It turns out there's not just one way to move a door key.
After Grindelwald's improvement, Elena's trip back to school was not that uncomfortable - compared to the previous bad feeling of being hooked in the belly button, the "Portkey 2.0" experience using the stone slab as the medium
Obviously much better.
It was still the same speed as a roller coaster, and the floor was like a quagmire, trapping her in it.
They flew forward like a gust of wind, unable to see anything clearly.
There is no doubt that the transmission principle of the portkey is not the editing of spatial coordinates. Elena has realized a long time ago that whether it is the portkey or the phantom migration... they are actually more similar to entering a curved space and moving along the three-dimensional world.
The invisible road in the "perspective" goes forward, the speed is still there, it is just a shortcut.
Of course, in terms of results, in the eyes of most people, there is not much difference between teleportation and space teleportation.
Before Elena could finish the thoughts in her mind, this journey was over.
With a snap, the stone slab that was supposed to decorate the streets of Salzburg was exquisitely inlaid on the ground. It was spliced together with the surrounding street stone slabs. It didn't look out of place - or in other words, both sides were originally the same.
structure.
Just as they had set out in the morning, they returned to the gate of Hogwarts.
Beyond the tall stone pillars at the castle entrance, decorated with winged boar sculptures on top, the Hogwarts Castle not far away is now completely shrouded in night, and the towering towers stand out against the dark night sky.
It was even darker, and occasionally one or two windows could be seen casting a dazzling red light on the tower.
"It seems that there are many guests in the school tonight?"
Luna Lovegood's eyes fell on the oak door of the castle, pointed, and said in an ethereal voice.
"I think they seem a little unhappy. Should we go and see them..."
Following Luna's voice, Elena and the others subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction of Luna's finger.
In the cold Scottish night air, dozens of "ghost" carriages were parked next to the stone steps - normally, except for the beginning of school and holidays, they are usually parked on the platform of Hogward.
will appear here.
"Oh, Luna, the coach won't feel bad—"
Hermione glanced at the carriage in front of the castle and shrank her shoulders abruptly.
"But I know one thing, if you keep standing here, we're going to freeze."
After getting along with her for more than half a year, she has become accustomed to Luna Lovegood's occasional fantasy remarks. Although she does not agree with this illusion, Hermione has to admit that in some aspects, Luna is indeed better than many others.
People need to be more sensitive.
Next to Hermione Granger, Hannah also rubbed her hands and nodded in agreement.
She hadn't felt it when she played in Salzburg before, but for some reason, as soon as she returned to Hogwarts, all the fatigue and hunger that had been hidden in her body surged up. Hannah Abbott
Now I just want to quickly enter the warm castle, have a good meal, and then lie in the middle of the soft velvet quilt and have a good sleep.
As for whether the "Magic Carriage" would be unhappy, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to it right now.
"I'm not talking about the carriage, I'm talking about those big horses..." Luna blinked and explained seriously.
"Malaysia? Well...it seems like it's something we can't see again..."
Hermione and Hannah exchanged glances, saw confusion in each other's eyes, and then said helplessly.
"But -" A trace of stubbornness flashed in Luna's silver eyes.
"It's okay," before the girl could finish her words, Elena gently squeezed Luna's cold hand, "The Hogwarts house elves should go back to take care of them later, and wait until the kitchen work is finished -
—Let’s get to the castle quickly.”
After hesitating for a moment, Elena thought for a moment and added another sentence.
"They are Thestrals. Professor Apokalis should be able to see them. They do exist..."
"What about you? Elena, you can also see-"
"Sorry, like Hermione and Hannah, I can't see them."
Elena shook her head, glanced at Grindelwald beside her, and spoke calmly without changing her expression.
"The Thestrals are an astonishing magical creature that can only be seen by those who have witnessed death with their own eyes. Regarding their existence, I only rely on books and touch to understand, that's all. By the way
, this knowledge will also be mentioned in the Care of Magical Creatures class in fifth grade.”
Ever since Gellert Grindelwald came into contact with Father Father, the trajectory of her life has been semi-public.
Perhaps Elena can get away with the predictions about the future by relying on her status as a "prophet", but there is still another hidden danger in her body. The person who has never met Quirinus Quirrell, or before that, Deng
Bledow and Grindelwald may be suspecting something but not saying it - who is the soul in her body.
Needless to say, as an ordinary eleven-year-old girl, there are not many opportunities to witness human death with her own eyes.
In today's relatively peaceful era, except for some specific professions, even adults, most of the chances of seeing others die in their lifetime will not exceed the number of palms in their hands.
Elena glanced at Grindelwald casually. The old man didn't seem to pay attention to the conversation between the girls.
Even though she had mentioned his name deliberately just now, the first-generation Dark Lord just nodded casually and dealt with it without asking too much in detail. For a moment, Elena even thought that she had "self-deformed".
only……
Elena's eyes flashed with a deep light, and she looked at the old man's back thoughtfully.
This is like her previous speculation about Quirinus Quirrell. In this world, there may be some coincidences, but when they appear one after another and can be connected in some kind of logic - no matter what
Is it metaphysics, or is this a deliberate arrangement? It's best not to naively believe in any luck.
but--
It's really... strange...
The girl frowned, holding Luna's hand and walking towards the castle. Deep in her eyes, it seemed that the afterimages of those tall and rugged "unknown magical creatures" with black bodies, dragon heads and horse bodies were still reflected.
.
Theoretically speaking, she should have never seen death with her own eyes, no matter in the past or present life...