"This is the convenience of Floo Network. It can transport wizards quickly. However, compared to this, I am still interested in the machine of Muggle that can fly in the sky... That machine seems to be more interesting than the flying broomstick in some aspects..."
It seems that in order to avoid the discomfort caused by Mo Fei, Grindelwald took the initiative to mention an interesting result about Muggle.
Regarding his kindness, Mo Fei chose to accept it.
However, he is not that fragile. "That machine is called an airplane. However, even if it is perfect enough, it is not as practical as a broom in terms of convenience. However, it can take away a large number of people at once, which is worthy of praise..."
Mo Fei pointed at the teleportation door, "Has this place always been so conspicuous? If other wizards saw it, it might be troublesome... I feel that Dumbledore might be a frequent visitor here in the future..."
Mo Fei stated the facts, and Grindelwald did not deny this.
"It doesn't matter. If you think this place is a bit conspicuous, just treat it as graffiti. After all, the juice of magic saffron is used as paint, but there have been such cases... In the future, except for us, maybe no one will come here through Floo Network..."
"Don't worry about security. This line is encrypted. It's normal to leave from here, but if you want to get here, you must go through my corresponding node..."
"And Nurmengard... except for me, no one can do anything easily..."
"... That's not what I meant..." Mo Fei was still a little helpless.
"Forget it, since things have become like this, let it be like this. I will just wait for those wizard orphans to arrive..."
After getting Mo Fei's promise, Grindelwald also smiled with satisfaction, then went out and left.
He specially brought his men down and seemed to have implemented this matter.
Just after they all left, Mo Fei had time to return to the orphanage and start preparing to welcome a new child. He had not adopted a new child for a long time, and now he was still a little uneasy.
This kind of child has been a wizard from the beginning. He only adopted Tom. When Kyle was young, Mo Fei never really thought about it in this direction. But now, these upcoming children are definitely wizards, so what should his attitude be?
Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of that little guy Kyle.
How is his store prepared? Will he be able to gain anything this time around?
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Pulling his gaze back to Hogwarts Express, Tom is still sitting in Malfoy's box.
"Mr. Riddle, I think it's been a holiday since I haven't written a letter. We should be friends, right?... I think the location of the Malfoy Manor I told you before seems a bit redundant..."
Malfoy expressed his dissatisfaction with the aria that he was very accustomed to.
Of course, how much of this dissatisfaction is sincere is a matter of opinion...
Tom also expressed his apology for this.
"I'm sorry, because there are no suitable owls where I live, so it's not very convenient to write letters or something like that... As an apology, I would like to treat you to a snack to express my apology... This is specially made by my family..."
Tom took out a small package wrapped in oil paper from the suitcase.
He opened it carefully, and inside were several snacks made by Mo Fei himself.
Tom doesn't like sweet snacks, so here are basically salty snacks - small pieces of sea salt biscuits, bacon and cream European buns, and some meat sauce sandwiches...
These snacks have been well preserved, and because of this, they are now selling well.
Malfoy didn't know what to say for a moment.
Among the social etiquette of aristocrats, delicacies prepared by the host themselves are completely sincere. This alone is enough to make up for Tom's previous rude behavior.
Not to mention, the aroma of these foods directly makes Malfoy, who has seen the world, feel a little distracted.
Tom was a little dazed when he saw Malfoy. He placed a sandwich with a fork on top of a fresh piece of oil paper and handed it over.
"Try it,... these foods taste very good..."
Malfoy stiffly took the sandwich and nodded his thanks.
"Thank you then..."
After finishing speaking, Tom took the lead in picking up an European bun and started eating it. He didn't eat in the morning and was feeling a little hungry now. This European bun was enough to relieve his hunger.
Malfoy seems a bit reserved, and he rarely accepts other people's food like this.
Even among Pure-blood, he likes to put on airs. When he took the train before, he would not eat when there were outsiders to prevent himself from being damaged by the food residue in an environment like the train...
But now, the aroma of the sandwich kept hitting his nose, and he wanted to eat it.
When he thought of it, he did it.
The meat sauce sandwich is made with freshly baked bread, meat sauce, scrambled eggs and a small amount of vegetables.
The saltiness of the meat sauce combined with the milky and sweet flavor of the eggs fried in butter, plus the sweetness of a small amount of vegetables, directly burst out a huge juice in the mouth...
Even if the freshly baked bread has been stored for such a long time, you can still feel the soft and crisp texture.
In his mouth, the layers of the sandwich were like waves of waves, hitting his taste buds bit by bit.
For a moment, he was not sure whether he was on a train or swimming in a sea of food.
Before he knew it, Malfoy had finished the entire sandwich by himself.
Even at the end, he burped lightly~
"~burp"
As soon as this movement came out, Malfoy's body became a little stiffer.
Fortunately, Tom also happened to burp at this time in order to relieve the embarrassment.
"Hiccup~"
The same movement immediately broke the awkward moment.
Malfoy didn't say anything unethical. Instead, he asked curiously.
"I understand why you are so uninterested in Hogwarts's food... If I often eat this kind of delicacy, then Hogwarts's food is indeed one level worse..."
"And are you sure that this is your family's cooking skills, not House-elf's cooking skills? If it were House-elf's cooking skills, I think many people would send their clumsy guys to you for training..."
Malfoy's attitude is just so clear. Even if he wants to praise the deliciousness of the food, he will always go around the bush.
"Thanks for the compliment, but these are really his hobbies... As for training House-elf, I don't think those stupid guys can learn these advanced techniques..."
Tom also made a joke on those House-elf. Now, Malfoy laughed even happier...
This harmonious conversation did not last long. As the new Prefect, Malfoy was about to patrol the train, and now only Tom was left in the box.
At this time, he also thought of another friend of his - Owen of Ravenclaw.
Anyway, there was nothing going on right now, so he planned to stop by and take a look...