"Hmph. The Minister and the others were bound to handle this. As I see it, these people were only in such a hurry because someone was stirring them up from behind..." In The Three Broomsticks, Dirk Clesway withdrew his gaze and was about to get himself another drink. "Hmm? What's this..." Clesway looked at the beer trembling slightly in the glass mug on the tabletop, and at the little bubbles constantly rising. He frowned in puzzlement and said to his companions, "An earthquake? But we're in the air..."
"Blockhead, were you watching Madam Rosmerta mixing drinks at the bar again? Got you all stirred up, did she?" The wizard beside him laughed and clapped him on the shoulder.
"No, the beer really is shaking. What's going on? And have you felt... the wind blowing in through the windows seems to have gotten stronger?" another companion asked suspiciously, raising his beer mug.
Outside the pub, the protesters' chants had also turned into startled cries. Far above the Floating City, the enormous Dragons of various shapes and colors stopped patrolling and stretching their wings, then beat their wings and flew rapidly back toward the Floating City. They circled the city and descended in orderly fashion, disappearing from the wizards' sight as they returned to the Dragon Dens carved into the mountain beneath the Floating City.
Several kinds of Floating Ships that had previously been announced also suddenly Apparated back in large numbers. They converged from every direction, gathering rather densely around the Floating City for a time, then began docking in an orderly manner under the guidance of the supervisors at Hogwarts' Floating Ship piers and ports.
All of a sudden, there came a slightly more violent tremor, as if the Floating City had just risen into the air. Several unlucky mugs