chapter 130 Dean Forest

A group of four people had a sumptuous lunch at the hotel, then lay down comfortably in the hotel and took a nap. Then they took a shower and changed clothes. Then they rented a large-displacement camping car at the hotel and headed towards the forest. Go ahead.

At the temporary parking crossing in front of the hotel, a blue pickup truck with a rugged and sturdy frame was parked on the roadside. The spare tire was placed on the front hood, and there were several luggage piled on the open rear shelf behind.

Outside the baggage are boxes of drinking water, coal, and some canned food...

Wendell stood on the steps and looked at the Land Rover Defender 130, his eyes sparkling, and he patted the outer shell again and again with a satisfied smile on his face.

The hotel manager on the side saw that this regular customer was very satisfied. He actively introduced: "Land Rover's new vehicles are mainly provided to the military and government. We took over a batch and renovated them."

He rolled up the sleeves of his neat suit and measured the vehicle with his hands: "The wheelbase is 130, the diesel engine is turbocharged, the horsepower reaches 85 horsepower, and the high chassis is very suitable for driving in the forest."

Wendell touched it here and looked there, feeling extremely satisfied.

Monica held Hermione's hand, and Hermione held Loren's hand and stayed further back, watching Wendell and the hotel manager greeting each other with smiles on their faces.

The short-sleeved shirt with white and blue horizontal stripes was wrapped in thick camping protective clothing. The lower body was also changed into trousers that tightened the trousers. The thick boots with hard soles on the feet were a bit heavy. The outfit is mosquito-proof, wear-resistant, and thick, and it looks like it is meant for outdoor activities.

Fortunately, it was provided by the hotel, and the location was at the edge of the forest where the temperature was suitable. Otherwise, wearing these clothes in the middle of summer would not protect them from mosquitoes, and they might suffer from heatstroke first.

Loren leaned into Hermione's ear and whispered: "I think your father came here for this car, not for camping."

Hermione nodded her head in agreement.

The hotel manager took out something like a satellite phone and put it into Wendel's hand: "If you encounter anything, use this to contact us. Satellite positioning, we can find you even in the North Pole."

Wendell took the things, talked to the hotel manager for a few more words, opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, waved to the three Monicas behind him and shouted, "Come up! We're leaving!"

The three of them walked forward quickly, Loren and Hermione got into the back row of their own accord, and Monica sat in the front row next to Wendell.

"I wish you all a happy time!" the hotel manager waved goodbye.

Wendell stepped on the clutch smoothly, the diesel engine made a roaring sound, and the car gradually accelerated out of the hotel manager's sight.

Different from Granger's family car, the seats of this pickup truck are much more compact, with six seats in a double row, and the space is a bit narrow. But for Loren and Hermione, it was enough for them to move freely.

The car gradually drove out of the jungle made of steel and cement and headed towards the forest.

The dense tree crowns joined together to form a dense green sky. As the vehicle drove deeper, tall trees stood tall. From the perspective of the car window, they could only see the tree trunks and no longer see the tree crowns. The sunlight was blocked. Filtered into mottled patterns scattered on the carpet composed of fallen leaves and moss.

Being far away from human beings and going deep into the natural environment makes people unconsciously leave all their thoughts behind and only focus on putting the magnificent scenery into their eyes and minds.

As the car kept driving deeper into the forest, the coolness became more and more intense, until it no longer felt like summer at all. The forest is full of trees. It was shocking at first. After driving for a while, the car gradually got used to it. Trees that are more than ten meters or even dozens of meters high are no longer unfamiliar.

On the contrary, the occasional squirrels, birds and other animals are very attractive.

After a while, Wendell pulled over and turned off the engine, calling out: "Boy Scouts, get off the car!"

When you open the car door, you are greeted by the fresh air of fresh and fragrant forest trees, with a coolness to it.

Wendell went to the back and handed the bundle to several people. The bundles in Loren and Hermione's hands contained sleeping bags, blankets and other lighter items. The main weight was still carried by Wendell and Monica.

Monica's large backpack was bulging with stuff. She put it on her shoulders and stood up. Her body was pulled back by the weight.

Wendell was startled and hurriedly supported her. He held the backpack steady and did not dare to let go: "Be careful. You don't have to carry it all in the backpack. You can just lock it in the car and leave it here."

"I'm just not ready." Monica tried again, but it was still too heavy.

In previous years, their family of three went camping, and they brought just enough stuff. This time, we added food and water for one more person, and the tent was changed to a larger one, so this problem will arise.

"I have a way!" Hermione took out her purple linen bag and "put it in here."

Monica and Wendell looked at the small cloth bag, thinking about the magic, and took off the backpack hesitantly.

Loren took two steps forward and asked with a smile: "Did you expect this in advance?"

Although this is a forest, it is not an uninhabited area and there is a risk of being discovered by using the floating spell. It is indeed very convenient to use space equipment in this environment.

"This pocket doesn't take up much space. I thought I might use it, so I brought it with me."

Hermione opened the bag and attached the bag's mouth to the luggage. These things, which were much larger than the bag, quickly shrank when they came into contact with the bag's mouth, and then were sucked in.

Wendell and Monica watched helplessly as drinking water, coal, cans, and large bundles were put into linen bags one by one, dumbfounded and speechless.

Wendell was not frightened. He looked at the linen pocket with bright eyes, brighter than when he saw the Land Rover Defender.

After packing the last thing, Hermione clapped her hands and pushed her messy hair behind her ears: "Okay!"

"Hermione," Wendell looked at Hermione eagerly and rubbed his hands, "can this car fit in?"

Hermione didn't react for a moment and was stunned. She turned to look at Loren, then at her father, and said with a slight hesitation: "It should be possible, I'm not sure, it was refined by Loren."

"It should fit if there's enough space." Loren wasn't too sure. Hermione's pocket had plenty of space.

Wendell shouted happily: "Then-"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Monica. She slapped Wendell hard and complained: "Hermione is ignorant, are you ignorant too?"

Monica stepped forward and touched Hermione's head, "Take out the baggage, we can't go camping empty-handed, if we meet someone else and we can't explain it clearly."

This is the business area of ​​the hotel. They are definitely not the only ones who come in during the summer vacation. It may be difficult to encounter them, but it is difficult to explain clearly when they do.

Hermione smiled sheepishly, "I didn't expect that."

She turned her backpack out again, but it was filled with tent cloth, blankets, sleeping bags and other things that took up space but were light in weight. The rest is still packed in a small space.

The four of them each had a backpack and headed into the forest easily. The ground is covered with thick fallen leaves, which make a rustling sound when you step on them and are very soft.

Two adults each held a child to prevent him from falling, Wendell held Loren, and Monica held Hermione.

Wendell shook his shoulders. He had never enjoyed such a relaxing camping experience before and sighed: "Magic is convenience."

No one paid any attention to him.

"This is a beech tree," Monica said, pointing to a tree with broad leaves.

So Hermione stared at the tree closely, noted the characteristics of its leaves and bark, nodded and repeated: "This is a beech."

A few minutes later, Wendell shook his shoulders again and sighed: "Magic is convenience."

Loren looked up, unsure whether to answer.

After a few more minutes, Wendell sighed for the third time: "Convenient, convenient."

Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Don't even think about it. Using the Seamless Stretch Curse without authorization is against the law, and using it on ordinary people is even more against the law."

They will be punished for several crimes, and they can just transfer to Azkaban when the time comes.

Wendell was not disappointed when his little thoughts were revealed, "I was just sighing."

The group of people talked and laughed, followed the occasional road signs and maps, and after walking for a short time they came to a flat place, which was their camp.

Wendell and Monica began to set up the tent, while Loren and Hermione poured out the contents of the space bag and placed them on the floor, handing things over from time to time.

Hermione didn't like the job of setting up a tent, she wanted to take Loren around in the forest.

While laying out the inner tent, Wendell patiently imparted experience: "Pitch the tent on a hard and flat place, not on river banks or dry river beds."

Hermione handed over a pole: "Where is the river here?"

Wendell did not answer the question. He opened the tent's frame poles and said, "Stay away from hillsides with rolling rocks."

Hermione helped stabilize the pole: "There are no rolling rocks or hills here?"

“The entrance to the tent should be out of the wind.”

“Which side of the forest has the wind behind you?”

Wendell endured it for a while, but couldn't hold it back anymore. He raised his head and said, "If you don't want to set up a tent, you can go collect some dry firewood."

Although there are fallen leaves everywhere on the ground, the leaves are not resistant to burning, so bonfires at night mainly rely on dry firewood.

"no problem!"

Hermione immediately agreed. She turned to look at Loren who was helping Monica and said, "Loren, let's go collect dry firewood!"

This was not Hermione's first time camping, so she jumped up and ran away with Loren.

"Don't run too far, pay attention to safety!" Wendel shouted loudly.

Hermione waved her hand without looking back: "I understand, we are wizards!"

Monica looked up at their backs and said with a smile: "Compared to a year ago, Hermione has really changed a lot."

Wendell nodded: "Yeah, he's also a lot more naughty."

Regarding sneaking into the study to read and the lack of carbonated drinks in the refrigerator, the two of them had already passed their breath last night.

The couple looked at each other and smiled, lowered their heads and cooperated tacitly to set up the tent.

Not only were there a lot of fallen leaves in the forest, there were also dry branches and trunks everywhere. When Hermione and Loren found them, they threw them into the space bag, intending to go back and chop them slowly.

Loren looked around at the forest. There were woods on the high mountains, but there were no such tall and thick trees, and he had never been to such a deep place.

He thought of Hermione's Christmas letter, "Have you been camping here during the Christmas holidays? How cold it was."

Hermione had been in high spirits since entering the forest. "It's not cold. We were in a camp not far from the hotel. Many people lit bonfires. If you feel cold at night, you can go directly back to the hotel."

"Huh?" Loren joked, "I feel like camping in the winter is much easier."

Hermione didn't think so, "It would also be nice to go deep into the forest and enjoy nature's summer camping."

Loren kicked off a branch with his thick-soled boots, picked it up and threw it into the space bag, "How much firewood do we need?"

Hermione looked into the small space bag and said, "Pack more. Let's find all the dry firewood for the next few days."

As wizards, neither of them worried about safety. They walked in the same direction, occasionally leaving marks on tree trunks. There were the same trees everywhere in the forest, and the ground was covered with the same leaf litter. Neither of them noticed how far they had walked.

Hermione ran ahead and nimbly crossed a small ridge covered with fallen leaves, and continued to look for dry firewood.

Loren followed closely, and when he crossed the small hurdle, his eyes suddenly lit up with a slight crystal blue light. Loren looked around and found no magical light. He used the method Dumbledore taught him and looked carefully. There was nothing unusual. He was surrounded by ordinary trees.

He was confused for a moment, and just assumed that the three-no golden finger activated on its own, without the magic light, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Slow down, wait for me." Loren caught up with Hermione in two steps and continued walking forward.

No one saw that the small dirt ridge that the two people just crossed was like a shadow, which fluctuated for a few times and then disappeared. If someone stood on the small ridge and looked to both sides, they would be shocked to find that the scenes on both sides were exactly the same.

It's like a mirror!

A few minutes later, Loren and Hermione were standing on the side of the road, confused.

Not long after they walked, they passed through a pine forest and came to the side of the road. Across the road was a hotel that was smaller than the hotel outside the forest and had lights on. It looked like a chain company.

"So every camp area has such a convenient hotel?" Loren muttered, looking at the bright hotel lights, "The service is really attentive."

Hermione opened her mouth, but didn't have time to speak.

"Do you two little guests need help?" a voice came from the side.

The two of them looked at the side next to them at the same time. It was the hotel manager in a suit and uniform who introduced the car to Wendel in the afternoon. He was looking at the two of them with a gentle smile.

Loren's eyes still shone slightly with crystal blue light, but it was not conspicuous during the day. In his eyes, everything except Hermione's eyes had no magical light.

"Do you remember us?" Loren asked.

The suit manager was very patient, "Of course, Mr. Granger is our regular customer."

Hermione discovered something suspicious, "Aren't you at the hotel outside the forest? Why are you here now?"

The suit manager smiled and said: "I'm here to hand over customer information. For customers in this camp, you can get consumables directly here."

He extended his left hand and turned sideways to invite, "Would you like to go in and replenish supplies? There may be some steaming food freshly made from the pan. The camping can start tomorrow."

It was okay if he didn't say it. As soon as he said this, both Loren and Hermione felt a little hungry.

The two looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and reached a consensus: bring some food back.