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"The Hyperion, converted from the unfinished Soviet aircraft carrier Ulyanovsk, currently belongs to the oldest magical family in Europe, the Apokalypse family, and is temporarily leased to Hogwarts."

"But...aircraft carriers can't fly..." Hermione groaned weakly.

"I know," said Aliena cheerfully, nodding her head. "So its correct name is helicarrier, the crystallization of the most cutting-edge achievements of the non-magical and magical worlds. The entire deck has been enchanted with controlled levitation magic, and the entire ship has been jointly cast with Unplottable Charms by dozens of wizards, so it can conceptually shield all radar detection. In addition, it also has stratospheric optical stealth, curved space jump... In short, it is a very good dual-purpose cargo and passenger transport."

"This...should be illegal, right?" Hermione asked hesitantly, "I've read the records of the Hogwarts Express before. Similar large-scale magical modification projects require approval from the Ministry of Magic..."

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore wouldn't do anything illegal. Of course, there are documents with the Ministry of Magic's seal."

Aliena pinched the little beaver's nose, blinked her eyes, and said seriously.

"As far as I know, Durmstrang Institute also has a magical ship for picking up and dropping off students, and the Weasleys have a flying car. You'll soon find that this is very common. Besides, according to the latest 'Law for the Restriction of Use of Muggle Artefacts', as long as some special clauses are met, these are not illegal."

"Why do you know so much?" Hermione wrinkled her nose, making a snorting sound like a little pig.

"Simple, because as the head chef of Hogwarts, I think we need a large fishing boat with a large cargo capacity and a long hunting range to supply the daily fish and meat consumption of Hogwarts teachers and students. Compared to frequent purchases from non-magical markets, being self-sufficient will obviously be more in line with the 'Statute of Secrecy'."

Aliena turned her head to look out the window, watching the ever-shrinking Hogwarts Castle in the distance, and spread her hands to explain softly.

"And fortunately, Professor Otto Apokalypse happened to have such an idle large fishing boat, so we were able to obtain such a large ship at a very cheap rental price for the food supply for the next semester."

In the distance, Hogwarts Castle and the Hyperion gradually disappeared behind a large mountain.

Therefore, students will have to wait a full two months before they can see the Hyperion hovering over the Black Lake with their own eyes.

Of course, the premise is that two months later, Dumbledore and Grindelwald have not yet solved the optical stealth magic on the Hyperion and cannot provide long-term "magical technology" for its continued operation.

If the wisdom and power of the two greatest wizards of the modern era cannot improve the Hyperion's stealth system from a magical level, then it may be necessary to wait for all the scientists from the former Soviet Union to be in place before giving the two old wizards some remedial courses on basic physics to see if they can help from a scientific perspective.

As for the British Ministry of Magic, they have always understood the importance of thinking from other people's perspectives and being considerate.

"Stop thinking about school, girls. It's vacation time."

Watching Hogwarts Castle disappear outside the window, Aliena clapped her hands and said cheerfully.

"To be honest," Hermione came back to her senses, "I never thought learning magic would be so tiring..."

"Yeah, I think so too," Hannah nodded in agreement. "Hermione, you don't know, sometimes I dream that 5r-2,3,4,5,6-pentahydroxyhexanal decomposes into adenosine triphosphate in my body..."

"Hannah! The semester is over! Can you speak properly?"

Aliena rubbed her forehead helplessly. She found that as they spent time together, the little devil attributes in each little girl's heart were gradually discovered, and there was even cross-infection and assimilation.

At least Hannah wouldn't deliberately mystify things with chemical terms like this when school started.

"Oh? But I remember you tricked us with that terrible dihydrogen monoxide for a long, long time..."

"Haven't I admitted my mistake?!"

"But that was after you were exposed, Aliena," Luna said leisurely. "Didn't you say before that admitting mistakes and confessing only count if you confess when no one knows?"

Aliena pretended not to hear.

"Anyway, the past is the past! Summer vacation has begun. Hannah and I will be staying with Mr. Newt Scamander for a month. How about you, Luna, do you want to come with us?!"

This topic really caught Luna's attention and immediately completed the defection.

"Eh?! Can I really...? I have to ask my dad for his opinion, but he should agree... especially if he knows we're staying with Mr. Scamander..."

"Hermione, what are your plans for the summer vacation? Do you want to come with us?"

Aliena turned her head to look at Hermione, who was sitting by the window, and proactively extended an invitation.

If she remembered correctly, Newt Scamander had never been good at dealing with people, especially girls.

Theoretically, the more cute little girls there were, the lower the chances of her being kicked out by Scamander, since Aliena wasn't sure what kind of attitude the current "Honorary President of the Little Animal Protection Association" in the magical world would have if she asked about certain aspects of magical animals.

Fortunately, Newt Scamander was already in his nineties.

If a conflict really happened, at least she should be able to retreat safely.

"I won't go. I plan to sign up for a math refresher course during the summer vacation."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, shook her head gently, and said quite seriously.

"Didn't you say that the school will add some general education subjects next semester? I'm going to brush up on some non-magical middle school courses so I can keep up. I have to admit, higher mathematics is quite interesting, and there are still many things I don't understand. Even though I'm a witch now, I don't want to be left too far behind by my former elementary school classmates."

"Eh?!"

Aliena was slightly stunned, and her ahoge trembled violently.

Danger!

Higher mathematics, tutoring, middle school courses?!

You know, she had told a lot of lies this semester to force the little beaver to learn math.

When Hermione finds out the truth when school starts next semester, will she directly pull out her ahoge?!

"Ahem, actually, Hermione, you don't have to work so hard. Actually, next year..."

Aliena scratched her cheeks and looked at the "Calculating Machine" who didn't plan to be human with utmost sincerity, preparing to persuade her a little.

Before the white-haired dumpling's charm judgment was completed, Hermione, who was faster, turned her head, her bright brown eyes looking directly at Aliena's face, carefully observing the little ahoge on the girl's head, and asked calmly.

"Higher mathematics will be popularized in Hogwarts' courses next semester, right? You let it slip before."

"Popularization will be popularized, but..."

"Shh, don't shake my hard-won determination, Aliena. I just want to be a little closer to you."

Hermione shook her head, raised her index finger, pressed it against the silver-haired Veela's lips, and pleaded softly.

"Mmm... uh-huh, okay..."

Aliena nodded helplessly.

Never mind, let's talk about the future later... Anyway, learning more knowledge is never a bad thing...

Aliena quickly put down her worries and happily played with Hermione and the others in the compartment.

After playing a few rounds of Exploding Snap and feeling a little tired of it, they simply called the boys from the next compartment and gathered together to play a game called "Werewolf" under Aliena's command.

Compared to the lineup at the beginning of the semester, Aliena's direct small group has obviously grown a lot.

Hermione, Hannah, Luna, Harry, Draco, Ron, Neville, Crabbe, Goyle, plus Aliena, just enough to form the most classic combination of three werewolves, three gods, three villagers, and one God.

As the head chef of Hogwarts, Aliena naturally provided a rich lunch for all the players in the compartment for free at noon.

As for the students in other compartments...

"Five Galleons for a six-inch beef kidney pie?! Are you crazy? In school, two potatoes can be exchanged for a big piece!"

"Seven Galleons for a small box of durian mille-feuille?! Unreasonable! This thing is worth at most three potatoes!"

"Pan-fried Black Lake fish steak, this dish is served free of charge in the school cafeteria every Thursday, and you're pricing it at twenty Galleons. Are you kidding me?!"

"I'm sorry, but you can choose another menu, the standard train meal, five silver Sickles a portion..."

"Forget it, forget it, give me a Spanish accordion potato roast. It's only five Galleons, here you go!"

Near noon, the amiable train attendant, as always, friendly knocked on the doors of each compartment, peddling various snacks, meals, and drinks.

The only slight difference from before was that she would first ask if any of the people present were little wizards who had passed the final exam.

If a little wizard proudly puffed out his chest and nodded in agreement, the train attendant would immediately hand out two menus...

An ordinary, unremarkable standard express train meal.

An ordinary Hogwarts version of lunch.

Aliena would not forget that since the end of the final exam, many of the little wizards on this train were now carrying pockets full of clinking gold...

Well, her Galleons - all of them.

Therefore, Aliena specially instructed that the trolley, which had been enchanted with a space-extension charm, would occasionally emit various tempting food aromas.

In this way, the little wizards could more directly follow the voice of their hearts and actively hand over the little Galleons they had just gotten.

As for those little guys who resisted the first wave of temptation...

It doesn't matter, the Hogwarts Express runs all day long, from morning to night.

However, the "Hogwarts Galleon Recovery Program" happening in other compartments was too far away for the little wizards who were immersed in the fresh and exciting game of Werewolf.

As Mr. Lu Xun said - most of the time, people's joys and sorrows are not connected, they only think the other compartments are noisy.