"The plane is tomorrow afternoon."
Lupin awkwardly dismounted his broom. "Since we're taking a plane anyway, why did we still... buy brooms?"
"Because in most adventure movies or games, after we get off the plane, we'll most likely need to find a local to drive us to our destination. There are a lot of troublesome things along the way, like wild beasts, rebels, or the local potentially turning greedy. Since we haven't been to that place before, Apparition and my teleportation won't work, so two brooms can greatly smooth out our journey."
Kaisen had spoken such a long passage in one breath that he immediately felt parched. He casually picked up the half-empty glass of water from the cabinet and took a sip, then realized that this half-glass of water had probably been sitting there for at least two months. It was a wonder it hadn't completely evaporated.
It was as if it had been waiting there specifically for Kaisen.
He quietly refilled a glass with milk and drank it down.
A small glass of month-old water, easily handled.
"Oh, you should try this milk too. It's good for your health," Kaisen said, taking out a new glass, filling it with milk, and offering it to Lupin.
"Thank you."
Kaisen watched Lupin drink it all, but... he couldn't tell anything.
Perhaps wait until the full moon?
"It's about time now. Follow me, Floromi, let's go get some dinner." Kaisen beckoned Lupin to the garage. One of them was in the driver's seat, the other in the passenger seat...
Even if Lupin didn't want to sit in the passenger seat, there was nothing he could do. The car didn't have back seats. He couldn't exactly be stuffed into the front trunk.
"This car looks good."
"You're a Wizard and you're studying cars?"
"That's why I said it looks good."
"Mm, good taste."
Kaisen said, starting the engine, and the car drove off.
"What are we eating?"
"We'll eat whatever looks good wherever we go. London is so big."
"Hmm... what is there to eat in London?"
"...French cuisine?"
"Hahahahahahaha!!!"
For some reason, this sentence struck both of them as funny at the same time. In any case, loud laughter erupted in the small car.
However, in the end, they didn't eat French cuisine. Instead, they found an extremely quiet Chinese restaurant, so quiet that they were the only table of customers in the entire hall.
Lupin looked at the large bundle of "wands" in the chopstick holder and fell into contemplation, until he saw Kaisen pick up two "wands" and maneuver them between his fingertips. For a moment, he thought it was some extremely complex magic that required two wands to cast a spell together.
And this place, which appeared to be a restaurant, might actually be a new mysterious organization established by Dumbledore, with a phone booth next to the trash can that led directly to District 13...
He was getting off-topic.
Then he saw the food arrive, and Kaisen directly used the two "wands" to pick up a mouthful of... vegetables.
"Are these utensils?" Lupin asked.
"Uh-huh. I remember there were forks in the drawer by the table. Those could work too."
"Alright." Lupin found the fork, his face flushed dark red. It was predictable that he would remember this embarrassing incident until the moment he truly met Death.
After dinner, the two returned home. Kaisen tossed him a set of keys.
"These are the keys to the guest room on the second floor. It has its own private bathroom. Get some good rest."
"Oh, I actually... thank you." Lupin looked at the keys in his hand, then at Kaisen, who was already so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open. In the end, he said nothing, just quietly returned to the guest room.
Kaisen, meanwhile, returned to his own bed and began to temporarily die.
The next morning.
"What's the plan for today?"
"Go to a military surplus store to buy some outdoor gear. Trust me, you won't want to wear robes or overcoats in a mine shaft."
The two arrived at a military surplus store and each bought two sets of thermal underwear, black camouflage military coats, and boots.
"Try them on and see how they feel," Kaisen said, throwing a set of clothes to Lupin.
Lupin caught them and glanced at the tag. "Honestly, I think my current overcoat is fine, and we agreed that I'd handle the money this time."
"That's right. The Galleons are with you. I'm using Pounds right now."
Kaisen shrugged and said casually.
"But these few pieces of cloth stitched together absolutely shouldn't cost this much," Lupin whispered into Kaisen's ear, simultaneously putting pressure on the military surplus store owner.
"It's not just Wizard clothes that have magic. Muggle clothes do too. They call it technology. In short, it's very useful. Trust me, you definitely don't know as much as I do here," Kaisen reassured him.
"Oh... alright."
After buying their gear and equipment, the two had a simple lunch before their journey began.
Honestly, England does have good food. Kaisen would absolutely refuse any criticism of English cuisine.
Like... the hamburger in his hand.
After finishing their burgers, the two waited a little longer, and soon boarded a plane bound for Uruguay.
Lupin sat in his seat, looking at the sea of clouds outside the window.
"How long will we be flying?"
"Zzzzzzzzzz..."
"Young people are so lucky. They can just fall asleep."
Late night...
"How long have we been flying?"
"About... fourteen hours?" Kaisen looked at the dark night sky. "Let's go to a hotel first. I hope this country speaks English."
"Huh? They don't speak English?"
"Not all countries speak English. What's so strange about that?"
"Then how will we communicate?"
"Don't worry, trust my foreign language skills. Uruguay used to be a Spanish colony, so they speak Spanish here. And coincidentally, I took a few Spanish classes in college. I think it should be enough to get us to a hotel," Kaisen said, hands on his hips, sounding incredibly confident.
Then he saw a driver start chanting incomprehensible spells at him.
"What the f..." Kaisen mumbled awkwardly.
Finally, after a great deal of effort, including but not limited to gesturing, making sound effects, and finding someone to translate, the two finally arrived at the hotel. Kaisen, who had booked two rooms, took a quick shower and then collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.
To be honest, the more he slept on the plane, the more tired he got. He almost felt like dying.
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