The morning breeze after summer is particularly refreshing. The soft sunlight, piercing through the thin mist of Loch Lomond, falls on the water, shimmering with dappled golden light.

A little silver-haired girl sat on the grass by the lake with her knees crossed, her delicate little leather boots restlessly kicking the turf beneath her feet, obviously not as quiet as she appeared.

Not far from her, a gray-haired old man with his hands on his back was watching with interest the birds that passed by on the surface of the lake, as if it were something very interesting.

"Okay...... Professor Dumbledore, what the hell are we doing now?"

After hesitating for a long time, Elena finally couldn't help but stand up and took the initiative to break the silence.

After breakfast, Elena followed Dumbledore to the lake, and because of her lack of heart, she responded to Dumbledore almost with simple tones such as "hmm", "hmm", and "yes".

But, after Dumbledore had taken her to the lake in a daze for at least a quarter of an hour, the eagerness to go shopping spree in Diagon Alley overcame the embarrassment.

"If I'm not mistaken, shouldn't we be shopping for everything I need to go to school now?"

"That's right, actually, we're on our way to Diagon Alley. ”

Dumbledore heard Elena's voice, turned around, and nodded pleasantly.

"On the way?! We've been standing by the lake for almost a quarter of an hour, and we've never been anywhere!"

The silver-haired Lori's patience was waning a little, and she began to wonder if Dumbledore was starting some strange cultivation experiment again.

The old wizard blinked, showed a mischievous smile, glanced at the destroyed turf under the feet of little Lori, and replied with a smile.

"Sometimes, waiting is a necessary part of the journey. ”

"So, can't you just phantom shift? You don't want to say, you're still waiting for your skill cooldown to turn around!"

Elena kicked the grass under her feet a little frantically, so what she hated the most was to talk to this kind of guy who was not good at talking and always talking about some philosophies.

"Phantom shifter? Of course not, after all, our destination is London, hundreds of kilometers away. ”

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, and he realized that while Elena seemed to know a lot about the wizarding world, most of them only knew a vague idea.

Dumbledore took out a strangely shaped pocket watch from his chest pocket and looked at it, bowed slightly, and looked at Elena and patiently explained.

"Phantom shifting is limited by distance. To be precise, as the distance increases, the load on the wizard will increase, and correspondingly, the difficulty of success will be. If you force it to be cast at a long distance, it will be very dangerous. I don't think it's a wise decision to put you in danger in order to save a little bit of time. ”

Although Dumbledore's words were a little vague, Elena reacted instantly, in fact, what Old Deng meant was one sentence - the distance was too far, the blue stripe was not enough, and he couldn't fly.

Since you can't phantom, there aren't many transportation options to choose from, and you don't care about trains, broomsticks, Floo powder, and portkeys.

Logically, Muggle transport could be ruled out, after all, it would take at least a day to get from the Scottish Highlands to London.

And Elena didn't think that a young Professor Dumbledore would imitate a young man, holding her on a broomstick and flying to London in broad daylight.

In addition, in Elena's impression of the original book, using Floo powder to teleport between cities should be the most common way for wizards to travel.

For example, in the second part of the novel, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, the Weasleys use Floo powder to travel directly from the Burrow where they live to Diagon Alley.

Floo powder, on the other hand, requires a fireplace to be used, and Loch Lomond clearly doesn't look like a place with a fireplace connected to Floo Net.

So......

The silver-haired little Lori who was holding her fingers suddenly changed her face, revealing a strong look of resistance!

"Wait, you're not going to be the portkey, are you! No, no, no, I refuse!"

Judging from the current situation, it is clear that Dumbledore has an 80% chance of waiting for a [Portkey] to appear to London.

Elena's little face turned white, and she trotted to Dumbledore's side, shaking the old wizard's wide sleeves and begging.

"Professor Dumbledore, let's go back to Hogwarts, let's use Floo powder......! Hogwarts obviously has so many fireplaces. ”

If I had to choose the most terrible way to travel, Elena would undoubtedly vote for [Portkey].

Even if it's the most convenient way to travel remotely in the entire wizarding world, it doesn't change its terrifying mobile experience.

Because when using the portkey, it feels as if a hook is behind the belly button and jerks forward with an irresistible momentum, and then the person feels his feet fly off the ground. It flew forward like a gust of wind, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

At least from the description in the novel, Floo.com's travel experience is significantly more comfortable than a portkey.

One is a quick shuttle through a warm fireplace (just maybe a little motion sickness), and the other is as if you're pulling your navel with a hook – that sounds scary!

"But, Miss Elena. You said it just half an hour ago that it was your last request. ”

Dumbledore looked at the panicked little Lori beside him with some confusion, and said with a playful wink.

"I'm a little confused as to which one is your last request. ”

“...... Huh?"

Elena's expression froze, she thought carefully for a moment, timidly stretched out two fingers, and whispered flatteringly.

"Or is that the penultimate one just now, and this is the last one?"

I don't understand why Elena is so resistant to portkey travel, but it doesn't stop Dumbledore from making a choice.

"Back to Hogwarts with Floo Powder?"

Dumbledore glanced at the hopeful little Lori, lengthened his tone, and said quickly and playfully, "Of course...... No way!"

Hearing Dumbledore's answer, the silver-haired little Lori instantly collapsed her little face, pursed her mouth without saying a word, and looked at Dumbledore aggrievedly with big blue eyes, with a pitiful look of "I'm about to cry".

When words can't win, she usually has one last option, which is to unleash the natural magic in her bloodline, the Moe Mess.

Dumbledore shook his head with a dumb smile, he vaguely knew why Benitez doted on the little girl so much.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, held up three fingers, and explained in a gentle and serious tone.

"First, only fireplaces connected to the Floo Network can be transmitted. The fireplace at Hogwarts is temporarily closed to the outside world. ”

"Second, our first destination is Gringotts for the elves, who have never had access to the fireplace in the wizarding world. ”

"Third...... The time has come. ”

As he spoke, Dumbledore's left hand behind his back suddenly came out. In the palm of his hand, there was a small shabby cloth bag that glowed with a faint blue light and kept shaking.

"Welcome, Wizarding World!"

"What......"

Before Elena could react, a burst of light distorted, and the two disappeared in place.