: Chapter 341 Leaving school (below)

Love and reason still have the former the upper hand.
Angelina just hesitated for a while, and then took them away from the lounge to the lounge of the Quidditch training ground.
There is the latest broom-Light Wheel 2002.
Harry turned his head upstairs and went back to take his own firebolt.
After about ten minutes.
The last party met at the Quidditch Stadium.
Luna held a new streamlined flying broom and looked carefully.
"It's so cold."
Hermione stood on the grass, trembling uncontrollably and muttering.
Through the deep mist, she looked at her buddies around and found that they also held their arms and shivered.
"Is the weather so cold in the morning?" Ron complained.
Their heads were groggy, and they felt a sense of frustration.
No longer optimistic about the future, maybe this one will not be able to return.
"Guardian guard!" Hermione immediately summoned her patron saint. The silver-white owl flew around her, and she immediately felt that the heavy load on her heart was unloaded.
Luna looked up, and her gray eyes were attentively watching the sky above the Quidditch stadium as if there was something there.
Then she closed her eyes and felt dizzy.
They forced their discomfort.
At this time the sky was not far away, just a hint of fish belly white, they were ready to set off from here, flying over the forbidden forest, avoiding people's eyes and ears.
"I choose to believe you now." Angelina said to her boyfriend word by word.
"Thank you."
Fred and Angelina gave a hug.
"Come back completely." She took the initiative to kiss Fred on the cheek.
"Of course." Fred narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Harry took hold of his firebolt, he hadn't used a flying broom in a long time, and he felt the firebolt in his hand also excited.
It is really rare to see the light from the dark bed again.
Several people stepped on their respective flying brooms and set off.
They have already delayed a lot of time.
The brooms began to rise, they were getting higher and higher, and faster and faster.
The discomfort soon disappeared as they left the court.
They flew over the Hogwarts field and passed the forbidden forest. The towering and twisted branches and the occasional flying birds looked strange and gloomy.
The icy air slaps their cheeks, and the oncoming wind is like a sharp blade rubbing on their faces.
Several people lined up consciously.
According to Fred and George, this can reduce their physical exertion.
Maybe it was a little credit for Muggle physics.
The Hogwarts Castle underneath gradually shrank until it looked back and turned into a black spot.
They crossed the rolling peaks and flew from village to village. At this time, the genius was bright, and then the road built by Muggles. A lone car drove through the winding winding mountain roads on the way back. mound.
They shuttle between the clouds.
Luna even closed her eyes and slightly raised the corners of her mouth, letting go of the hands she held freely and shaking them rhythmically.
"Is this the feeling of flying in the sky? It's really interesting." She said to herself.
The first-grade flight lessons, and the Quidditch competitions are very different from their current heights, and they are completely different experiences.
The roaring wind masked her soft voice.
But Hermione immediately behind her still felt her excitement.
What I don't know may think she is traveling.
She saw the girl in front of her shaking on the broom.
By the way, I am very worried about Luna’s safety.
Then Luna did a very bold act again.
She changed her flying posture in mid-air, slowly pushed down the front end of the broom, her slender right leg was slowly lifted carefully, her body maintained a tendency to lean to the right, and slowly bypassed the flying broom. The legs closed side by side, turning into a posture of sitting on the broom.
Two hands firmly hold the middle of the broom.
The long golden hair, dancing with the oncoming air, looked very unrestrained.
Hermione himself suspected of watching an aerial acrobatics.
When the wind blew her to doubt that she was back on the ground, maybe the curly hair was straightened and became cautious.
Luna didn't care.
This girl can really do amazing things at any time.
The girl also hummed some strange tunes.
There is a fundamental difference between high-altitude flight and the low-altitude Quidditch game.
Besides, Hermione rarely participates in this kind of activity except for flight lessons.
So Hermione lowered her body and held the top of the broom, grasping it very firmly, and following them quite well.
The sky gradually lightened, and the pale cyan sky was smeared with a layer of pink paint, and the golden red glow faintly overflowing below.
The light was getting stronger and stronger, and they had to reduce their speed. When the sky was dark before, they even used a rope charm to tie their wands in front of the flying broom, and then used fluorescent flashes to fill the lights.
But now, the dazzling light affects them in turn, and the dazzling sunlight starts to hurt their glasses.
I don't know how long it took to fly. When the sun was about to hang over their heads, they saw a large group of buildings. This is a modern city composed of steel jungles and high-rise buildings.
Muggle cars shuttle through the city, and the streets are full of tourists.
The light blue large glass on the upper floor of the tall office building refracts the sun.
They began to slow down, descend, and finally stopped at a Muggle company rooftop near the destination.
There was no one here. The cement-paved ground was strong and hard. Only a few pigeons stood on the rusty railing, looking at the wizards from afar.
Probably an abandoned building.
The elevator parked on the top floor is broken.
George and Fred stayed at the high level for a while, pointing to the iron door that had not been opened and asked, "What is this?" and then pressed the down button.
no response.
The empty company, of course, cut off the electricity.
"That's the elevator." Hermione answered quickly, then walked down the walking ladder.
"Araho caves open!" A group of people ran all the way to the door of the gate. Hermione decisively used the spell to open the glass door that was firmly locked.
"Where should we go now?" Lu Na asked politely and with interest ~EbookFREE.me~ It sounded more like a fun day trip.
Hermione had somehow changed a nearby map, spread it on her hand, glanced at it, and then recalled her knowledge reserve.
"We are going to find a telephone booth, which is nearby." Hermione said quickly.
Then he pointed his finger southeast.
"It's over there, it's going to cross a block." She finished her leg and walked over there, the others followed closely.
The Ministry of Magic is in the heart of London.
A group of people began to run along the street, but Luna occasionally looked away, and the rest of her light still stayed on the strange graffiti on the nearby walls from time to time.
It seemed that the wild ideas were very appetizing for her.
After five minutes.
A broken phone booth appeared in front of them.