"Fox!" Hermione shouted in surprise when she opened the compartment door after changing to another train.
The compartment this time is not as spacious as the one on the Golden Eagle train. It is no different from the sleeper berth on the ordinary train. There are two narrow beds that look like seats and beds, and a small table. Even the windows
Only half its original size.
And a big fiery red bird was squatting quietly on the table, giving Tom and Hermione a surprise when they pushed the door in.
At least the two of them don't have to think about how to get back to Hogwarts - with Fox, the world is as close as a neighbor. For express delivery, choose Fox.
While the train was carrying Tom and Hermione across the land of Siberia, Evans was carrying the victims of the Dream Flower noisily.
This was not an easy job. It took a lot of effort to take a dozen people away from the KGB's nose, but Evans did it.
At this time, Evans was wearing a mask and staying in a dark room. There was a person lying on the table in front of him - he was also an acquaintance of Tom, the one who acted as the between Tom and Dream Flower in the dining car.
The waiter at the megaphone.
Evans took out his wand and pointed it at the waiter's head. A magic spell flashed, and the waiter's heavenly spirit cap was peeled off, exposing the intricate roots inside. These roots would tremble slightly when exposed to the air. As for the
The brain that should have been in the head has disappeared without a trace, and only a little bit of brain tissue remains on the surface of the rhizome.
Evans poked the rhizome. The rhizome shrank like a living octopus, and its body shook a few times while trying. A look of disgust flashed across Evans' face, and then the tip of the wand popped out.
A burst of flame burst out, burning the mass into ashes.
After the rhizome turned into a ball of ashes, the waiter's body stopped shaking and he was completely dead.
He made the recipe according to the law and opened several gourds. The conditions inside were almost the same, except for the number of rhizomes. Some rhizomes had even sprouted. If left unchecked, a brand new Dream Flower might appear after a while.
The top of the waiter's head was born. Evans took a deep breath after burning all the flower roots, and collected the last few intact people or the Dream Flower culture medium.
After Evans packed up all this, he walked out of the darkroom. Now, he was busy, and so was Dumbledore.
Soon, Evans met Dumbledore. Dumbledore was a little more haggard than before. It could be seen that the running around in the recent period had consumed a lot of the old man's energy.
After listening to Evans' narration and seeing the legendary dream flower with his own eyes, Dumbledore couldn't sit still. He stood up with a serious expression.
"The Swiss Auror and his colleagues have a big problem, as well as those missing people... If a new Dreamflower is hatched, the consequences will be disastrous - we need to act immediately." He led Evans quickly.
left his office.
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"Is this Vladivostok?" Hermione got off the train and felt the autumn wind blowing on her face. The weather was really cold.
"Yeah, we've arrived at the terminal." Tom stretched out beside Hermione. He had just taken a nap and took the time to go to the Wizards' Guild.
"There is good news. Our mission review has passed, and now we are C-level members of the guild." Tom shared the good news he heard with Hermione. The desert exploration mission he had previously accepted was rated D-level.
Mission - The guild personnel did not find anything valuable in the ruins. A D-level mission was not enough for them to upgrade, but including the train investigation mission was enough.
"It's good," Hermione said, brushing her hair that was messed up by the wind, bringing up the scent of shampoo. For wizards, it didn't matter that there was no bathing place on the train. They always thought of a way.
Can solve problems through magic.
So even though the two of them spent six days and seven nights on the train, their bodies were still clean.
After walking onto solid ground, both of them could not help but tilt their necks and stretch their muscles. But this was not the first time they had been down to earth in the past few days. In fact, the trains on the Trans-Siberian Railway would not cross Asia in one go.
Continental Europe. It will stop at more than a dozen stations along the way, allowing passengers to get off the bus and move around for a while to experience the customs and customs of the Near and Far East.
However, no matter how beautiful the customs and customs are, you can only watch them for a while. The train will not stop for too long. This time is enough for the passengers on the train to get off and walk around a few times and buy some local specialties - the towns passing by are poor.
Quite frankly, every train carrying passengers is a huge business opportunity for local farmers.
The time after the train started was very boring. Although the scenery outside the window was beautiful, you would get tired of looking at it every day. Tom and Hermione looked at the Siberian scenery with interest at first and the other passengers on the train.
After playing cards, I finally took out my homework and started studying.
"Hermione, come here!" Tom saw a stone monument and quickly called Hermione over. He knew that this was a famous attraction here: Monument 9288. The monument is four meters high and made of black marble. The body of the monument is rounded from the bottom to the top.
It is composed of geometric shapes. On the top of the stele is placed the Russian double-headed eagle national emblem, with the four copper characters "9288" inlaid on it, marking the distance between the end of the Trans-Siberian Railway and the capital Moscow, which is 9288 kilometers.
Seeing that there was no one around the monument, Tom quickly called Hermione over. He wanted to take a photo with Hermione here. As for the camera, that was not a problem at all. There were some small vendors around the train stop, including some that took photos.
Laundry service.
"Three, two, one, Ypa!" With a flash of light, Tom and Hermione's figures were forever printed on the photo. A quarter of an hour later, they got their own group photo.
The two stood together, Hermione nestled in Tom's arms, the sun shone on their faces, everything was frozen here.
"I've seen too many moving photos, but I'm a little uncomfortable seeing the non-moving photos." Hermione looked at the motionless two people in the photo and couldn't help laughing.
"It's quite unique." Tom handed the photo to Hermione and looked at the corner of the station. "It's time to go back to Hogwarts."
In the corner of the station, Fox was standing on a small shelf combing his feathers. Obviously, Fox was waiting for Tom and the others.
"There are still many things to do..." Tom sighed and put his hand on Fox's tail.
The next moment, the two people disappeared from the place.