[HP] Bad Impulse

Corina Antti took Fate's hand and carried out a long-distance apparition. Fate closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, even the side effects of the apparition did not shake her as much as what she saw——

This is not a small airport. Several huge planes come and go in an orderly manner under the command of the ground staff. This is obviously a public airport somewhere.

"Let's take that one." Corianna Antti pointed to Fate's back, "There is still a certain distance between Britain and Italy, and it is dangerous for me to take you for super long-distance apparition, and it is faster to fly. "

"...Corina Anti, that's your private jet?" Should an Italian wizard own such a state-of-the-art private jet?

"Don't you think I'm so stupid that there are convenient things I don't use? I told you that my father is a very powerful mechanical master. The second year after I went back to the past, World War II broke out in the Muggle world. At that time, magic could not protect people quickly, so my father switched to guns to protect us. Italian wizards are not as conservative as the British." Corinna Antti smiled and flicked Feite's forehead, "I know Beretta M1934 9mm semi-automatic A pistol? Produced in Italy in 1934, it was the main self-defense weapon of the Italian Army during World War II, and my father did a lot for this gun.”

Feite opened his mouth wide: "No way—"

"Of course, you are the dumbest in the Asrelian family, so I am eager to let you officially become Asrelian in order to become smart quickly." Corinna Antie joked with Feite, signaling that the long-awaited prefect will The hatch opened and Fate was pushed up. "Isn't a private jet expensive because the owner can decide the time to travel at any time? Isn't it fun to fly, I bet you will be unbearable when you apparate with me when you arrive in Italy."

"I choose the plane." Fit obediently found a seat and sat down, fastening his seat belt.

"This is a good boy." Corianna Anti took off her robe and lay comfortably on the soft seat, raised her hand and snapped her fingers. "Prefect, let's take off and land directly at Sicily's Asrelian Airport."

The long-lost weightlessness-like discomfort made Feite couldn't help closing his eyes, but he couldn't help opening them secretly, looking at the gradually shrinking ground and light through the reinforced glass.

This is London, England in 1974, and she is about to go to Sicily in 1974.

She has lived in a familiar and strange place for more than 20 years.

This is a young man with long light blond hair. Asrean's sideline who works at the airport secretly looks at this meticulously dressed young man wrapped tightly in a robe. He has been sitting here for nearly an hour. And yet, he was still motionless with a calm expression on his face.

In fact, the young Lucius was very anxious. Ever since his father brought him to Italy under the guise of exchanging feelings with the Asleyan family, and then left him here to wait for someone, he began to feel that the whole world seemed to be Something is wrong—yes, here, it is obviously the mansion of an ancient wizarding family, but why are there so many Muggle-like things? !

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, and things that he couldn't understand running around, all made him extremely anxious.

"Master Malfoy, the Eldest Miss and the Second Miss will be landing soon, may I change your drinks for you?" The attendant is a Muggle, and he has been used to the Asleyn family for a long time receiving guests in strange costumes and behaviors .

"I see." Lucius nodded to the attendants, trying to make his stiff movements more comfortable. He was used to the rococo style at home, but the seat designs here are all composed of extremely simple lines and squares. Leaving Lucius wondering how to sit was the right thing to do.

If Lucius knows more about the design of the Muggle world, it is not difficult to find that the architectural design and seating and other decorative styles here have a strong Bauhaus flavor. Of course, he does not know ergonomics. What is the scientific name widely used in various industries in the decades after World War II.

Ten minutes later, a small airliner landed in front of Lucius. After the hatch opened, Feite and Corina Antti walked down the ladder with a smile while talking, and soon found the stiff Lucius: "Hi, Lu Xius Hughes, I haven't seen you for a while, I didn't expect to see you in Sicily."

"I didn't expect to be able to come to Sicily, it's a very beautiful place, thank you Aslean for your hospitality." Lucius bowed politely to Corianne Antie, "I think I will send the beautiful Sicily in the future. Sicily as a frequent holiday destination."

Corianna Antti nodded: "Mr. Malfoy is always welcome at Asley. There is a long history and the latest trends here, which will definitely make Lucius linger. Feite, Lucius is a guest at Asley. During the period, it is up to you to entertain."

"Me? Are you sure, Corianna Antie." Feite raised an eyebrow, "You know where I used to hang out."

"Oh, dear Fate," Corina Antti pinched Fate's face, "I didn't say that you can only move around with Lucius in Sicily, isn't there anything else interesting in Italy? European Union Passports from member states are visa-free, and you can go to other places.”

"Go get a passport." Feite reached out to Corianne Antie.

Corina Antie smiled and handed two small notebooks to Fate: "It's been prepared a long time ago, but you need to drink the aging potion to pretend to be an adult, and the clothes I gave you are in my personal cloakroom at the airport. Give us a week to each other." At this time, Asrean will prepare your heir ceremony and banquet, so you don’t need children at this time, and you will have a week off.”

"Lend me a private jet?" Feite pointed to the small plane.

"I'll lend you the Corina Antie now, and I'll build you another Fite in the future." Corinna Antie threw something over. "The Corina Antie is not perfect yet. I'll make the Phite a mobile arsenal. You'll love it."

"Very good, now I'm really sure that Asrean is very rich, and I'm not afraid of being caught by the Italian cops - I should really have planned with the boss how to rob Asrean." Feite looked at With the nameplate made of platinum in his hand and a bottle of powerful aging agent, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Then I'm afraid you won't succeed. The manor that lost its owner will be hidden automatically and will not be open to anyone who is not recognized by the surname Aslean." Corinna waved a black car, and even Phantom I didn't even bother to use Apparatus, so I asked the side department of the airport to drive me back.

"Surprised, don't you?" Fate knew that Lucius was silently observing from the sidelines. "Actually, I was also very surprised. Corina Antie showed no signs of being able to use Muggle items at Hogwarts. I thought I would rely on a few apparitions to return to Italy, but it turned out...by plane."

"She doesn't look like a wizard at all, much less the patriarch of an ancient family." Lucius didn't know what words to use to express his thoughts. "The Muggle world is a novelty, or that's why my father insisted on letting me follow. Oh, I understand why I don't have to write to you. Met you."

"Is Mr. Malfoy still at Asreel's house?"

"No, father is visiting other wizarding families."

"Leave that alone, have you been to Sicily?" Fate asked.

Lucius hesitated for a moment: "No."

"Very good, I am familiar with Sicily, let me take you around Sicily first." Fate reached out and untied Lucius' wizard robe and threw it to the attendants standing aside, looking at the light gray suit he was wearing underneath. , nodded in satisfaction. "Take off the robe and look like an ordinary person, Mr. Malfoy, I sincerely invite you to visit the place where I grew up when I was a child, I wonder if you would appreciate this face?"

"If you will carefully take care of whether I am always behind you, as an elegant gentleman, of course I am willing to accompany a beautiful lady." Lucius raised his hand, making him taller in two years Feite held his arm, only to realize that Feite had grown to the height of his shoulders. "Oh, Merlin, it's only been two months, have you grown a lot taller?"

"Don't normal people start growing taller when they're 15? I'm sure I can grow a lot taller than Potter's little bastard... Oh, please, can you lend me a car? Drive me to the exit I need to be faster." Fate grabbed someone casually and pointed to Lucius behind him, "I want to receive Master Malfoy as a guest."

"You want to drive that thing?" Lucius pointed at a car on the ground, his fingers trembling.

"Of course, even though I don't have a driver's license, I can drive any car in the alley. Don't you believe my premonition? My bullets are perfect, so of course there is no problem driving." Feite thought in his heart Thinking about where to take Malfoy, Sicily is actually not that big. When she was at the bottom, she also worked as a temporary job as a tour guide, and she still knows some of the more famous scenic spots.

"...Since Sicily isn't that big, I figured we could walk or Apparate."

"You think it's something made by Muggles, so you don't want to sit in it?" Fate raised an eyebrow, "A car is much faster than a carriage pulled by a Thestral. Although Sicily is not a very big island, it is easy to walk. It takes a lot of time—as for Apparating, are you sure you can use it in unfamiliar places so smoothly that I won't merge with something strange when I open my eyes?"

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The author has something to say: When I went back to school, I dreamed that someone left a message with a negative score, and I woke up instantly.