Chapter 221 My old driver! (Ch 221)

In the sky, accompanied by the rumbling sound of the engine, Kaisen also explained his travel plan to everyone.

“Let’s go to the Netherlands first. There’s only a sea between there and England. We can go there to try which one is better, snow peas or Chinese beans. Then we can go to France to get some bran to try, and by the way, go to Spain to see if we can get some ham back.”

“Then we’ll take the air route and head straight to Italy. I want to see if I’ll get beaten for eating pineapple pasta pizza and iced American coffee on the streets of Italy. After Italy, we’ll go to Greece, Croatia, Switzerland, and Germany, and then we’ll go to Romania. We’ll drop Lupin off there and sign a contract with them, and then we can go home and rest.”

Harry, who was sitting in the back, raised his hand slowly: “Professor, why don’t we go directly to Romania instead of taking such a long tour?”

“Because the Ministry of Magic pays us on a daily basis, the more fun we have, the more gold Galleons we get,” Kaisen explained.

“Wow, how much funding does the Ministry of Magic give a day?” asked Harry.

“Three hundred gold Galleons.”

“…………How about we take a trip to Asia? It’s not far anyway.”

“No, that won’t be enough.” Sirius counted on his fingers and shook his head.

“It should be plenty, right?” Harry asked doubtfully.

“No, no, no, this year we just happened to catch the Quidditch World Cup. I bought the tickets… They’re very expensive.”

Kaisen looked back at Sirius. The price that he said was expensive must be really expensive, although this sentence was a bit like nonsense.

“Should we shorten our trip?” Harry was a little worried that he would not be able to make it to the Quidditch World Cup.

“Don’t worry. I just calculated that if we stay in each country for three days, there is enough time, unless the plane disintegrates in the next second and rushes us into the Bermuda Triangle.” Sirius said nonsense.

Kaisen, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, said in a somewhat stiff tone: “Lupin, please help me give that stinky dog ​​in the back seat a few good beatings.”

Lupin clicked his tongue and said, “Isn’t this a bad idea?” But he didn’t stop at all. He unbuckled his seat belt, turned around and punched Sirius twice.

“Are you okay?” Although Harry subconsciously wanted to laugh, he felt that it was not particularly polite, so he had to temporarily pretend to be polite and asked.

“It’s okay.” Sirius responded to Harry with his lips, and as he spoke he unbuttoned his coat, revealing twelve men’s magazines covering the entire year of 1992.

Kaisen, who was sitting in the front, listened to their whispers and looked back. Then he reached out and took a copy with some confusion, because he seemed to remember that this magazine was only published in 2004… How could it be so many years earlier?

“Um… it’s not a good idea for you to read this while flying a plane?” Sirius gave one book to Harry and one to Lupin, then looked at the one in Kaisen’s hand and asked awkwardly.

“I understand you very well, but can you please not teach Harry a bad lesson? This magazine is too adult for a thirteen-year-old boy like him.” As he said that, Kaisen took the magazine that made Harry blush and threw it at Lupin.

“Um… Professor, I think…” Harry said somewhat awkwardly.

“There are two main tasks in life. Do you know what they are?” Kaisen ignored Harry and asked back.

“What?”

“Eating and bitter, and I see you are like this now.”

Kaisen glanced back at Harry halfway through his speech and said, “You’re probably full now.”

Harry felt a little embarrassed listening to Kaisen’s cryptic yet explicit words.

“I understand. Boys of your age must have a few copies of Liu Bei under their beds. It’s normal. But could you please keep your professor’s attention while you read this?” Kaisen began to persuade him earnestly.

Harry seemed to have a sudden inspiration: “Do you want to see it?”

Kaisen’s expression was a little stiff: “Who do you think I am? I read the Alchemy Journal! Lupin will punch Sirius twice later and let him be disrespectful to his age and corrupt the flowers of the wizarding world!”

After Sirius was hit hard by two punches this time, Kaysen also thought that he couldn’t be partial to one and leave Harry alone during the long journey. He naturally took out an alchemy journal from his ring and handed it to Harry: “Read this if you have nothing to do.”

After Harry took the journal, he looked at its size, then looked at the remaining magazines in Sirius’s clothes, and decisively picked up one at random and put it in the alchemy journal to read.

Kaisen, who was sitting in the front, flew the plane for a while and looked back. He was very satisfied to see Harry staring at the book intently. This motionless gaze had already reached the realm of reading, comparable to the beauty in the book, but it was still not enough.

After all, those alchemy masters can really make their own golden house in the book…they can really rub gold with their hands.

Kaisen continued to fly the plane with satisfaction, humming a song. After humming for a while, he looked back and saw Harry still there, reading the alchemy journal honestly and seriously.

My face turned red when I saw it.

“Harry, are you hot?” he asked.

Harry touched his face and found it was indeed very hot: “It’s quite hot, is there air conditioning?”

Kaisen shook his head: “I’m just an ordinary alchemist. I don’t have those advanced technologies, and naturally I don’t have high-end goods like air conditioners.” He said and stretched out his hand to Harry.

Just as the latter subconsciously clenched the book in his hand, square cubes of ice fell out of Kaisen’s hand like an ice maker.

“Wow, I just happened to bring whiskey!” Sirius excitedly took out the bottle and glass from his pocket, put a piece of ice in the glass, poured the wine and was about to drink it himself, but then he remembered Kaisen, the only one working at the moment.

“Come here!” He handed the wine glass to Kaisen’s mouth.

“No need.” The latter refused, and looking at Lupin he nodded involuntarily. It was very good not to drink when turning on the computer and not to turn on the computer when drinking.

The next moment, Kaisen betrayed Lupin’s trust: “I built an automatic wine cabinet on the plane.” He pressed a button on the center console and said, “Whiskey on the rocks.”

Almost the next second, a glass of whiskey on the rocks was handed to his mouth by the robotic arm.

The two people sitting in the back seat were stunned. Harry was curious whether it was really impossible to make an air conditioner with such amazing technology. Sirius was envious. After all, the voice-controlled mobile wine cabinet was really cool.

“…………Is it really safe for you to fly a plane?” Lupin asked the only person present the question.

Kaisen glanced at him speechlessly: “Are you kidding? I’m an old driver!”

The next moment, in broad daylight, a bolt of lightning struck the two propellers of the plane.

[I originally wanted to draw a 40K recruitment map, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. After all, I am not a devil. Everyone, please remember to send gifts, please! ]