Harry suddenly suggested, "Why don't we go find Ron?"
"That's a very good idea." Morris nodded. "I think Fred and George would also be interested in my ship; they've already agreed to become my crew members."
Harry thought the twins would probably faint from excitement.
" The Weasley family won the Daily Prophet's grand prize, a total of seven hundred Galleon," he said. "So they went on a trip to Egypt and should be home by now."
"Seven hundred Galleon?" Morris whistled. "That's quite a windfall."
What a lucky family!
He had always assumed that these newspaper raffles were predetermined.
Perhaps he could try participating next time.
What if?
"Do you know where their house is?" Harry asked.
" Fred and George gave me a map." Morris pulled a slightly worn piece of parchment from his pocket.
The twins had invited him to their the Burrow long ago, but he had never had the time.
"Let's go." Morris smiled slightly as he looked at the map. "It'll only take about an hour's flight."
A shadow flew over Harry's head.
He instinctively looked up and saw a huge creature directly in front of the bottle, pulling the enormous glass bottle they were in.
That was...
Harry squinted, unable to see the creature clearly because part of it was blocked by the cork.
Only a faint white color could be seen.
etc.
It was a skeleton; he recognized it—the skeleton of an unknown behemoth.
He knew that Morris was researching a magical bone magic, and this might be one of the results of that research.
Making bones fly with magic sounds bizarre, but when applied to Morris, it seems... quite reasonable.
In fact, that was Morris's Bone Dragon.
Since the flight function of the Ship in a Bottle was not yet perfect, he had no choice but to resort to this last resort, using the Bone Dragon as a temporary power source.
"His skill level is still not good enough," Morris sighed inwardly.
While Harry was still speculating about the identity of the giant skeleton, Morris beckoned to him, "Let's go into the cabin, Harry."
Harry snapped out of his daze and followed Morris down the Trapdoor in the center of the deck into the cabin below.
This is a very comfortable-looking room, quite different from the style of the outside world.
A thick, warm carpet, a magic wall lamp emitting a soft white light, a large green sofa, and two matching armchairs, all surrounding a low coffee table.
Morris sat down in an armchair and explained, "We're in the living room now. Go through the door on your left and you'll see a hallway with several bedrooms. The toilet is on your right. You can look around. Oh, but don't open the door at the very end of the hallway; that's my private room."
Harry never expected the cabin to be so spacious. He asked curiously, "It seems much bigger here than it appears from the outside?"
"I know how to expand space." Morris waved his wand, manipulating the tea set on the coffee table, pouring himself and Harry each a steaming cup of tea. " The Undetectable Extension Charm —you may have heard of it."
"To be honest, no," Harry said.
"Do you need me to explain it to you?" Morris smiled. "But I can't guarantee you'll understand."
Harry took the teacup that floated towards him and suddenly felt a little dazed.
Keep in mind, they are currently flying at an altitude of ten thousand meters, sitting in a wooden boat encased in a giant glass bottle, discussing magic for expanding space.
"It feels like a dream, doesn't it?" Morris took a sip of tea.
Harry nodded.
"In fact, I think so too." Morris slumped back in his armchair, sighing softly, "But that's magic. Turning all your imagination... little by little, painstakingly... into reality."
Harry felt this was completely different from the magic he had imagined.
Isn't magic simply about waving a wand and casting various spells?
During the flight, Morris also shared with Harry his treasured collection of desserts—all of which he had carefully sourced from various Muggle confectionery shops.
About forty-five minutes later, Harry felt the Ship in a Bottle rapidly descending before finally coming to a complete stop.
"We're here." Morris glanced out the window, stood up from his armchair, and stretched. "Let's go. I see some people coming this way; it should be the Weasley family."
Harry quickly put down his teacup and followed Morris out of the living room, returning to the deck via the passageway.
Just like when they came up, the two climbed down the boat using a ladder and stepped out of the bottle.
The Burrow was not far away, and three figures were rapidly approaching.
"By the way, won't Muggle spot us flying in the sky?" Harry suddenly asked.
He thought of the Flying Ford Anglia incident from last year.
"Don't worry, I've considered that possibility," Morris glanced at him. "I've cast a spell; Muggle can't see the Ship in a Bottle."
This is also one of the reasons he carries the bottle on his boat jacket—it makes it easier to engrave invisible runes.
As they were speaking, the three figures had already run up to them.
It's Fred, George, and Arthur.
"It really was you, Morris!"
The twins' eyes shone with an alarming intensity as they scrutinized the Ship in a Bottle behind Morris.
Arthur also looked completely dumbfounded.
"Hello, Mr. Weasley, I'm Morris Black, just call me Morris." Morris turned to Arthur and greeted him politely.
Arthur then came to his senses.
He blinked nervously and said, "Oh, hello, Morris Fred and George have said a lot about you."
Morris noticed that the three of them were staring intently at his Ship in a Bottle and chuckled, "Want to take a look?"
Fred and George nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"Please come ahead." Morris smiled and stepped aside.
"I'm going to find Ron," Harry said, and ran toward the Burrow.
He really wanted to see Ron's expression when he saw the Ship in a Bottle.
A dozen minutes later, all the members of the Weasley family had gathered on Morris's ship.
Apart from the eldest Bill and the second brother Charlie, neither of them were home.
Even so, the living room was still packed with people.
"Perhaps I should expand the space a bit more," Morris said, sending the Ship in a Bottle soaring into the air once more.
"That's enough," Fred said, putting his hand on Morris's shoulder. "Did you build this ship?"
"What else?" Morris shrugged. "I plan to make this the Explorers ' base camp."
Headquarters!
"I'm so glad I joined your organization." George's face was filled with barely suppressed excitement.
He turned around and shouted, "Dad, Mom, isn't this boat amazing?"
"Fantastic!" Arthur replied immediately, his face almost pressed against the window.
Besides him, Molly, Ginny, Ron, and Percy were all crowding around him.
Morris felt he needed to install a few more windows.