Hogwarts Archmage

Esther quickly went to get the wands and came back. Seeing that Filch had locked their wands in the drawer of his office, it was easy to get them.

When she flew back to the Air Prison, Marne and Hermione had already built a simple house, but it looked a bit awkward.

"It's too new." Esther used magic to make the house look older. "Would it be better this way?"

"It's more harmonious, but it's a little conspicuous... Forget it, let's leave it like this for now. It's so dark, these people can't notice anything."

"Then pour them out. If they stay too long, these guys might lose their patience."

Ma En glanced at Esther and shook his head: "It's not possible for now. We have to let them stay for a while, otherwise fools will know that there is a problem. You just reminded them that there are twenty or thirty people in the box now, except Apart from those two idiots, they are all smart people...and these guys should not lose their patience. They have been waiting for so long, not less than this moment...Many of these people came from Hogwarts, a group of bad students who have no idea about Filch's trajectory. He should know that after four or five hours, which is almost enough time for him to patrol around, he will release them."

"Okay...what about us?"

Margery yawned next to her. Marn glanced at her and pushed the flying carpet over: "Margery, if you are sleepy, please take a nap first. Maybe you can let old Filch take a nap too."

"Okay..." Margaery cast a sleeping spell on Filch and planned to crawl onto the flying carpet and lie down for a while.

"Wait a minute..." Hermione began to rummage in her satchel, maybe there were too many things, and it took her several minutes to pull out a folded tent from it.

While helping her set up the tent, Marne curiously asked a question that he had asked before but had not received an answer: "Hermione, how many things are in your satchel?"

"This..." Hermione thought about it carefully: "If the four of us were Muggles and got lost in a barren place, the things in here would probably be enough for us to last for decades...if we squandered it wantonly. And it's not the same as before. Full is still far, far away..."

Ma En shook his head: "Old Walder is really capable. I don't know where he found this thing. Isn't it bigger than the climate box of those magical animal experts?"

"I have never seen a climate chamber, but I know that this thing was used to transport supplies. Professor Wald seems to have one. You can ask him if you have time."

"Forget it...it's useless for me to ask for it. I can just pack it up at your place if I can't bring it with me."

"All right…"

While several people were chatting, they had already set up the tent, and Margery's steps were a little sloppy.

The two girls got into the tent, found a room, put Margaery in first, and then walked out. They were not too sleepy actually.

Marne built a bonfire in front of the tent, and Hermione took out some meat and iron forks. Esther adjusted the flavor, put skewers on iron forks and grilled them over the bonfire.

The wind was very strong at an altitude of not knowing how many meters, and there was a terrifying howling sound in my ears. Fortunately, when it was filtered by the peripheral magic and blown here, there was only a faint majesty left. Otherwise, let alone the fire of the barbecue, people could It's a problem if you can't stand still.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Ma En thought of a good question: "Do you think this prison will be struck by lightning when it rains?"

"Can a Muggle plane be hit by lightning?" Esther asked.

"Yes, but there seems to be something on the plane that can discharge electricity."

"Then this one will also be hit, but we have a better way than the Muggles."

"In what way?"

"Of course it's magic... If it was hit by lightning and damaged, let alone whether this place still exists, even old Filch would be gone a long time ago... He would come here every day to deliver food. Rain or shine.”

"No, no, no," Ma En shook his finger and said, "My big wooden basin has lightning protection magic on it... To this day, I still think that thing is a genius invention except that it is a little slower. As long as anyone gets into that basin, they can get all-round protection without blind spots..."

Esther was speechless for a long time while looking at Ma En who started to boast: "That big wooden basin of yours can indeed protect people very well, just like a turtle, but... it can't run as fast as a turtle. The difference is probably that the turtle's enemies bite Forget it if you don't move, and your enemies will stay outside and study how to break your shell..."

Ma En was silent.

About 5 minutes later, he pretended that he had never mentioned this topic and began to study the kebabs on Esther's phone.

Hermione took out a blanket from her satchel and spread it on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky in trance.

Esther glanced at her: "Hermione, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just feel like I've been dreaming these past few years..."

"Why do you say that."

Hermione raised her entire upper body on her elbows: "You know, before you received that letter, I used to think that my life trajectory was to be a good student with some special characteristics, and one day I would become a lawyer or a doctor. Similarly, further away, you may meet someone, get married, raise one or several children together, and wait until one day in the future to grow old and leave in tears, but now..."

She shook her head and didn't continue talking.

"I recognize you as a good student. Why is he a special good student?"

Hermione waved her hand, causing some stones not far away from her to jump a few times, and then said: "Because I can do this... I always had low self-esteem because of this when I was a child. I felt that I was special and didn't dare to approach others. Plus, I study too hard and don’t have many friends...well, actually I don’t have any true friends.”

"Why do you feel inferior because of your special abilities? Normal people should feel that they are different from others and have a sense of pride."

She shrugged her shoulders: "My interpersonal relationships have never been very good, and it has a lot to do with magic. I'm afraid that others will find out about my differences and treat me as a freak... Esther, you don't know how grateful I am for your presence. …I even thought that if I were not a wizard, I would have to thank God for sending you to be by my side.”

"Well... maybe you can thank God now too."

Hermione looked at Esther helplessly: "Stop making trouble, there is no god..."

Aster shook his head slightly: "That's hard to say. Maybe I was sent to you by God... So... why don't you compliment me quickly?"

"Go... stop making trouble..."

"Okay...the meat is cooked, what flavor do you want?"

"Just regular sauce."