"We're here. Somewhere around here."
The Aircraft began to slow, kicking up a great cloud of debris. But most physical damage could not penetrate the defenses of an Aircraft powered by magic.
Andrew was the first to step down. He felt unnaturally light, and the ground beneath his feet felt strangely unreal. He had no grand thoughts about it.
Finally made it up here. It's even more desolate than I expected.
Through his Bubble-Head Charm, he studied the surroundings. He waved his wand to test how spellcasting felt, then used another spell to lift the footprint he had left and put it away.
[My wand feels lighter.]
The glowing words appeared in the air above Andrew's head.
Karkaroff seemed to say something, but Andrew could only see his mouth move. A moment later, words appeared above Karkaroff's head too.
[Interesting. Communicating here is even more magical than in the Dream System.]
Andrew could have sworn Karkaroff had made his letters a little bigger.
So Andrew waved his wand again. This time, the words appeared inside a bubble.
More precisely, inside a black-cat speech bubble.
Fancy tricks? Against Transfiguration? Keep it up and I'll add an entrance effect.
The Dream System was still in development. More precisely, those Mushrooms had only just developed plant consciousness, so Andrew did not dare tamper with them. In the real world, though? This was easy.
[What's that?]
Dumbledore made an adjustment. His speech bubble took on the color of mead, then gained an Ice-cube effect. Even the lettering turned ornate. Clearly, Dumbledore had learned fast. Transfiguration was his specialty, after all.
[A way to make the words stand out.]
The black cat in front of Andrew patted its paws as it wrote. He should not have started playing with effects. What mattered now was exploring