Since the start of the school year, Vincent has encountered all sorts of things.
The Goblet of Fire has been tampered with, the Hogwarts Champion are being trained, the dragon in the First Task is cursed, the Death Eaters hidden in the school are being found, a new Marauder's Map is being drawn, the Yule Ball being held, and today is Valentine's Day.
He thought that he could leisurely enjoy the next four years of campus life by completing all his courses through the Time-Turner last year, but now it seems that all of this is just wishful thinking. The word "leisure" is basically out of his reach.
After breakfast, he went upstairs and lay down for a while. He realized that instead of continuing to worry about these troublesome things, it was better to rest properly, as Evelyn had suggested.
Since it's a break, you should definitely do something you enjoy.
Vincent glanced at the poster on the wall.
This year's Grammy Awards will be held on March 1st, featuring Michael's iconic performance that has made history in pop music.
It's only half a month apart. If you have time then, go and witness the birth of history with your own eyes.
As for now...
Vincent rested his chin on his hands, staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
The weather is so nice today, it seems like a good idea to go for a walk.
Without hesitation, he took off his pajamas, changed into comfortable sportswear, put on his 5.0 version Flying Boots, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
The sound barrier caused by exceeding the speed of sound has long been perfectly resolved, and the noise and physical effects of flight have also been concealed by Magic Institute.
The 5.0 version of the Flying Boots can be said to be the most advanced small flying device in the world. The combination of magic and technology can indeed bring about better changes.
Vincent, under the influence of the Disillusionment Charm, quickly flew away from Great Britain and into the Atlantic Ocean.
Looking at the boundless sea, he suddenly felt an urge to keep flying forward.
"Then, let's set off."
He activated the recording function of his Magical Communicator, intending to record the entire flight.
Then he brought his legs together, and his two Flying Boots quickly merged into one.
The several nozzles on the sole of the shoe combine to form a larger nozzle, spraying out a terrifying blast of air comparable to a rocket launch.
Anyway, no one would notice, Vincent simply pushed the speed to the limit.
It's close to Mach 10, about 10 times the speed of sound, even faster than when we tested it a few days ago.
Flying along the Atlantic Ocean for a short while, you'll see the Canary Islands volcanoes, seas of clouds, and deserts coexist.
This is Spain, a country full of passion and enthusiasm.
Continuing on from the golden desert, you'll soon see a breathtaking pink landscape.
This is Rose Lake in Senegal. Due to the presence of extremophiles, the lake water is tinged with a beautiful color and a romantic atmosphere.
Vincent hovered in mid-air, overlooking the vast desert.
The pink oval lake directly below stood out starkly from its surroundings, a testament to the wonders of nature that left him in awe.
Having enjoyed the beautiful scenery, it's time to set off again.
After crossing the Sahara Desert, a magnificent oasis comes into view.
This is Morocco, located at the northwestern tip of the Africa continent, a country full of exotic charm.
Upon arriving in Cape Town, South Africa, Vincent's eyes were drawn to a road with one side perpendicular to a cliff.
What if the vehicles above accidentally fall into the Atlantic Ocean on the other side...
He shook his head and slowed down as he flew over the road.
The further you go, the darker the sky becomes.
Vincent suddenly had the illusion that time had been accelerated.
The Atlantic Ocean was exceptionally calm at night. He quickened his pace and arrived in the mysterious and colorful South America.
This place is filled with tranquility, harmony, and vitality, a home for wild animals far removed from human interference.
It's sunrise now, and words simply cannot adequately describe this natural art palace.
While the Magical Projection can perfectly replicate this magnificent scenery, it cannot recreate the awe-inspiring experience of being there.
The South American jungle is vast, Vincent lost his way after only a short stay.
He instinctively continued forward, and in the distance he could see a giant cross standing on the mountain.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that this was the Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Its open arms symbolize the warm welcome and open-mindedness of the Brazilian people, and are not merely a religious symbol.
Crossing the Patagonian Plateau, one is greeted by a spectacular "cloud-swallowing and mist-spitting" landscape composed of glaciers, lakes, and the sharp peaks of Mount FitzRoy.
Further ahead, you can see some Mayan ruins, and in the distance, there is a long highway across the sea.
Although North America is not as vast as South America, the Icefields Parkway, which straddles the Rocky Mountains, still gave Vincent a strong visual impact.
Peyto Lake, in particular, with its jewel-blue hue due to glacial meltwater, is just as captivating as Rose Lake, which is pink.
A little further west, there is an inland highway full of the charm of the western wilderness.
Back on the Atlantic Ocean, this short journey has finally come to its last stop.
There is an island in the Atlantic Ocean covered in ice and snow: Iceland.
Neighboring Norway has the azure North Sea, and crossing it leads back to Great Britain.
Vincent slowed down, looking down at the beautiful Scottish Highlands.
He paused briefly above Hogwarts Castle before speeding back to London.
It only took a little over four hours to fly around the Earth along the Atlantic Ocean.
Vincent recalled the spectacular and beautiful scenery he had just seen, feeling as if he were in a dream, as if it were unreal.
If it weren't for the video in the Magical Communicator, he would have really thought that this short but wonderful journey was happening in a dream.
"Sweetie, come down for dinner!"
Vincent quickly took off his Flying Boots. "Okay, Mom!"
At lunchtime, the Wayne noticed that he was smiling the whole time, unlike his gloomy face in the morning.
Eric asked curiously, "In a good mood? Did something good happen?"
Vincent smiled and shook his head. "No, it's just that I suddenly realized how small the Wizarding World is."
The Wayne couple looked puzzled, feeling that something about him seemed different.
However, some change is better than no change, and the fact that she's smiling so happily can't be a bad thing.
Eric relaxed his furrowed brow. "It's Valentine's Day, are you really planning to stay home?"
Vincent shrugged. "What else?"
Eric put down his cutlery and put his arm around Evelyn, who was sitting next to him. "What do you think? I'm going on a date with your mother later, so you'll have to take care of dinner yourself."
Evelyn quickly pushed away his winking face, "Why are you still going on dates after being married for so many years?"
That's what she said, but her face was full of joy.
Vincent understood the hint in his father's eyes and nodded casually. "Valentine's Day is indeed a good opportunity to strengthen relationships, but I don't think we need it anymore."
The Wayne couple's eyes widened in surprise.
Not needed? That means...
Vincent nodded gently. "Mom and Dad, aren't you going out this afternoon? Perfect timing, we've never tried dating at home before, we wonder how it will be different from going out."