Chapter 40: Professor Tom, I will definitely repay you
Everyone who knew Gretel blessed him when they said goodbye to him, but there was pity in their eyes.
Just as the secret of the Savior spread like wildfire, the uninformed spread the word.
The fact that he was targeted by the mysterious man became known to everyone in Hogwarts.
Everyone knew that because of being targeted by the mysterious man, Gretel had no choice but to stay in school alone until they started school.
Terry's grades turned out to be surprisingly good, which meant he had a good vacation.
But for the sake of friendship, he even proposed to Gretel to spend the holidays with him at Hogwarts.
Only to be rejected by Gretel, he patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I won't miss home. I really intend to stay with you."
It wasn't until Gretel repeatedly refused, saying that he had other arrangements for the holiday, that Terry reluctantly gave up his idea.
In order to avoid Death Eaters attacking on the train, he was also worried that other young wizards would be in danger.
So Gretel did not leave Hogwarts with the large army.
After everyone leaves, Professor Flitwick will escort him and send him out of Hogwarts.
Until I watched him leave with the portkey.
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"Gretel, the time has come, let's get ready to go."
Professor Flitwick looked at the time and took Gretel to the open space in front of the castle.
In Gretel's shocked eyes, Professor Flitwick took out his transportation device.
Gretel never expected that what Professor Flitwick took out from the package of the Traceless Extension Spell was actually an airship.
He had known that the experience of apparating was similar to that of a wizard bus, and neither was very good.
Therefore, if it were not for the rush of time, every wizard would have his own car.
The choice for most people is a broomstick.
Professor Flitwick's figure obviously does not fit in with the current mainstream flying broomsticks.
Like all people who don't like flying broomsticks, he also modified his own vehicle.
The airship grew in length when exposed to the wind, and did not stop expanding until it became the size of a room.
The whole body is fusiform. Unlike the Muggle airships, Professor Flitwick's car does not have airbags.
"Let's go and show you my airship."
Professor Flitwick was full of pride. This was a technology that belonged to the time when the Goblin Kingdom had not been defeated by wizards.
It is almost extinct now, and it took many years of transformation to become what it is now.
Entering the airship, Grete realized that it was not that the airship did not have a gondola, but that it had no airbags.
In other words, because of the flying spell, the air bag itself becomes a hanging basket.
The interior of the airship is divided into three parts. The first part is the cockpit in the front cabin.
I don’t know if it was influenced by the steam era in the past, but there are rows of joysticks in the cab.
However, according to Professor Flitwick, those operating levers have no effect and are mainly guided by the driver's magic and consciousness.
Behind the cockpit is the lounge.
A small bed, a dining table, and sofas surrounding the dining table are all fixed on the deck at the feet.
The rear of the airship is the storage room of this vehicle.
At Professor Flitwick's signal, Gretchen opened the small door at the end.
He could confirm at a glance that this storage room was definitely under a traceless stretching spell, as several shelves were slowly filled with all kinds of food.
Many of them belong to Professor Flitwick's collection.
The most conspicuous shelf at the entrance is the small cake that Gretel is familiar with and used by Professor Flitwick to comfort the little wizards.
Although he didn't go in, Grete could still smell the smell of wheat juice wafting from the bottom of the tail cabin.
He had known that Professor Flitwick loved to drink, and there were several bottles on the bookshelf in his office.
Besides, there are some adult wizards who don’t like drinking.
Even Snape, who had a stern smile and a serious face, once guided Gretel in preparing potions while smelling of alcohol.
His state was really shocking.
In order to seal the deal, Snape even acquiesced to Gretel and took away from him two bottles of hiccup potion that he had finally prepared.
You know, that is an excellent potion for dealing with wizards.
This potion, which looks like a dreamy blue bellflower color, will make it impossible for anyone to recite the magic spell smoothly once it is taken.
Looking down from the airship's port window is different from the scenery seen on the Hogwarts train.
No wonder humans desire to conquer the sky.
The feeling of having the whole world at your feet is truly intoxicating.
The clouds passing by outside the window seemed to be within reach.
I don't know which spell Professor Flitwick activated, and all the walls in the cabin became transparent.
For a moment, Grete felt as if he was flying, and even the whistling wind in his ears was simulated by the magic spell.
It wasn't until he was far away from Hogwarts that Professor Flitwick found an open space and stopped.
"It's right here. According to Albus, there may be Death Eaters coming any further away.
Although those rats have no abilities, they are still quite annoying."
As expected, he was a master of dueling, a Death Eater who terrified the British wizarding world. However, Dean Flitwick only received the comment of being a nasty rat.
Taking out the door key that had been modified from his pocket, Gretel held it solemnly in his hand.
By the way, in the British wizarding world, it is illegal to make door keys privately.
Grete didn't realize this until just before using it.
"Headmaster Dumbledore is indeed the famous White Devil. No wonder the Ministry of Magic..."
Before finishing his thoughts, Gretel disappeared in front of Professor Flitwick in a burst of space distortion.
In a city far away from Hogwarts, a gloomy voice came from an old sofa.
"Catch up and let the person who just left come back. He is no longer in the UK."
On a hot June day, there was actually a fireplace burning in this old and dilapidated apartment.
A wrinkled old man huddled on the sofa, squeezing his orders from his throat.
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Gretel had known the portkey's journey would not be friendly.
But he didn't know it would be so uncomfortable.
Compared with apparation, the difference between the two is like, one is a household rotary washing machine, and the other is an endless cement mixer.
Gretel was in a very embarrassed state when he landed. He lay on the ground, with retching sounds coming out of his throat from time to time.
"Perhaps my invention can still be put to use.
Dear Professor Tom, I will definitely retaliate (cross out repayment) against you." Grete thought as he lay on the ground.
After all, if the message could be delivered easily, no one would want to endure the vertigo.
Keeping this incident in mind, Grete decided to do some research during this vacation in America.
If it is really possible, his business territory will soon be expanded.
"Come, boy, drink it."
Grete was still resisting the dizziness caused by the portkey, when an old, but gentle voice came from his head.
The first thing I saw was the turquoise potion, with silvery white steam emitting from the opened bottle.
Gretel, who has sufficient experience in brewing potions, can be sure that the bottle in front of him is the most suitable demulcent for him at this moment.
After thanking him hurriedly, Gretel grabbed the potion bottle and drank it in one gulp.
Only after reheating the demulcent can it exert its own effect, and the warm liquid slides into the stomach bag.
But a wave of coolness arose, traveling all the way up his spine, until it soothed Gretel's discomfort caused by the space transition.
The dizziness disappeared, and Grete felt as if he had just saved his life.
He regretted now that he had not returned from Snape's office with a few more bottles.
Gretel, who was in regret, did not realize that the demulcent would not be effective if it was not reheated.
After returning to normal, Gretel stood up and immediately thanked the savior in front of him.