Visiting Zhang Zongde

Eli sent off the letter, then caught sight of the brand-new cloth pouch on the table. "If I don't show them the explanation soon, it'll probably start to stink."

He had finished today's lessons long ago, so Eli transformed directly into a burst of flame and vanished from Hogwarts.

The next moment, Eli appeared in bustling London. The ancient Hogwarts and the thriving city presented a stark contrast, leaving him with a faint sense of unreality.

He had to admit that after living so long in the Wizarding World, with its strong medieval character, he had become somewhat disconnected from modern cities.

Cars streamed past with roaring engines, and the chaotic blare of horns made Eli's head buzz.

The Ministry of Magic was located beneath London, and some Ministry employees entered places Muggles could not detect, much like corporate white-collar workers.

Eli had no interest in experiencing the Ministry's peculiar methods of entry again, whether toilets or telephone booths.

He did not even want to know what kind of people had come up with such hellish ideas in the first place.

He pulled out his Wand, which emitted wisps of silver smoke that vaguely formed an arrow pointing in a certain direction.

Dumbledore had given Eli the address, allowing him to use a spell to locate Zhang Zongde's residence.

Then Eli followed the arrow all the way there, only to fall into deep thought as he stared at the women's restroom in front of him.

Did this spell only travel in straight lines? That was way too convenient!

Eli twisted and turned through various blocks until he nearly threw up before the arrow finally pointed steadily at a particular house.

"I'm definitely improving this spell later!"

Eli straightened his clothes, walked up to the door, and knocked.

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