days at Hogwarts

Chapter 754 An Ordinary Day

A wizard becomes an adult at the age of seventeen.

Loren happens to have his birthday today.

The two got up at dawn, set out from the New York hotel, and followed the instructions in the travel atlas to the volcano located east of Maui, Hawaii.

The volcano is called Haleakala and is a dormant volcano.

Geologists presented hundreds of thousands of words of explanation, examining thousands or even tens of thousands of years of geological movement, plate compression, and ocean current influences, indicating that it has not erupted for two hundred years. However, at the end, they suddenly changed the topic and attached a serious warning, saying that the possibility of another eruption in the future cannot be ruled out.

Businessmen and tourists naturally ignored the warnings and regarded them as nonsense from old scholars. Now this place has been developed into a scenic spot, and the travel guide says that it has the most beautiful sunrise.

It took more than ten minutes for the two of them to Apparate.

When we arrived at the bottom of the volcano, the sky was still dim. There were only rough trails between the lava piles, which could shorten the journey to the crater. The only drawback was that the sand sliding trail was soft, and tourists with less physical strength would have a hard time climbing.

It took them more than ten minutes to climb up to the crater.

Crossing half a country and crossing a vertical distance of several hundred meters are actually the same for a wizard who has mastered Apparition.

There is a distance in the scenic area where there is no public transportation. There are a few drivers who are darker than obsidian soliciting customers. Whether the tourists will be ripped off depends on the skin color. Black people are the worst hit. Looking at their arrogant expressions when they quarrel with tourists, the IRS probably has no control over this place.

Loren and Hermione didn't stay long.

There is a field of silver sword chrysanthemums in the crater, one of the rarest plants in the world, which only grows near this area. Hundreds of leaves spread out in all directions like silver swords, straight and hard. Such leaves have no magic power, but they can withstand the low temperature and strong winds near the crater.

A strong wind blew past, and the silver sword-like leaves danced together. The rustling sound was mixed in the whistling wind. Loren seemed to be able to feel the joyful emotion.

The tourists who were waiting for the sunrise at the nearby camping site hurriedly emerged from their tents, holding cameras and lenses, with solemn expressions, ready to go.

Loren also took out his camera and asked while adjusting the parameters:
"Why did you think of taking me to see the sunrise?"

"I'll take you to watch the sunset tonight."

"Ms. Granger is such a romantic."

"..."

Hermione snuggled up to him quietly, watching him adjust the small numbers on the screen, muttering to herself in an excited tone:

"Everyone, please pay attention. Now the white balance is automatic, ISO 100, aperture 11, aperture priority..."

Hermione raised her eyes to the sky.

Today is a good day. The sea of ​​clouds is level with them, surging between the cliffs. Only a ray of morning light can be seen in the gap where the ground meets the sky, a faint leap of orange. A large area is still dark blue, appearing as purple black on the camera screen, gradually turning into green from top to bottom, very layered.

“Start shooting now!”

As if in response to Loren's call, a red sun jumped out of the ground, dyeing half of the sky red, as if a child's graffiti had covered the entire sky. Rays of sunlight fell, shining on the rolling volcanoes in front, coating them with a layer of bright orange, and the outline of the mountain peaks was faintly visible floating among the sea of ​​clouds.

Hermione turned to look at the people around her.

He took a few photos with great interest. They looked similar, with the images slightly overexposed. They were actually quite nice, but not stunning. There was no disappointment in his eyes, as if he was not looking forward to recording the magnificent sunrise...

Loren readjusted the parameters, but did not continue to shoot the sunrise. Instead, he turned the camera over and held it at an angle. He put his other hand around Hermione, motioning her to look at the camera, and then forced a bright smile.

"Click..." The shutter sound rang out, and the moment was frozen.

Loren lowered his head and looked closely.

Both people in the photo have big heads. Loren is grinning with his teeth bared. The girl next to him has a delicate face and deep features. Her cheeks have turned the color of morning light, like a smudged blush. Her long and curled eyelashes flutter and her eyes are full of tenderness.

Although I didn’t take a good picture of the sunrise, I did get some better scenery.

Loren grinned, glanced at the camera screen, glanced at Hermione, and then glanced again. He couldn't get enough of it: "Oh my, it's so beautiful."

Hermione's eyes flickered as she asked softly, "What's good to look at?"

"I praise myself for being pretty!"

"..."

Hermione pursed her lips, but considering it was his birthday, she didn't argue.

As the sun rises higher, those gorgeous and bright colors quickly fade away, the sunlight becomes pale white, and the sky and the earth are evenly illuminated, creating a clear and bright scene.

……

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Wiltshire, Malfoy Manor.

Draco sat by the fountain, holding peacock feed in his hand, trying to keep a calm expression.

"The goblins in Gringotts, spying on pure-blood families, and merchants from other countries...are all sources of intelligence."

He muttered to himself and threw some grain feed on the ground, attracting the peacock to peck at it.

The peacock has white feathers, a slender neck, and wings draped at its sides. Even when it makes the same movements as poultry, it looks elegant and noble, just like the Malfoy family it lives in.

Looking at the peacock walking away for a long time, Draco took out two coins, or communicators, from his pocket.

The Galleon received several messages from Theodore and his team. Through their connections in the Ministry of Magic, they had noticed that Minister Scrimgeour had not shown up for two days. Ms. Bones had taken over full responsibility for the minister's affairs. Also not showing up were the main staff of the Auror Office.

There was only one person in the world worthy of their raid, Voldemort.

As a pure-blood family that has survived from generation to generation, they are keenly aware of the current opportunity. No matter which side wins, the situation in the wizarding world will undergo drastic changes. Before the storm comes, some people want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain more benefits.

Some are also preparing for a new round of escape trials.

Draco read the message but did not reply. He moved his eyes to the right, looking at another copper Knut. When he saw the words on it, the heir of the Malfoy family could not help but twitch his eyes.

The last message from the metallic copper nub was last night, an exclamation mark from Loren.

What does an exclamation mark mean?
Does it represent good news or bad news?

Can't this person explain it clearly?
What’s even more annoying is that this guy doesn’t reply to messages. The communicator has made things convenient for all wizards, except for him, the inventor!
Draco was furious and put away the communicator. It took him a long time to calm down. He lowered his head and continued to think about other channels to obtain information.

"Draco."

A familiar voice came from the gate of the courtyard. Draco was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked, disbelief and surprise gradually welling up in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)