Albatross, first flown on May 20, 1937, four 'Gypsy' 12-cylinder air-cooled engines and two-blade constant-speed propellers, which could carry 22 passengers, with a total production of 7 - all scrapped in 1943.

I don't know from which historical junk the French Ministry of Magic dug this thing out of the garbage heap of history.

Okay, considering the unscientific nature of magic, let's not pursue the premise that this broken plane is older than Daddy Kozmo. But there is another key question here -

As a typical World War II aircraft, the albatross material is of course very good.

It is mainly composed of wood, skin, and glue......

Temeo doesn't even have an iron beam!

Merlin is above, and the French Ministry of Magic is afraid that it is not planning to use this old-fashioned broken plane to deliberately murder the delicate flowers from England, so as to reduce the birth rate of pure-blood wizards in the British wizarding world in disguise!

Sitting tremblingly in the wooden seats, feeling the rough touch of the cabin bulkhead, listening to the laughter of the chirping larks around him, Brandi's expression in the last row of the plane was in stark contrast to the excited and novel expressions of the others.

"Are you alright, Britney?" Following the example of the French Ministry of Magic official in the aisle, clumsily fastening his seat belt (although in Brandy's opinion this act is more symbolic than practical), Choi asked with some concern, blinking his beautiful eyes. "You look like you're uncomfortable, don't you—"

She seemed to think of something, and then suddenly raised her head a little nervously, glanced ahead, and lowered her voice. "Isn't it Thomson! Has she done anything to you before? Is it magic or curse?! ”

No, no, no...... I'm probably just afraid of death. Brandi shuddered and buckled his seat belt, waved his hand weakly, and blocked Qiu Zhang's unbelievable brain hole in the direction of the opening.

But wait a minute...... This question......

Brandi's eyebrows were raised, and a strange look appeared on his face.

How could she ask that?

“…… Autumn? After a moment of confusion, seeing that Orianna seemed to be listening intently to the Ministry of Magic guys reciting the Muggle-made rules of travel, without wanting to turn back, Brandi couldn't help but ask. Why do you think so, after all, Senior Sister Orianna is such a gentle person, she shouldn't be so casual to chant evil spells on her own senior sister. ”

Unexpectedly, in the face of this question, Qiu Zhang seemed to have heard a very incredible joke, and his eyes widened. "Huh? Didn't Professor Binns tell you? What is the history of the 'porter'? ”

'You guys'?

Hearing this word, Brandi couldn't help but realize that as Britney, who was ostensibly at the same level as Akiharai, the class she was taking was naturally exactly the same as her. It was obvious to be able to get Qiu Zhang to say the word you—Dumbledore had definitely told her something, and it was no wonder she was so perverse in defending herself this morning.

But...... It shouldn't be maintained to the point where you have to sleep in a dormitory with yourself......

Thinking of this, Brandi scratched at her hair in confusion.

"Of course I know about the 'porterhouse', it's a wizarding organization that transports classified or high-risk goods—huh? You mean, Sister Oriana? ”

"Oh, I forgot, you weren't there when Senior Sister was censored by the Ministry of Magic." Seeing Brandi's surprised appearance, Qiu Zhang sighed, and seeing that no one in front of him was paying attention to them, he leaned into his ear and whispered. "The current leader of the 'Removal House' organization is surnamed Thomson......

Hearing this, Brandi's face changed, and now he could understand why Qiu Zhang was so nervous.

Although he didn't listen very carefully to Professor Binns's classes, Brandi still memorized a little bit about the knowledge of 'porterhouse', which was included in the focus of the second-year exam. As one of the few top-secret cargo escort organizations that has enjoyed a high reputation throughout Europe for hundreds of years, the 'porter' has a very strict code of conduct - as the 'delivery person' of the goods, it must be able to do the following requirements:

1. 'Delivery person' can only perform one item transportation operation per task.

2. After completing the 'Delivery Man' quest, you must use the Oblivion Charm to erase all memories of the mission.

3. The 'delivery person' should abandon his feelings during the mission and exclude all suspicious persons who may be obstructed by the mission, regardless of their identity.

…… It seems that there is still one later, but after all, it is rote memorization~ Brandi has long forgotten about it. But at the very least, this is a good explanation for why Qiu Zhang thinks that Sister Orianna wants to be against her - because it is obvious that her identity has been suspected by her from the beginning, and she doesn't know if she will be considered a so-called 'suspicious person who obstructs the mission'.

Probably not, though......

It's ridiculous to just participate in an exchange event. Thinking of this, Brandi shook his head rather amusedly. "Don't worry, I just thought I'm going to Beauxbatons soon, I'm just a little nervous, it's okay."

"That's right." Seeing Brandi signaling that he was okay, Qiu Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and a gentle smile reappeared on his face. "After all, when I was tested yesterday, my senior sister said that she was in school and couldn't participate in the task of 'delivery person', so I was too careful~"

And just as they were talking, the uncle of the French Ministry of Magic seemed to have finally explained the precautions for boarding the plane in that French English. He cleared his throat, looked around with satisfaction, and looked around at the girls who were obviously not listening very well, and began his next step.

"Then, before the plane takes off, we have one last process to carry out - safety supervision!"

"Safety Supervision ???" Qiu Zhang muttered to himself in confusion, and suddenly found that Brandi covered his head weakly. "Britney, what do you mean by that?"

"Ah, that's the security check, it's almost to check if there are any dangerous goods in the carry-on luggage...... Merlin is on top. Brandi muttered casually, trying to stretch the black line on his head - everyone is on the plane before the security check, is there really nothing wrong with this boarding process?

Besides, you're a man, and a girl's luggage shouldn't be something you can see.

Obviously, even the officials of the Ministry of Magic did not dare to be presumptuous - but after all, they were wizards, and they naturally had the means of wizards. After the wizard waved his wand a few times, a silver shadow gradually emerged from the tip of the wand, it seemed to be gradually consolidating, but with the violent shaking of light and shadow, the silver thing finally failed, turning into a large cloud of silver-white light mist.

"Tsk, it looks like I haven't practiced my spell yet......" he smacked his lips and took control of the fog and walked to the front row. Everybody comes over with their own suitcases and walks through the fog. Yes, you don't have to open it - I just need to check if there's anything evil or dangerous in there. Miss Thomson, would you like to come first? ”

The senior sister who was ordered was stunned for a moment, she nodded, snapped her fingers lightly, and the black cloth on the luggage standing beside her slid down silently, revealing the narrow box with exquisite patterns carved below. She carried the luggage, which looked more like a door panel, and slipped into the silver......

——————

Ten minutes ago, Hogwarts, eighth floor.

Pedaling~ The sound of hurried footsteps was particularly abrupt in the empty corridor.

The fat lady, who was knitting a sweater in the painting, stopped and raised her eyelids. Nine o'clock in the morning is not a time to rest, this guy skips class and runs back to the dormitory...... Are the Weasley two stinky boys again?

But she guessed wrong, and a minute later, Harry and Ron were blushing and arguing about something, and they scurried up the stairs up the tower.

"It's messy in the wind." He came to the portrait and spoke breathlessly.

"I think you too, Mr. Potter." The fat woman stared at them quizzically, revealing the hole in the lounge behind her. "It's class time, what are you doing in such a hurry, are you pulling your textbooks in the dormitory?"

Harry didn't say a word, and the two of them plunged into it with their heads shut, slumping headlong on the benches in the lounge.

“…… I knew it. Ron blushed and said angrily. I knew that this guy wasn't as reluctant as he said he was at all, and if you look at Brandi's expression just now, the nosebleed is going to spurt out! I don't know how happy I am at this time - there is such a beautiful senior sister who uses her forehead to test his body temperature, and she has to ask him to help with the massage! It's really—ahh It's so angry! ”

"We were worried about whether he would be exposed, so we skipped class and ran over to see him off! If we had known this was the case, we should have insisted on pulling Hermione out of the classroom - if she had seen Brandy's appearance, she might have blown her lungs out~"

"Traitor to the revolution!"

"Spies!"

"The scum of the kidneys all over the body!"

“…………”

There was no one in the common room, so Ron and Harry let out the subtle sourness in their hearts, searching for all the words that would make them happy, and despise someone who made a big deal angry. But as the resentment in his heart was evacuated little by little, Harry slowly closed his mouth and frowned, and a subtle sense of disobedience appeared in his mind.

"Hey, Harry, you don't think you're jealous because Autumn took Brandy's hand. People don't know Britney is a boy......" Ron waved his hand in front of him with some concern, "You're not going to take seriously what she said about living with Brandi." ”

"Hey! It's not going to be okay... How could I be jealous of such a thing! Hearing Qiu's name, Harry reflexively jumped to his feet, desperately arguing. I just felt like something wasn't quite right. You think, Britney is her classmate, how could she not know that Ravenclaw doesn't have such a third-grader? But she chose to help Brandi in this situation...... Apparently she knew something—but if she knew from Professor Dumbledore that Britney was Brandi, how could she possibly offer to live in the same dormitory as Brandi? ”

He was entangled, entangled, and slowly, a hint of crying and laughing slowly appeared on his face.

"Harry? What do you think of? ”

"Do you remember the voice-changing potion that Brandi used......"

“…… Too! You mean—" Ron froze for a moment, and an unbelievable answer came to his mind.

"I think so, Autumn Zhang, she- will she think of Britney as Hermione after using magic to change her appearance!"

Ron leapt to his feet, Harry's ugly face reflected in his eyes.

"Quick! We'll have to talk to Hermione about what to do—if it's a little later, maybe they'll be going to live together!" ”

"Chirp~~~"

And at this moment, with a tired chirp, a long-lost snow-white figure suddenly appeared by the window of the tower. The owl flapped its wings weakly, and a thin letter was tethered to its feet.

"It's Hedwig!"

Opening the window to let Hedwig in, Harry looked at Hedwig, who had lost a lot of weight, but couldn't remember when he had sent him to deliver something—so he untied the strip of cloth from his paws and held the letter in his hand. I don't know if it has been raining before, and the handwriting on the envelope has been blurred.

"Open it and see?" Ron suggested.

Harry hesitated and opened the envelope......

"My dear son?" As soon as he saw the beginning, Harry was stunned. He wasn't sure if he should read on......

This was clearly not a letter addressed to him, but why did it appear on Hedwig's feet?

"Keep reading, or we won't even know who it's for."

Harry glanced at Ron and continued.

"I'm glad to hear from you, I didn't expect you stinky boy to write to your father. Although the purpose of writing the letter may be a bit conflicting with what I expected...... As for the sister you mentioned - sister! ”

Harry paused, his eyes widening as the lines swept by, as if he had seen the most ridiculous of things. After a while, he moved his lips with difficulty, and a few words popped out.

"Ron, this is Brandi's father's reply to him."

"Huh?" Ron twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the half-dead Hedwig. "I said I haven't seen it for a long time, and the co-author was thrown by Brandy to Africa to deliver a letter - poor Hedwig, who has been on the road for three or four months!"

Strangely, there was silence in the common room, and Ron couldn't wait for Harry's grumblings.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Harry swallowed, his voice unusually dry. "Ah, yes, something is wrong."

"Selph, she's not Brandy's sister at all." As he said this, it was like a block of ice sliding into his stomach, and he felt cold all over.

His father said he hadn't asked any of his sisters to find Brandy, and he didn't have any so-called illegitimate daughters. Brandi - Brandi doesn't have a sister at all! ”