Egypt, the Nile Delta.
Zhang Xiao walked through the streets of Cairo. It was midsummer, and he wore local clothing, looking like a tourist taking in the sights.
In fact, that was exactly what he was doing.
Sunlight shone over the ancient city, gilding it in gold. The colors here were warm, and buildings old and new blended together with a distinctive visual impact.
The old quarter was relatively run-down. Zhang Xiao saw plenty of ruins and half-finished houses, too, and wondered why no one repaired them. The alleyways were crowded.
The aroma of baked flatbread drifted through the lanes, where most of the stalls sold little trinkets rich in local character.
Wearing sunglasses, Zhang Xiao soaked up the exotic atmosphere washing over him.
Before long, someone singled him out. A local with a thick accent stopped Zhang Xiao and asked whether he wanted to experience traditional local accommodation, adding that he could arrange a camel tour of the Great Pyramid.
Zhang Xiao waved him away. Five hundred dollars... do I look like an idiot? He even made a point of specifying US dollars...
He wandered around Cairo until an Egyptian vulture brought him Bill's reply.
"Bill, long time no see."
Inside a tucked-away tavern, Zhang Xiao greeted Bill with a smile.
"Long time no see. I was honestly a little surprised to get your letter." Sitting on a stool at the bar, Bill waved and pushed a Butterbeer toward him. He was still as "cool" as ever.
The little fan dangling from his ear swayed. After the great battle ended, Bill had returned to Gringotts. As he put it, no other job could offer the same degree of challenge.
Charlie held much the same philosophy. To him, dragons, those extremely dangerous fantastic beasts, were adorable.
"The Muggles here prohibit