After Alan watched Cheryl go to the hospital, Cheryl went to the hospital.
"Clap, clap, clap …"
Applause sounded behind Allen. He looked back and saw Mrs. Rosmerta standing at the door and applauding happily. Hermione and Leonard also appeared at the door.
"Allen … It seems that you do have your own considerations in these matters. Just take my advice as a reference, but I still hope you can be more cautious … During the World Wizard Duel Competition, Jessica and I will be there to cheer for Ian …" Leonard patted Allen's shoulder and showed a warm smile. "Don't look at me like that. You don't need this, do you? I heard that the organizing committee is having a headache because of your existence. Many contestants have begun to consider withdrawing after watching your live broadcast. "
The remaining dark clouds in the sky condensed again, and the sunlight that had just appeared was temporarily blocked again. But it seemed that it would not be long before it cleared up.
Leonard was very warmly greeted by Mrs. Rosmerta. He left the Three Brooms Tavern with a backpack full of various drinks and snacks. He had cast a Traceless Stretching Spell.
"Hermione, let's go to the nearby expansion site and have a look." Allen invited Hermione, then turned to the guards and said, "Make yourselves at home. I'll send Miss Granger home later."
Without hesitation, the guards obeyed Allen's instructions, but they all chose to stay in Hogsmeade in case the situation changed.
Walking slowly along the street of Hogsmeade, Allen and Hermione did not enter any shops like the first time they came to Hogsmeade. Now because of the holiday, these shops were deserted. Some shops were surrounded by three small obelisks engraved with magic characters, as if to mark that they were controlled by the pureblood family behind them.
Looking out of Hogsmeade Village, one could vaguely make out the rough division of the village by looking at the neat stone walls erected in a circle. From afar, one could see that some buildings with spires were beginning to take shape. The scale of the buildings was impressive enough for the sparse population of the adepts.
Some wizards wearing clothes with umbrella symbols shuttled through these huge building embryos, using magic wands to command various huge materials to build. Compared to the Muggle, the speed of building with magic was amazing.
Although according to the basic law of Gump's Transfiguration, the permanent buildings could not be transformed after the magic dissipated, but with the help of sufficient raw materials and magic, they could completely ignore many steps. Those areas were completely shrouded in flames and fog caused by the high temperature. The metal forged by the hot alchemy flame was commanded to transform into the shape of a steel frame. Cement powder, stones, and water were directed to fly to these targets before they began to mix. The time needed to wait for solidification was also completely skipped.
Clanking and clanking noises filled the air from the buildings that were built in the blink of an eye. But the construction was going on in an orderly manner. Large pieces of stone flew into the air and were built according to the intricate blueprints. The unsegmented lumber was transported to a pile. The wizards used their magic to move the heavy building materials and waved the wands in their hands recklessly, shaping the building materials into the shape they wanted. If it was not for the fact that they had to set up various magical effects such as Traceless Expansion Spells, constant temperature, and insect repellent spells, as well as the time needed for the details of the renovation, the construction would not have taken an entire holiday.
Glancing at the orderly construction site, Hermione whose obsessive-compulsive disorder was satisfied slowed down her anxious tone. "Allen, I just wanted to tell you that Firenze told me that recently, some wizards have been in contact with the centaur tribe. They are inciting the centaurs, saying that we will chase them out of the forbidden forest when we expand and other ridiculous reasons. They are hinting that they will stand up and resist. Some of them even gave them some enchanted bows and arrows."
"My relationship with the centaurs was because we completed a … trade when we were in the first year? Hmm, you can say that. After that, our relationship has been very good. It's alright … "Allen stroked his bald chin and did not mind." How is the design of your parents' house? "
"Allen! I know that the centaurs have a very good relationship with you. Due to their trust towards you Allen and their distrust towards the pureblood families, they did not accept the temptations of the pureblood families at first … But as time went by, with our large-scale construction projects, they saw that we are going to build a large scale dragon farm near the forbidden forest and also move the Umbrella Magical Creature Sanctuary over. Firenze said that many of them were very worried … Many centaurs trust you and do not believe that you will chase them away. But when they think about being neighbors with ferocious magical creatures like the Fire Dragon, they are very uneasy. "Hermione crossed her arms and furrowed her brows.
Allen was not as worried as Hermione. He raised his hand to feel the cool breeze after the rain. "Hermione, the summer is hot … But after the rain, the weather is very cool … Since the sun is not completely out yet, why don't we ride a broom and fly around Hogsmeade for a while? I remember that you didn't seem to have had enough the last time. "
"Allen! I think this is a very serious matter. " Hermione pursed her lips in disagreement. "Listen to me, the tone of Firenze's voice … You know, he was originally chased out, but the centaurs are so uneasy that they need him to inform us …" Hermione shook her head. "Maybe it's the same reason why Gaia and the rest prefer to stay with Lunn. In the centaurs' eyes, you've been influenced by black magic in recent years, causing these sensitive creatures to have a change in attitude. Firenze is very worried … Some of the impulsive young colts in the centaur tribe have a change in attitude towards the dragon farm … Uh, colts is what he calls them, he's worried that these young centaurs will be incited … You know, they expanded their territory after we captured the eight-eyed giant spider …"
"Don't worry Hermione, the centaurs are a very trustworthy race. They're different from humans, humans pursue benefits while centaurs value friendship. Regardless of whether they're suspicious of me or not, they won't take the initiative to destroy our friendly relationship … They won't attack me first. Firenze is more worried that something will happen on my side, so he's reminding me … You know, us wizards aren't much better than fairies among these intelligent creatures." Allen's serious voice brushed away the anxiety between Hermione's brows. Allen then resumed his mischievous smile. "And even if they're really incited or we need them … Hermione, don't forget that centaurs are believers of many fairies, and the Hogwarts … still believe in the goddess of luck!"
"That's Luna's lying!" Hermione followed her usual routine of saying that she did not agree with what she thought was immoral, but she also let go of the matter that had been weighing on her mind for a long time.
Hermione recalled Allen's suggestion. She didn't want to be a wet blanket, and because of the Quidditch competition, Hermione felt a little addicted. She excitedly shouted. "Let's go, I'll bring you around Black Lake, the residential area is there … Let's use a flying broom!" Hermione seemed to feel that she was too excited, so she paused and added. "This way, we can have a bird's eye view of the school."
"Okay." Allen replied. He reached into his waist pouch to take out two flying brooms, but just as he placed his hand on his pouch, he heard Hermione call out. "Allen, come on up. I'll carry you this time, you can give me some pointers."
Seeing that Hermione had already taken out a brand-new crossbow, Allen was surprised that she had already bought him the best broom. His hand that was reaching into his waist pouch paused. He saw that Hermione's face had changed from her usual resistance to flying brooms, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement because she was about to fly. Allen swallowed his saliva as he recalled the previous competition where Hermione rode the cornflower at the speed of a crossbow bolt. He walked stiffly behind Hermione, sat on her back, and put his hand on her waist. "Hermione, I think it's better for you to fly slowly, just like how Mrs. Huo Qi taught you in the flying lesson."
"Allen, don't worry. I've secretly practiced riding the cornflower a few times, even though this is the first time I'm carrying a person." Hermione looked like a good student who had secretly done some pranks. She was inexplicably excited. "I'll show you my progress. This time, I'll take you to the sky!"
"Uh … Hermione, since you want my guidance … I think it's better for you to fly slowly, just like how Mrs. Huo Qi taught you in the flying lesson …" Before Allen could finish his words, he felt his body suddenly lean back. He instinctively grabbed the ground to prevent himself from being thrown out. The broom controlled by Hermione didn't have any transition speed at all. It just flew up into the sky.
"Whoosh …" Hermione found that she couldn't speak normally because of the strong wind in her mouth. She turned her head and shouted, "Allen!!! Are the crossbow bolts and cornflowers different?! How do I brake?!!! "
Allen was shocked by the high speed, which even a professional athlete in Quidditch had never experienced before. His shouts were squeezed into "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds by the wind pressure.
(End of Chapter)
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