Miss Rinne of the Jingu family was so proud that she actually sent a Boeing 747 that could accommodate 500 passengers.
After the renovation, many entertainment facilities were added, and the passenger capacity was reduced to 20.
Vincent felt a little guilty for receiving such luxurious treatment.
The bigger the occasion, the more difficult the journey.
Lunch is recognized as a bland Japanese food.
The ingredients are fresh and taste good, but I'm not used to eating sashimi.
Chief Butler Changji saw a hint of uneasiness in his expression and silently adjusted the dinner menu.
Japan is 8 hours faster than the UK and the flight takes nearly 12 hours in total.
We took off at noon and arrived at our destination in the afternoon.
There are small cinemas, gyms, bars and other entertainment facilities inside the aircraft.
After resting for nearly half an hour after the meal, Vincent walked into the gym alone under the leadership of Changji.
As a qualified steward, you can easily ignore his existence.
But when you are in need, he will always appear in front of you immediately.
Although the space is small, it is fully equipped.
Vincent exercised a little for an hour, receiving the towels and bottled water from Changji.
"Master Wayne, I have put the hot water on."
After taking a shower, he passed by the theater and went in to take a look.
"Sailor Moon of love and justice, Sailor Moon! I will destroy you on behalf of the moon!"
I got goosebumps on the spot.
What's even more creepy is that there are not only Qiu and Marietta inside, but also Hermione and Daphne who are also staring at it.
In Changji's sight, Vincent quietly closed the door.
Little boys have all fantasized about turning into light. This is nothing to be surprised about.
He walked outside the bar where explosive music was playing and caught a glimpse of three small figures.
James held a goblet, took Neville's hand and shook his little head together.
The cup was empty, and both of their clothes were wet.
Judging from the color, it should be a cocktail with a very low alcohol content.
Alfred was lying on the sofa, his face was red, and he looked like he was drunk.
No matter how low the degree is, they are still only 12 years old!
"Have you been out on the high seas?"
Changji nodded solemnly, "Master Wayne, this passenger plane is the eldest lady's personal car. Government without demons - the Muggle government cannot restrain us."
Vincent's eyes twitched a little, "That's good."
When he returned to the cockpit, he saw Cedric and Rolf serving him extra meals.
The knife skills are uneven, so it should have been cooked by two people.
"You're here just in time. Do you want to try the butter-fried salmon we made?"
"No." Vincent sat on the seat and looked at Changji, who was standing respectfully outside.
"I'll take a rest first. Butler Changji, please wake me up during dinner."
"Okay, Master Wayne."
He closed the cubicle door, adjusted his seat and closed his eyes.
Hermione and the other little witches were okay, but James and the others really went too far.
He had a very strong premonition.
This vacation without adults is not easy, and it most likely won’t be easy.
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Hogwarts Castle.
A grand dinner is being held in the auditorium.
Dumbledore left after announcing the banquet.
He returned to the principal's office and poured the memories he collected during the day into the Pensieve.
It wasn't until countless fireworks lit up in the sky of the castle that he raised his head with a solemn face.
Perhaps the information in his memory was too important, and even the noise outside could not stop his thoughts.
Since he is the heir of Slytherin, Voldemort must have collected those relics.
The double snake staff is outside the Invermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the death of the previous owner of the locket was particularly bizarre.
House elves make mistakes, but it is impossible to kill their master by mistake.
Decades ago, Dumbledore had visited the elf when he was captured.
Her name is Hao Qi, and her owner is Hepzibah Smith, who claims to be a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff, a wealthy lady who loves collecting.
In his conversation with Hao Qi, he knew that Voldemort was the one responsible, and that Slytherin's locket and Hufflepuff's golden cup were the key to this tragedy.
During the day, he made a special trip to the origin of the tragedy, the Bojin Bock store.
After a "friendly" exchange with Mr. Bojin, the other party voluntarily handed over this memory.
The locket inherited from Salazar Slytherin by the Gaunt family is only worth 10 Galleons?
Big black businessman!
Big profiteer!
The reason why Voldemort rejected multiple employment invitations from the Ministry of Magic and chose to work in Borgin Bock's store was probably because of this relic that was sold to Mrs. Smith.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
Although there was no conclusive evidence, Dumbledore, who had become the headmaster at the time, once again rejected the application for Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Now that he knew the truth, he couldn't help but be glad that he had trusted his instincts, and regretted not continuing the investigation at that time.
"Peng——" A huge firework in the shape of a fire dragon exploded outside the window.
"These bad boys!" Phineas yelled, waking up Dumbledore.
Living in regret cannot change the status quo.
Now that we already know what the two Horcruxes are, all that remains is to find them both.
"Albus? Are you alive again?"
"Phineas, watch your words!"
While the two former principals were fighting each other, he got up and went to the window to enjoy the fireworks show.
"Minerva should be fine. Severus's words..."
The smile on Dumbledore's face was very bright, as if something particularly interesting was going to happen next.
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Outside the castle.
Under the leadership of Fred and George, the students each held a bundle of small long sticks and released Wesla swoosh fireworks into the sky that could explode various things.
The latest version has improved stability so that one shot can last for at least 10 minutes.
Ron used the wand that was about to break in half to explode a phoenix about ten feet tall.
"Harry, it's a good thing we didn't travel with you!" He threw the fireworks high into the sky,
"I bet the scenery over there isn't as beautiful as this one!"
Harry raised his head and looked at the countless fireworks lighting up the night sky.
The orange-red color is not only not too monotonous, but also makes the originally quiet and dark castle full of life.
The light shines into the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest.
Several long and large tentacles poked out of the lake, and then the pointed head of Kraken was revealed.
Its big exposed round eyes looked at the sky, and its eight big hands excitedly slapped the lake surface.
Jomgand came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, stopped behind Hagrid and spit out the letter.
It was rare that the Acromantula and the centaurs did not get into a fight, and they all gathered around to enjoy this unprecedented fireworks show.
"Ron, you're right!" Harry held the wand tightly and chanted the spell towards the fireworks in his other hand.
"Swish-swish-" He blew up a small castle.
“This is the best Christmas ever!”
Every time the small castle explodes, it will grow bigger.
It gradually grew larger, until it was only a quarter the size of Hogwarts Castle.
Dumbledore in the principal's office, including McGonagall on the second floor and the professors and staff on other floors, all looked out the window with smiles.
Only Snape walked out of the Batcave with a gloomy face.
Although his expression was particularly terrifying, his eyes still betrayed his true thoughts.