Hogwarts: Even Voldemort Can't Stop Me From Studying

Victor said eagerly, "Sometimes, I really think that Muggles... I mean these machines are enough for us to study a lifetime."

"They're just occasional references," Modis said, "For us, there are too many useless parts in their designs."

"Don't underestimate them!"

Victor said seriously, "What were Muggles like a hundred years ago? But now? In another hundred years, they might already have claimed the Moon as their own territory!"

"A thousand years ago, wizards rode brooms, and today, they're still riding brooms, already left behind by Muggle technology."

"When wizards indulge in ancient spells and personal magic power, they lose the drive to embrace change and collectively accelerate forward!"

Lupin: "..."

To openly talk about wizards and magic... does anyone really not care about the Confidentiality Law? In front of you sits a Muggle after all!

However, when he looked at the other passengers and flight attendants, he saw the passengers seemed not to have heard anything; the flight attendants were at the cabin connection, and no one paid attention to the chatting group here.

Of course, no Auror from the United States suddenly jumped out, announcing that they violated the Confidentiality Law and needed detention or fines or anything like that.

This scene ought to be reassuring, but Lupin tightened his vigilance even more.

"Of course, this restriction is being broken now..."

Victor turned his head towards Vid and smiled, "It's because of alchemists like Mr. Vid Gray, that we've been able to break the shackles of arrogance that have confined wizards for thousands of years. That's also my motivation to understand alchemy!"

Modis's face darkened, he opened his mouth wanting to sternly refute, wanting to emphasize the profundity and strength of magic, to criticize Muggle technology as mere dependence on external objects...

But before he spoke, his gaze swept past the vast airport outside the window, seeing another massive mechanical creation carrying hundreds of people slowly leaving the ground, flying faster and faster, getting further from the ground.

He momentarily lost his focus and forgot to speak.

After a while, Modis only let out a suppressed, resentful, and annoyed cold snort from deep in his throat, sharply turned his head away, no longer looking at Victor nor paying attention to the people behind him.

Victor winked at Vid and Lupin, cheerfully sat back, seemingly completely unaware of the dissatisfaction of the person beside him.

Initially, why they turned back, it seemed both had already forgotten.

Lupin slowly turned his head to look at Vid.

Vid also winked at him, his demeanor surprisingly resembled Dumbledore.

Lupin leaned back in his seat, without pursuing the matter further, just listened to his heart "thump thump thumping" inside his chest, his ears seemingly buzzing, immersing him completely in the immense shock, unable to snap out of it.

Vid... he actually...

Lupin slowly clenched his fists, fearing otherwise that he might uncontrollably tremble.

Now looking around the cabin again, Lupin suddenly felt utterly different, as if the parchment in Vid's hand enlarged a thousandfold, overlapping with the plane, casting a different colored aura over everyone.

Beside him came Hermione's voice, "Thank you, Sirius! I mean... for also booking me a first-class ticket, it's my first time experiencing this!"

On the way here, Mr. Granger booked the tickets at the travel agency in advance. But because the return date was uncertain, they agreed to buy the tickets once the date was set — yet this approach was bound to be much more expensive, though the Granger family could afford it.

But when it came to booking the tickets, Sirius took over and bought tickets for the entire group.

At this moment, Sirius was originally fiddling with his table, hearing this, he gave a slightly roguish smile and casually said:

"Don't mention it, Hermione, after all, we're the ones who brought you out from your safe home, it's only right to send you back whole and happily. Besides..."

He shrugged, saying lightheartedly, "Why not make the journey more comfortable? This is one of the few 'fine traditions' of the Black Family — never stingy when it comes to enjoyment."

"Hahaha..."

Harry couldn't help but laugh at Sirius's tone when mentioning his family, then excitedly said,

"Once we return to London, why don't we try out the Little People Country Adventure? I asked Vid, he only said to go once and find out, I think he's just too lazy to tell us the details..."

Hermione was instantly intrigued by this topic, turned around, and her speech unconsciously accelerated:

"Then we need to do some homework in advance. I guess that amusement park uses either Enlargement Spell or Shrinking Potion, but the Shrinking Potion is expensive, and its use is somewhat risky, logically it's impossible to accommodate many people playing at once..."

Seeing the two youngsters eagerly discussing the London adventure game, a trace of relief flashed across Sirius's face.

Then, his gaze crossed the aisle, meeting the razor-sharp eagle-like eyes of Moody seated alone at the back; the two exchanged a brief glance.

Moody: [Beware of potential threats; someone doesn't seem right.]

Sirius: [I understand, I'll keep an eye.]

This silent exchange was heavy and mutual, forming a stark contrast with the relaxed and joyous atmosphere between the youths.

As if an invisible line separated the vigilant adults from the expectant teenagers.

Then, Sirius looked at Lupin, but found his friend's expression not as he had anticipated.

Remus... seems to be distracted?

...

Halfway through the flight, the engines emitted a steady low hum. The cabin lights dimmed, most passengers slept in their seats, and those needing conversation only whispered softly.

Amidst the drowsy peace, Modis suddenly opened his eyes, looking around.

Victor tilted his head, mouth open, seeming about to drool in his sleep.

And the two youngsters who had been noisy since boarding now both covered with blankets, tightly shut their eyes, their chests rising and falling, emitting a steady and long breath.

Modis lowered his gaze, reaching into his pocket to take out a coin, and squeezed it hard!

The coin rapidly heated between his fingers, indicating the signal had been successfully sent.

Modis couldn't help but slightly curl his lips, he dropped the now-useless coin, opened the overhead luggage compartment to retrieve his carry-on suitcase and turned to leave.

The other end of the suitcase suddenly exerted resistance.

Modis turned around to see Victor, who unbeknownst to him was already awake, grabbing the suitcase with one hand, asking sleepily:

"The plane's still in the sky! Mr. Graves, where are you going?"

Modis frowned, "To the restroom, please let go!"

"Taking your suitcase to the restroom, you really have no trust in people at all!"

Victor yawned, as if unintentionally said, releasing Modis's suitcase.

Just as Modis was about to leave, he felt resistance again from behind, turning his gaze dangerously, he saw Victor tugging at his sleeve, the other hand spread open, smiling: "You dropped something."

It was that once enchanted with Connecting Spell magic coin, now rendered useless!

Modis wanted to say, "Leave it, gift for you."

But seeing Victor's demeanor, if he really said that, it would inevitably lead to a dispute.

Thus, Modis quickly snatched the coin, his throat rolling, vaguely muttering "thanks" and turning away again.

This time, Victor didn't senselessly grab hold of him again.

But at that moment of turning, Modis felt a chill behind his back, instantly tingling his scalp—

Just somehow, except for Harry and Hermione, everyone in the surrounding seats had already woken up, those eyes silently yet knowingly watching him, as if each had seen through his secret!