It was getting late after arriving in Egypt, and since we had an appointment to meet tomorrow, Aini simply found a hotel in Cairo to stay.
Taking a sip of Egyptian wine, Aini frowned slightly. He was used to drinking the special tree sap of Silvi, and all other drinks lacked some flavor.
Better than nothing, Aini picked up the wine glass again, bowed to the unspeakable scenery outside the window, and took another sip.
The barrier he left at No. 4 Privet Drive was not strong and very harmful, but it would leave conspicuous scorch marks on the body, and those marks would be extremely difficult to remove in a short period of time.
Lucius Malfoy?
I wonder what you would do?
To be honest, even though I was deeply impressed by the first half of the plot, Aini has no intention of actively changing some of the so-called regrets.
For example, Sirius Black, for example, has no interactions with him, and his behavior style is not what he likes. He is willing to slowly become decadent in Azkaban, casually.
But even if there are some things that are not beneficial, Aini takes them for granted.
It has nothing to do with individuals or interests, it’s just different camps.
Since as a wizard, he enjoys the legacy of his ancestors, he naturally has to position himself correctly.
The myths and legends Aini is familiar with are no longer just illusions.
Think about what the world was like before the Dark Ages.
All kinds of powerful legendary creatures are rampant, middle-level creatures such as vampires and werewolves are running around like streetwalkers, and those small and silent things can be seen almost everywhere.
There was a time when even Muggles saw a ghoul and would beat it to death with a stick.
What now?
Creatures as powerful as giants can only live peacefully in designated settlements, and vampires and werewolves have long lost their former glory.
The evil dragon that once often caused trouble has become a big livestock for breeding. When it is fat enough, it will be skinned and deboned.
When it was at its peak, fairies were kept in captivity and enslaved humans, but now they have to burn their bloodline and lifespan in exchange for the last bit of dignity.
Did these evolve naturally?
In the past, many ancestors struggled to survive in the cracks and lived in humiliation.
In the past, how many people used their blood to expand the living space of the race little by little.
The power of example is endless. Ani can let go of the brainless centaurs, but he will not sit back and watch the signs of desire for freedom among the house elves.
Mercy is not for a race that once killed and enslaved humans, even babies.
After finishing the glass of wine, Ani stood up and walked to the bathroom. He might have to stay in the sand for several days, but he wanted to take a good soak today.
One day later, Giza Highlands.
"Ani, I'm so happy to see you." Knowing that he was coming, Bill had been waiting on the highest sand dune for a long time.
Although the location has been left, the sea of sand is filled with magical power, and the location mark is somewhat blurry.
"Haha, of course your invitation will come. How about it? Did you find anything?" He smiled and punched Bill. Aini hooked his fingers. The flying carpet behind him rolled up and rushed into his breast pocket. .
"How dare I move on my own." Bill shrugged. The risk of exploring such ancient ruins without anyone to take care of him was at least doubled. His years of life as a curse-breaker had already taught him what caution was.
"I didn't expect you to come so quickly. This is not in line with the bureaucratic ethos of the ministry."
"I didn't report it." Aini winked and added, "I came by Muggle transport."
Bill was dumbfounded, but considering the deeds of the old man in his family, it was not surprising that he acted like this.
Newt Scamander, the old stowaway.
"What you're talking about is...wait a minute, let me think about it, I think I heard my father say it's called...a plane?"
"Yes, the knowledge is very broad. Few people in the old families pay attention to the affairs of the Muggle world." Aini said while casting two cleaning spells on himself. After coming here, he always felt that his whole body was covered with sand.
"My father likes Muggle things very much. Last time he got a Muggle car and told us that there is something called an airplane, which can flap iron wings and carry people into the sky." Bill did not doubt his father's words. As far as he knew, there were wizards who used wooden birds to travel around. Maybe they were replaced by iron ones to be stronger?
Aini couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. As the "Secrecy Act" has been implemented for a long time, the barriers between wizards and Muggles are getting higher and higher.
It's at least past his eyebrows now. Even a person like Arthur, who is very interested in Muggles, only has half of his head to hold new knowledge.
This knowledge is naturally confusing and disorganized.
Fortunately, the area under the fence is relatively sparse, so pre-grown children can lie down on the ground and look at the world on the other side through the holes between the branches.
Speaking of Mr. Weasley's car, I wonder if the two naughty kids will still drive it around London after giving Dobby a lesson.
Without this, the Weasley family would have saved a lot of favors.
Aini shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He didn't like this ancient family style very much.
If it weren't for the fact that Bill was indeed a good friend, Ani would prefer to limit his interactions with such a big family to the level of interests and not talk about friendship.
But no matter what, at least Harry could receive letters from friends normally, and with his relatives easing their relationship, this summer might not be as difficult as it originally was.
Aini stiffened when he thought of this.
letter?
Oh my god, it's so far away. Without the owl's ability to find people, the little bird and snake may not be able to find him.
"Wait a minute, Bill, I need to make a call first." In a hurry, Ani took out the phone without taking out the flying carpet. He took out a handful of Nimbus 2000 from his pocket and flew straight up.
The actual area of the Giza Highlands is much larger than that on the Muggle map. There are too many ancient ruins hidden here. Even the real ancient city of Memphis is buried here, witnessing the birth of a civilization to its decline.
Various magical powers interact together, making the hidden area like Hogwarts, unable to use any technological products.
Therefore, if Ani wants to contact Cappe quickly, he must rise to a certain height, otherwise even a satellite phone will be just a decoration.
After all, the ruins are all distributed on the surface and underground. Going upward is the fastest way to escape the interference of magic.
Aini returned to the ground more than ten minutes later, and had no choice but to let Cappe take care of Lulu for a while.
"What is a phone? Is it a Muggle communication tool?" Bill was a little curious. Today was the first time he heard this word.
"Yes, it's like a two-way mirror, but it transmits sound instead of images." Aini thought that in more than ten years, apart from the lack of touch, mobile phones would allow two people thousands of kilometers apart to communicate face to face. By then , what can wizards do to avoid being exposed to Muggles?
When everyone is connected through the Internet, when everyone carries a mobile camera.
At that time, if they wanted to avoid being exposed, the wizard could only choose to die and ask for help. If the "Secrecy Act" was to be maintained, it would inevitably become more stringent.
In that case, the opponents will surely have a wild time.
