"There's someone in there, Travers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" he said quickly.

"Nonsense—" Travers glanced at the helicopter and saw that it was full of people, "let's go, we shouldn't be out of the border for too long." If you're interested, you can blow it up, and Selwyn loves it. You can compare. ”

"That's right, it's a pity there's only one, otherwise I could have compared with Selwyn and see how many Muggles have been killed. ”

"It's hard for you to win, he's very violent, and there's basically no survivor in the helicopter. ”

They said so, but they turned around and left. It's not a good time to have fun. Whoever dares to go wrong at this time, the Dark Lord can't miss the old feelings, they old people couldn't know better.

The Muggles sat still, almost sculptures except for the shaking of the helicopter. Neither speaks nor makes superfluous movements. They obviously didn't know that everyone had just walked around the ghost gate.

"We're safe. Phoenix patted the back of Hermione's delicate hand.

"What's going on?" asked one of the pilots. The parameters on the operation panel flickered for a moment, which is usually not good news.

"I don't know, captain," the other man was even more nervous, "do you want to make a crash landing first?"

"No, we have orders. The captain said calmly. Staring at the various instruments, they are back to normal.

"George, are you okay there?" he asked, tilting his head slightly and turning to the mechanic behind him.

"Everything is working fine now, I guess it might be a solar storm or something. ”

There were no lights in the helicopter, and there were Muggles crowded next to it, so they had to sit dry. About an hour later, the helicopter landed, and Phoenix didn't know where they were, and it was certainly not France, because the soldiers calmly stepped off the helicopter and greeted some of the ground crew. The outside was brightly lit, giving them a chance to see what was going on outside from the portholes.

"Where are we?" said Harry, gesturing forward.

"I don't know, it's still in the UK," Hermione pointed to the Union Jack flying outside, "I think this helicopter needs to be refueled, otherwise it won't fly directly to France." ”

"What's more?" Phoenix asked, surprised.

"It's fuel, burning like wood. Hermione was quite clear, and the metaphorical approach was understandable to Phoenix.

"These Muggles are so smart. He exclaimed.

Harry looked at Hermione amusedly, and he was relieved now.

"You sit still, we'll take off in half an hour—" A head popped out of the cockpit, wearing a comically large helmet and sunglasses covering most of his face. After saying that, he retracted and showed no interest in them at all.

"But how do they do it, add some wood and make this thing fly?" Phoenix's habit is to ask if he doesn't understand.

"Didn't you read the encyclopedia, which had -- and secondly, I was a metaphor, not really referring to adding a little wood. She smiled, but immediately became serious again.

"Where are we going?"

"France, I've arranged for Watson to take your retinue to show up. Phoenix said, "You can start the illusion class as soon as you get there, and I'll arrange for you a staff member from the Swiss Ministry of Magic." ”

After they took off again, the loud noise returned. In this case, it is impossible to have a little heart, it is really boring, worse than walking in the tunnel, at that time they can at least talk.

At dawn, the helicopter landed on a French beach. After dropping them down, the Muggle pilots immediately left.

Watson and his son came into contact with the Transfiguration Charm, their wary eyes sweeping around and walking briskly.

"Did you go all the way?"

"It's good, it's just that this thing is too noisy. Phoenix looked back at the helicopter flying low over the sea, "Hold on, and when you get home, you'll have a steaming drink, a warm, comfy bed – it's all there!"

The two of them apparitioned Harry and Hermione respectively, and after a burst of noise and firelight, the beach was calm again, except for the crashing of the waves and the shrill chirping of seagulls.

When they appeared, they were deep in the Swiss mountains. Standing on a wide road, next to it stood a sign that read: Snow Mountain Fort.

"Welcome, not well received," Phoenix pretended to enthusiastically invite them to go first, "—just bear with me." ”

He walked in front with a headbeat. The Watson father and son left and right, sandwiching Harry in the middle.

Turn a corner. The sound of the ripids of the waterfall looms into everyone's ears. The roadside is planted with a variety of ornamental plants, which stretch their branches and leaves in the early morning bath. Some are constantly shaking, and snowflakes are falling.

"It snowed yesterday. Unfortunately," Phoenix told them, "when it snowed we had the opportunity to see the animals of the lake, all of them from Northern Europe, and still had a penchant for bad weather attacking Muggles. ”

After a short walk, they walked through the dense jungle, and they were greeted by a huge open lake, and on the high peaks, a low castle was cloaked in snow-white clothing, waiting for the return of its master.

From their point of view, the castle also produces waterfalls. The water poured into the abyss, splashing like smoke from a house on fire. The water poured into the lake, causing ripples, but only in that place.

An invisible force that stops the ripples from spreading.

They stopped by the lake for a while. The two knew that Phoenix hadn't been back for a long time, and it was inevitable that they would be hurt - Hermione told Harry a lot about Phoenix.

The group stood silently by the lake, as if in mourning.

The continuous stream of water poured down with a thunderous sound, and the thick and shaking curtain of water made a long-lasting sound, splashing upwards, and the turbulence and noise made people dizzy. The crash of the black rock made a rumbling sound like a roar.

"Let's go, don't go-" Phoenix suddenly moved, and before he could finish his sentence, he ran up, startling everyone.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked aloud, looking flustered and puzzled. Phoenix seems to be hiding from something.

Without looking back, Phoenix rushed up the slope and ran until he reached the castle gate.

"For-for-" Harry was tired enough, it wasn't a short distance. After talking for a long time, I couldn't spit out a complete sentence.

"There's a-" Phoenix's body is strengthened by the blood of Ari's cow, and it is much better than the others, "-merfolk, who has been pestering me since I was a child, and I forgot just now, if she knew that I was back-"

"Merfolk?" Hermione said incredulously.

"Yes, have you ever heard of Mirabella Plunkette? ”

"What—the witch who fell in love with a mermaid? fell in love with a mermaid while on vacation. When your family objected, you turned yourself into a cod, do you mean that?"

Hermione's eyes widened even more at Harry, she had obviously not heard of the man named Mirabella Plunkette.

"Yes, she didn't know which tendon was wrong. ”