The train slowly pulled into the station. Quite a few passengers waiting on the platform boarded along the route.
"Are we in Russia?" Sirius rubbed his eyes and muttered drowsily.
Matthew did not look away from the book in his hands as he said slowly, "Yes, we're in Smolensk. We still have another five or six hours. You can keep sleeping."
"Oh..." Sirius flopped back onto the table.
A Russian Wizarding World newspaper wanted to join Magic Age Newspaper and had invited them over to discuss a partnership.
This land had undergone drastic changes two years ago, and not much time had passed since then. Neither the Muggle World nor the Wizarding World here was particularly safe.
Magic Age Newspaper's business had previously been limited to Eastern Europe. This was a good opportunity to enter the Russian market, so Matthew decided to make a trip to Russia.
In the Wizarding World, crossing national borders through magic was illegal.
The Floo Networks of different countries were not connected either.
They had not taken a plane, since Sirius thought Muggle aircraft were unreliable and refused to board one no matter what.
Thus, they could only take the Eurasian Railway to Belarus first before transferring to a train bound for Russia.
Besides the two of them, Cassandra, the editor-in-chief of the news department, was traveling with them.
Cassandra had also fallen asleep along the way. She was exhausted and had not even noticed the train stopping.
Unlike Sirius, she did not disregard her image and sprawl over the table. She was merely leaning against her seat, though at some point her head had ended up resting on Matthew's shoulder.
They were seated side by side, and there were no passengers in the seats opposite them for the moment.
The carriage door opened, and