When I boarded the carriage, the inside of the carriage was much larger than the outside, and the six people still seemed very spacious to sit in it. Wizards are very particular about all aspects of their food, clothing, housing and transportation, in other words, to the limit of details. Whether it is the design of the seats, the use of decoration, the use of light in the carriage and the hot tea that has just been prepared, the care and enthusiasm of the owner are reflected everywhere. It's just the proud smiles on their faces that dim the brilliance of it all.

In Feige's opinion, it should be a modest and reserved attitude at this time, and that is perfect. However, it is understandable that the definition of perfection varies from culture to culture. He sat down, glanced at the tea with milk added, and then pulled out the harvest horn.

Gifts were exchanged, so the carriage started when one party drank water and the other drank tea. The black night rider flapped its wings, and its powerful muscles brought noticeable acceleration. Even though the tea sets on the table were protected by some kind of spell to keep them from spilling, the abrupt acceleration didn't feel good. Then, after flying back into the air, the carriage swayed left and right, up and down, like a ship riding the wind and waves.

Feige frowned, and he immediately began to worry about Shanee and Sam. "How far is it from here to the wizarding world?" he immediately asked.

"Two hundred miles, about ...... flight"

Feiqi didn't wait for him to finish, picked up the staff and pointed in the direction of the carriage, and then tore open the space, directly closing the distance of one hundred and ninety miles. Outside the window, it was still night, but the sudden appearance of raindrops was a clear indication of the change in location. Tom Felton glanced out slightly, then tapped his hand on the wall of the carriage. The night rider outside looked left and right, immediately determined his new position, and then turned in the right direction.

"Flying is bumpy and bumpy, but it's a bit more fun than teleporting. The wizarding world has a network of teleportation fireplaces, but it is not the best way to receive guests. Tom always likes to tilt the corners of his mouth slightly, which makes it look a little deep, but it is also a sign of confidence. "Your Majesty, in the Magic Empire, which is more common, flying or teleporting?"

"It's more common to use your feet. "In the Magic Empire, we still have some external threats, so we require all mages to be in good physical condition. They run and walk many times as far as teleportation and flight every day. ”

"In the wizarding world, it took us a long time to conquer those stupid animals and establish civilization. Tom leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have a straightforward question to ask: What did you come to the wizarding world for?"

Fei Qi also leaned forward-for-tat, smiled slightly, and said, "I came here just to ask you, why are you in a hurry to cooperate with me?"

"Toy wands are a nice thing, and it seems like a fun step to make wands appear in the overworld of Earth. Some of us think that this may be an important beginning for change, but I personally think it's just an illusion, or even a noose thrown by the Overworld people to keep the wizards hooked up with them. Tom snorted and said, "Wizards and wizards can be friends, and so can those who use spells. Those non-casters who can only rely on foreign objects are just trying to take advantage of us. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you don't think toy wands mean much, do you?"

"It makes a lot of sense to appear, but the other meanings that the wizards attach to it are actually meaningless. ”

Feige nodded, returned to his upright sitting position, and folded his fingers around his waist. "I prefer people who think toy wands make sense, and talking to you is obviously not good for me, and you don't know why I'm here. So, why don't you get out of the car now and get a good negotiator?"

"I'm the best negotiator. ”

As soon as he heard this, Sam immediately couldn't sit still, he couldn't tolerate someone being so disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor. As soon as his ass left his seat, he saw Feige raise his left hand and shake it behind him. "It's okay Sam, just sit back, there's no need to be angry with them. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Sam sat down slowly, but the veins on his forehead were still tense.

"Don't mind, my Sam just doesn't know much about the customs of wizards. Still smiling, Feige said in a flat tone, "Understanding is always a slow and continuous process, and today is not a state of formal negotiation. Why don't you talk about the negotiation tomorrow?"

"Your Majesty's suggestion is very reasonable. Tom nodded slightly. At this moment, the carriage shook slightly, and the sound of wheels hitting the ground was heard.

As the speed slowed down, they reached the destination of their trip, a place called Post Manor. It is located on the coast of the Atlantic Ocean, and on the other side is a tranquil lake formed by the meltwater of snow-capped mountains, so it is a beautiful place surrounded by deep green waters and light blue water. Red tiles, white walls and green grass fill the other main colors in this picture scroll from the sea to the lake.

The welcome ceremony here consisted of a dozen attendants, including two ragged house-elves. It was a short, thin, eccentric humanoid, about the size of a two-year-old, but with a large, crooked nose and large, drooping ugly ears. They also do magic, and don't rely on wands like wizards, most spells can be done with just snapping your fingers. But they are bound by powerful contracts, and can only toil to death as sorcerer slaves, working as servants. During the introduction of Window of the World, Feige was interested in this powerful contract, but unfortunately it was the wizard's top secret and it was impossible to tell him.

They gave Fitch the best room in Post Manor. This was no trouble, because the entire manor plus Fitch was only four groups of travelers, and the number of rooms was about fifty. They prepared breakfast for Feiqi, the type was no different from that of the Yongli Continent, that is, it was more refined, which made Xia Ni a little incomprehensible.

"It doesn't seem to be as good as a fishing port town. Xia Ni used the sentences cobbled together with magic runes to communicate with Feiqi, and Feiqi only had to reply in the lingua franca of the Yongli Continent. The translation device provided by Qian Jing can only translate basic languages, and cannot change the words used in any spells. That's why she uses this method when she just wants Feige to understand and avoid being overheard.

"It's certainly not as good as a fishing port city. Fitch just drank a little hot soup and ate an egg, and didn't touch anything else on the table. Tom across from him was about the same, and he stopped and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin. They didn't have any more conversations other than politeness, and the atmosphere remained almost frozen.

Whoever breaks this atmosphere will show a disadvantage in the negotiations, but this is only one aspect. Feige had a feeling that this Tom Felton was not arrogant, but deliberately wanted to change the atmosphere to such a state. Feige had a guess from his speech that it was likely that Tom was on the same side as those who wanted to separate the wizarding world from the overworld of Earth, so things like toy wands became unpopular with the "breakaways" because of their potential to strengthen the connection between the wizarding world and the overworld of Earth.

He came here to talk about cooperation and business, not to participate in political activities, so there is no reason to take care of the idea of "separatism", unless he gives extra money. Feige has his own empire to manage, and it's impossible to spend his time on the boring game of "see who blinks first". He came to the wizarding world for three purposes, and earning money was the lowest priority.

"You two slept all the way on the plane, aren't you tired?"

Shani lifted the mirror, then smiled and shook her head. Sam was more realistic: "Your Majesty, I'm still a little dizzy, I'll definitely be fine if I wash my face and sober up." ”

"It's luxurious, but it's a bit boring. You go and call in the servants, preferably house-elves. It's funny that strange creature is also called an elf. Of course, you can go and wash your face first. Feige said to Sam.

Sam took the order and left the room, and Feige immediately stood in the center of the living room and clapped his palms, emitting several strong mana fluctuations, and then closed his eyes to carefully feel their feedback.

"There's some kind of magic circle here, I don't know what it does, but it doesn't seem to be threatening. Fitch opened the window, glanced twice on the balcony, and cast a spell to protect the place. As the magic runes continue to fly out, trying to detect or teleport from the outside in, it will be hindered.

"What are you doing? No magic here!"

The door was violently pushed open, and a house-elf stood in the doorway, pinching his waist with one hand and pointing at Feige with the other. Sam hurriedly tugged at its shoulders and pulled it along, but the finger pointing at Feige didn't let go.

"Your Majesty, I'm so sorry. This house-elf is currently available, and it is clearly required to obey your orders and provide you with services within the limits of the manor—I don't know why it dares to do so. ”

"Sam, it's okay. Feige waved his hand, motioning for Sam to let it go. According to observations of its soul, house-elves are always in a state of suppressed anger, especially when they see a human spellcaster. It's not hostile, but it's also absolutely not kind, and it's the same as any other wizard when it comes to Feige. "Little one, do you know what kind of magic I'm casting?"

"No magic works. Post Manor is already very complete and does not need superfluous magic to enhance it. And after you leave, it's going to be a hassle to clean up!"

It seems that it does not know the rune magic of the Yongli Continent. "What's your name?" Feige asked.

"My name is Biddy. What do you want to do?" house-elves have the same variety of temperaments as humans, but after a long period of service to wizards, they increasingly become stinky tempers. For their masters, a stinky temper is tantamount to nagging and complaining, and for a wizard who is not a master, it is complaining, raising the bar, and sometimes scolding people.

"I want to ask you some questions to learn about the wizarding world. I've heard that your elves are also very strong in spell casting, is that true?"

"The spells of the house-elves are used in the service of their masters. ”

"Then do you know about the Floo Powder Teleportation Network?" Fei Qi asked, "If I want to teleport away from here and go around the wizarding world, this Floo Powder Teleportation Network should be usable, right?"

"Do you have Floo powder?" asked Biddy. Feige shook his head, of course, and he was despised by the house-elves. "Without Floo powder, you can't use a conveyor network. So you can't go anywhere else in the wizarding world, you have to stay here. ”

The first half of the sentence is true, and the truth of the second half of the sentence should be discounted by more than 50%. With a snap of his fingers, Feige panned the two chairs in the living room, and he sat on one of them, leaving Biddie to sit on the other. The house-elf squinted at the chair, then jumped up and stood on the armrest, his hands folded over his chest.

"In the answer just now, you want to mislead me in the second half of the sentence, I forgive you this time, but only this time. The questions that follow are answered well, and I am not stingy with rewards, but I am also stingy with punishments. Feige said, "I want to know about the wizard's wand, where is the best place to go?" ”

"The Ollivanders Wand Shop. Biddy snorted, as if the mention of the name stinged it. "That's your only option. ”

"Not the only option, but clearly the best option. Feige came to this conclusion based on his observations of the fire of its soul.

"How did you do that?" Biddy became a little nervous and began to rub his fingers together, his teeth rubbing together. It can be seen that the house-elves seem to be afraid of being seen through, which may be affected by the tension between them and the wizard.

"It's just too easy. Feige smiled slightly: "The next question, you can answer it after you think about it: I want to go to the Ollivanders Wand Shop, and I don't want the wizards here to know." Do you have a way?"

Biddy's tail was slightly open, her big eyes swayed from side to side, and then her nose and ears were shaking – it completely disrupted its expression. He then sat down in a chair with his arms folded, his eyes closed and his mouth closed, responding to Feige's question in silence.

"Yes, you have a way, but you don't want to. Feige thought for a moment, and then said, "According to my analysis, you are worried that you will be punished by your master if you find out? Moreover, teleporting us to the wand shop is not a service licensed by the manor. We're secretly told that we can't go anywhere, right?"

"You're a devil, a devil who can see through people's hearts!" Biddy should have stumbled by mistake, not seen through Feige's disguise. It appeared very nervous, and the Soul Fire showed a tendency to flee from the place, but some more powerful force forcibly kept it.

"You have been commanded to serve us, and you cannot disobey your master's orders, or you have fled. Feige saw greater fear in Biddy's eyes and knew he was right. Judging from the facts that have been confirmed, the wizard is also wary of Feige, and out of secrecy, it is impossible for the wizard to transfer the house-elf to him. So Feige asked, "How can a house-elf be free?"

"The master should give the house-elf a piece of clothing, and the elf will be free. ”

"Can't you cast a spell to get your master to give you a piece of clothing?"

"You can't cast spells on your master, and you can't cast spells without your master's consent, you will be severely punished!"

When Feige Pact Demon Hale heard this, he burst out laughing. "Is that all? I wonder why you elves haven't been able to get your freedom back for yourself. ”