Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

April 12, the weather was sunny.

At five o'clock in the morning, Bourne opened his eyes habitually. After washing, he prepared to go for morning exercises. He planned to have his last breakfast before the Hogwarts holiday, and then go to Hogsmeade village to catch the train back to London. Grandpa Horace said he would wait for him at the station.

But when he ran into the castle gate from the Black Lake with the panting Ruth, and then walked into the banquet hall and canteen next to it, he saw an unexpected person appear here.

"Grandpa Horace, why are you here?"

Bourne was a little surprised and ran over, but still obediently hugged the old man whom he had not seen for a long time.

At this time, for the first time, the former Head of Slytherin House was sitting next to the long table commonly used by Gryffindor. He was wearing a full waxed hunting suit and was holding a half-eaten bacon sandwich in his hand. The house elf Momo also followed him. She was so excited that she shed tears after seeing her little master whom she hadn't seen for months.

Bourne also hugged Momo, and finally he urgently woke up the little Khan, who was still sleeping soundly until just now, wearing a nightgown and using the thick hair of Rus as Simmons and quilt, so that he could perform for Momo. After a very exciting show, he finally managed to persuade the house elf who was too emotionally explicit.

At the same time, he also inevitably noticed that two large suitcases with "S" marks were stacked on top of the long table, as if Horace was going on a long trip for some reason.

Seeing that Bourne was slightly lost in thought looking at those boxes, Horace immediately smiled and said: "Bourne, hurry up and eat something. We have to rush to Hogsmeade in a while, but it's not going to London by train. Remember to customize What about the broomstick? Let’s go to the broomstick factory today.”

Bourne asked with some surprise: "Grandpa Horace, how do we get to the broomstick factory? Did you also bring a broomstick so that we can fly there together later?"

As far as he knew, his uncle usually liked a comfortable life and had no interest in things like riding a broomstick. Bourne had never seen Horace's broomstick before when he lived at home.

A smile appeared on Horace's face, as if his plot had succeeded, and he said slyly: "I told you in advance, what kind of surprise is that? Get ready, I guarantee you will be very satisfied with my arrangement, this will definitely be a surprise for you An experience of a lifetime.”

Because it was a holiday today, many little wizards were sleeping in. They were going to get on the train in Hogsmeade Village and then have something to eat on the train.

There was no one in the banquet hall, but after Bourne had breakfast, he changed into a set of the same oil-wax hunting suit that Horace specially prepared for him.

Since he had already communicated with Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore, Professor Slughorn did not need to say any more greetings. He took Bourne directly out of Hogwarts Castle and walked all the way down the mountain to Hogwart. nearby, but they did not enter the village.

Horace took out a tourmaline table lamp with a copper base and a green lampshade from the suitcase. It looked like an antique.

"It is a home-type door key that I applied for from the Ministry of Magic. The movement during transmission is slightly smaller, and the side effects during transmission are also slightly lighter."

Horace placed the portkey on the ground.

"Now, listen to my command and let's touch this lamp together."

"Attention, countdown, three, two, one."

When Horace counted to "one", he immediately stretched out a finger to touch the lampshade of the desk lamp, and Bourne stretched out his finger in a similar manner.

Then, Bourne felt as if he was thrown into a washing machine and began to spin rapidly around the desk lamp. The strong centrifugal force suddenly made his body parallel to the ground.

However, because of the magic on the door key, his fingers were still firmly stuck to the lampshade.

Several times the acceleration of gravity was exerted on him in an instant, just like the gravity overload experience usually only experienced by fighter pilots and astronauts.

Of course, for Bourne, this level of gravity overload is not so much a test as it evokes some nostalgia for the past.

However, this nostalgia only lasted a few seconds, because the experience of gravity overload soon gradually weakened.

As Horace just said, this tourmaline desk lamp is a home version of a door key registered by the Ministry of Magic. Although its transmission distance is limited, the transmission experience (dense fog) is much better than ordinary door keys.

The complete transmission process lasted about seven seconds before Bourne's feet touched the ground again.

"As expected of the Slughorn family," Horace looked at Bourne with a smile and praised.

Horace was very satisfied that Little Bourne did not suffer from dizziness, vomiting or other adverse reactions when using a door key like some weak wizards.

Bourne looked around and found that the place where their grandfather and grandson arrived using the portkey was on the side of the road at a road intersection. There was a road sign with a crossbar on the top standing next to it, but only the writing on it was bare. contour.

Not far behind them, parked was an old dark green Muggle car that looked very dated. It was also a convertible with two large suitcases piled on the back seat.

"Momo has already brought our luggage here for us," Horace explained to Bourne while leading Bourne towards the car: "When you learn to apparate when you are 17, we can do it without a portkey. Come on a trip that just comes and goes.

Hey, that's authentic. "

Walking to the side of the classic car, Horace asked Bourne to sit in the passenger seat, while he expertly started the ignition, shifted gears, stepped on the clutch, and started driving.

"This Duesenberg was when I was young and wrote to Newt Scamander - the uncle of the little wizard Theseus you knew, who is now the Career of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts. Substitute professor - let him buy me a Muggle automatic carriage from America."

Horace proudly showed off to Bourne: "Fasten your seat belt, this Muggle carriage is going very fast. It is said that the Muggle craftsmen hid dozens of horses in the car, although I never found it. No trace of the Stretching Spell.”

After saying that, he lightly stepped on the accelerator pedal, and Duesenberg started to "speed" at a speed of seven or eight miles.

Several times, listening to the abnormal "buzzing" noise coming from the engine, Bourne wanted to help Horace change the gear that had not been changed since the start.

However, he still resisted the urge to take action, because experience told him that correcting the driver's driving habits could easily displease the machine spirit.

"Little Bourne, now you know why I asked you to put on a hunting suit. How exciting it is to drive around!" Like an experienced driver, Horace only controlled the steering wheel with his right hand and leaned his left elbow on the car door.

Fortunately, there weren't many people on this road. Otherwise, if he were driving a left-hand drive car on the right and in the opposite direction, he might not be able to drive very far and get into a traffic accident.

Unknowingly, accompanied by the hum of the engine and the popping sound of the exhaust pipe, they arrived at a village inhabited by dozens of families.

"We're here," Horace stepped on the brakes, remembering to change the gear to neutral, and then turned the key to turn off the engine.