No Britain can refuse Queen Elizabeth II; if one can, it's because you haven't offered enough.
When Vincent led Hermione back to the rainbow-colored hot air balloon and opened the suitcase full of £10, everyone in the team had no objections.
The young couple just wanted some time alone, and besides, hot air balloons have been around for over two hundred years, so they're quite safe as long as they're operated correctly.
The thoughtful tour leader also introduced the two to many must-see attractions.
Looking down from high above offers a completely different experience.
He repeatedly reminded them of the precautions, but Vincent and Hermione didn't pay much attention.
Even without a wand, a wizard can subtly influence the wind speed around them using magic.
"Have you all remembered this?" the team leader asked with a serious expression.
"Got it." Vincent climbed into the basket and reached out his hand to Hermione.
Under the watchful eyes of the entire team, the hot air balloon carrying the two began to slowly ascend.
"May God bless you..." Amid the team's prayers, the rainbow-colored hot air balloon flew further and further away.
Just then, a burgundy GT-R sped into Ashton Court.
It was parked next to the sapphire blue Bugatti, Rinne, who got out of the car, felt that the car looked somewhat familiar.
If you can't remember, then don't think about it.
She looked up at the hot air balloon on the horizon, which had shrunk to a tiny dot.
It's 4 pm now, so I should be able to get a panoramic view of Bristol before sunset.
Her gaze swept across the teams on the lawn, finally settling on a pink hot air balloon.
Inside the rainbow-colored hot air balloon, Vincent and Hermione sat side by side on the edge of the basket, leisurely enjoying the beautiful city view below.
The two would occasionally pick up their binoculars to observe, but most of the time they would snuggle together.
"Look! I've found the University of the West of England!"
Vincent took the telescope from Hermione and, following her directions, quickly found a university town.
He continued looking ahead and discovered a beautiful seaside.
On the other side of the sea should be Wales, one of the kingdoms of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, not that stubborn Auror.
Vincent couldn't help but laugh whenever he thought of this person.
Hermione, nestled in his arms, turned her head. "Did you remember something happy?"
"Yes." Vincent put down his binoculars.
"Before summer vacation, Tonks wrote to me and said that the Auror who was always watching me had been transferred by their office manager to Diagon Alley."
This lucrative job is usually only suitable for intern Auror.
Hermione couldn't help but feel sorry for him. "That's so tragic."
However, his intuition was quite accurate; he was able to guess that Batman was you without any evidence.
"Yes." Vincent's gaze toward her became somewhat strange. "Speaking of intuition, your intuition is actually more accurate."
"Huh?" Hermione looked surprised. "My intuition is more accurate? For example?"
"For example, you might guess that Rinne would come to Britain to see me, even though she came to see me to discuss a collaboration."
"Okay." Hermione quietly rested her head on his shoulder. "Then do you think we'll run into her again?"
Vincent pointed to the hot air balloon above his head, "We're nearly 10,000 meters in the air right now, how could we possibly run into her?"
Hermione shifted to a more comfortable position, resting her head on his arm. "Maybe," she said. "She's the eldest daughter of the Shingu Family, with more money than you, and much more capricious."
As soon as they finished speaking, their vision suddenly dimmed.
The sun is still hanging in the background; could it be dark clouds?
Vincent looked up and saw a pink hot air balloon passing right over them.
But this speed is too fast! It was over there in the blink of an eye.
No, there's an aura of magic.
Hermione, who also felt it, straightened up. "Uh... did I guess right?"
Vincent's lips twitched wildly. "See? I told you your intuition was right, well... in a sense."
Hermione chuckled dryly. "She doesn't seem to have noticed us again. Should we go over and say hello?"
Vincent paused, "You don't mind?"
"Of course I don't mind."
She said that, but her little hands were already tightly wrapped around his arm.
This is a clear declaration of sovereignty.
Now that she was ready, Vincent began to manipulate the wind speed around him using his magic.
The rainbow-colored hot air balloon was getting faster and faster, and had already caught up with the pink hot air balloon in front of it.
Vincent could even stand up and wave hello, the pink hot air balloon suddenly accelerated.
He looked at Hermione somewhat awkwardly. "Didn't she notice us?"
The distance was actually quite far just now; you really couldn't see who it was unless you looked closely.
The rainbow-colored hot air balloon accelerated again, but the pink hot air balloon in front of it also accelerated.
Good grief, you're going to fly a hot air balloon, huh?
Vincent unleashed his full magical power, gathering all the surrounding winds.
The vortex behind the rainbow-colored hot air balloon acted like a propulsion engine, and in the blink of an eye, it had sped ahead of the pink hot air balloon, leaving it far behind.
Rinne was stunned.
She smoothed her wind-blown hair and once again realized just how audacious the Britain wizards were.
She knew someone who dared to play with time at will; the one before her had even dared to create a small hurricane with his powerful magic.
If the hot air balloon were to burst accidentally, it would fall from an altitude of over 10,000 meters...
The scene was so gory that Rinne quickly slowed it down.
The rainbow-colored hot air balloons ahead also slowed down in perfect unison.
Are we at odds?
With such powerful magic, how can you be so stingy?
Just as she was about to accelerate at full speed, Vincent stood up and waved to her.
"What a coincidence, we've run into each other again..."
These words suddenly rang in Rinne's ears.
Was he trying to pick me up?
Wait, why does that sound so familiar?
She picked up her binoculars and looked at the rainbow-colored hot air balloon.
There was a man and a woman in the hanging basket; the man looked a lot like Vincent.
"Uh..." She put down the binoculars and rubbed her eyes hard.
The Wayne family acquired the Bugatti factory last year, and that sapphire blue Bugatti EB110 that always seemed vaguely familiar...
She raised the binoculars again and looked very carefully.
It really was Vincent, and the very pretty girl next to him was clinging tightly to his arm.
No wonder they had such audacity.
Compared to playing with time, what's a small hurricane to propel a hot air balloon with magic?
Rinne suddenly had the illusion that she was getting old.
It's only been a little over a year since we last met, and the little boy has grown into a grown man. Not only does he possess such powerful magic, but he has also found a girlfriend who is just as beautiful as her.
Her father's wish was destined to be completely dashed. Fortunately, she didn't have any special feelings for Vincent, otherwise she would have been heartbroken alone for a long time, just like Kenny had.
She didn't recognize Hermione even when the two hot air balloons were almost touching.
After all, girls change a lot as they grow up, and they become more and more beautiful.