I Saw the Flow of Information, Heh

Friday night.

Crates of supplies were packed into suitcases enchanted with the Undetectable Extension Charm, then arranged and sorted.

The Cottage companions were making their final preparations. As Hannah put it, completely curing the Werewolf tribe was a great undertaking, one worthy of being recorded in the history of magic in the Wizarding World. They were honored to be part of it.

Neville walked over and looked at Anton. "Everything's ready. We should get going."

Anton said nothing. He merely stared blankly at the full moon in the sky and let out a deep breath. His right eye turned into a deep blue heterochromatic eye, glinting with an indescribably strange light.

"Within the vast sea of stars, I saw a blood moon."

Neville froze for a moment and looked up. The moonlight was bright and clear, clouds drifted by, and the stars shone brilliantly. He could not help shrugging. "I think it's pretty nice weather."

The corners of Anton's mouth lifted slightly as he smiled. "It is."

He beckoned, and a Flying Broomstick flew into his palm. "Let's go!"

Whoosh~

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The Flying Broomsticks shot into the air. Anton drew his wand and waved it, and pink feather-shaped markers flashed across everyone's brooms.

Buzz~

In an instant, all the brooms accelerated again, faintly emitting strange buzzing sounds.

This had originally been a result of Professor Snape's research into Lesser Dragon Species for the dragon farm—Fat Ball. The feathers of this hybrid Lesser Dragon Species could increase a Flying Broomstick's speed. (Chapter 80)

Anton had used the Biomimetic Spell to replicate the magic contained within them. (Chapter 139)

Though the boost was still inferior to a Thestral's flying speed, it was far faster than the latest Firebolt.

Well, especially since everyone was riding Firebolts now.

Before long, the Cottage