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To Green Angel Tower - Chapter 7
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They went ahead and moved the fancy jet to a government storage location, mostly to keep it safe from magic until they decided what to do with it. The helicopter arrived in short order. The first thing the two engineers did was gutting the inside of it until it had no seats and a flat floor. They then created an exact cutout of the floor out of sheet aluminum. The floor had some significant high spots which they fixed with a lot of patient work, and a few low spots they fixed with tig welding and more patient work to get a perfectly flat surface.
Adriane looked over their final test fit. She then did something with magic that somehow further detected variations in the surface. They marked them and got to work, and after several more iterations they pronounced it complete.
"I believe your latest test piece is as good as we can get. I would like to install one with the rune cut and then energize it, before laying another on top to protect the runes. The ceiling would have possibly been better, but that is harder to shape without more extensive magic, which should not be near the rune work," said Adriane.
"Do you want to make the rune work out of aluminum or titanium or something else?" asked Kevin.
"Titanium seems better. I know you said it expands or contracts less than aluminum, but I am fairly sure our array will make it conform to the parent material with such minor changes. It can also be used for the top. The magic should provide all the adhesion required."
"How long will it last once charged?"
"A week perhaps. It will still actively absorb energy. I presume we can etch a few runes shallowly into the top plate?"
"Sure, if we use the biggest titanium printer. The printed work is slightly less strong structurally, but you won't need it here," said Ken.
"Then I and the others will work on an array that funnels magic from the top, perhaps from the middle, to the rest of the array, so it may be recharged."
"Sounds good. What exactly do we hope to get out of this work?"
"If no one is actively controlling it, a reduction of weight by about ninety percent and a cut in main body air resistance, if I have that term correctly of seventy or so percent. I don't think we can do anything about the blades, or at least we currently have no path forward."
"And if you are actively controlling it."
"Much faster speeds and flight. Most likely several times faster, but I worry the blades on top may be a problem. Worst case we can vanish them during flight. I honestly do not like that solution though," said Adriane.
"Just please don't vanish any blades without getting buy in from your pilot. If this crashes, we don't want to kill people."
"Of course, but we would not crash, at least not there. In the worst case one of the others uses their overpowered magic to force the entire craft to become a port key. We would then probably select a lake or large body of water as our destination, before activating it with a delay then apparating the rest of us out. That could be done in what, ten seconds?"
"We need to plan that out. I want our safety plans known far better than our test plans. This helicopter was basically old junk. Yes, we want the data from the flight, but the main thing is no one is injured and magic is not exposed," said Kevin.
"Of course."
"Could they portkey the jet as well?" asked Ken.
"Maybe, but that is a very very large amount of magic used. I do not believe the electronics would survive."
"A lot of aircraft, particularly smaller ones can basically be flown and landed as a glider. It's not ideal, but it is doable. If you combine that with your runes for flight so you could fly it after we arrive, and still find our intended destination, that alone is usable," said Ken.
"An interesting idea. Magic to get you close, then perhaps revise. The aircraft's wings to reduce the magic requirements. I like this idea."
"I'm going to bring it up and see if we can go a parallel path. Still using a plane, but one with no electronics. The possibility of just being where we need to be is too big to just ignore."
"We would have to try to arrive invisible, which is more magic, but that too is doable," said Adriane.
"The team used for such flights is going to need a bunch of practice flights and extra strong stomach medicine," mused Kevin.
Adriane laughed. "Yes, well, portkeys are horrible. It is well known."
"Ever thought about fixing them?"
"I have a notebook with a month of work I once did oh ten fifteen years back. It didn't pan out. I suppose I could bring it and we could discuss it."
"That would be great."
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"This is so much better than the helicopter," declared Harry as their rebuilt Falcon 2000 shot into the air at seat crushing speeds.
"Yep and we didn't even have to wreck the shiny new one. We got this one cheap, since it needed engines, among other things," said Ken.
"We might manage a few more like this, but at some point we might have to buy them new, and just eat the cost of the pieces we don't need to preserve secrecy," said Kevin.
"What is our top speed now?" asked Emma.
"Mach 2. That's as far as anyone is willing to risk it, even with your work. We'd need something intended for high mach numbers if we wanted to go more," said Kevin.
"Actually anything about about mach 0.9 is emergency only, since we are certainly not avoiding the sonic boom in this, and anyway, with the adjustable port key, it is mostly a moot point," said Ken.
"Adjusting bearing, and continuing to ascend. Target cruising height is seventy thousand feet," said their pilot Dave.
In front of the pilot you could see one of Adriane's proudest accomplishments. It was a basic attitude directional indicator and to its right a basic map showing where they were and primary landmarks. All of it was just projected into air in magic.
They were half way to Hogwarts when they got a cat patronus from a presidential mage.
There is a major earthquake of at least magnitude 6 occurring in Fujian province in China. They are home to multiple nuclear reactors. If you can do something, without being discovered, you are authorized to do so, but nobody is to die doing this."
"None of us are likely to know the area to make a portkey," said Adriane.
"The analysis said we could manage one hundred thousand feet. Air is recycled and maintained by magic. The pressure differential is a bit more than I'd prefer, but up there you might hit mach four, maybe," said Ken.
"We will hold together. I'd bet my life on this work," said Adrianne.
"Alright, changing course then raising up to one hundred thousand feet. It isn't space, but we should see the curvature of the Earth," said their pilot Dave.
"What is our plan when we get there? We have to coordinate, or we are apt to be useless, or make matters worse," said Kevin.
"I'll send a patronus back asking them to coordinate," said Hermione.
She did so. Her unicorn dashed away and was gone.
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"Sir, we have France's president on the encrypted line. He is saying they have help. Special help, coming fast, and need to coordinate."
"Did he specify any kind of code word?"
"M7"
"That will be all. You can go. Lock the door."
After the door was closed he picked up the phone, verified the encrypted connection, and asked in English, "You are sending magical help for our Earthquake?"
"Correct. Our newest team consisting of Harry Potter, Fleur Delecour, Hermione Granger, Daphne Greengrass, and Adriane Dubois, among others. They will help, if you will do your part to keep their involvement secret and not expose magic."
"Agreed. When will they arrive."
"They are expected in just over one hundred minutes. It would be faster, but they didn't have anyone who knew enough to get a portkey closer."
"Understood. The primary danger right now is going to be on the coasts near Xiamen. If there is any way they can reduce the tidal waves, that would be the primary benefit I can think of. The area will be cleared, save for one ship, which will have personnel I trust to keep quiet. Can you evacuate them, if this fails?"
"The people yes. The boat, probably not."
"That is not a problem."
"I'll send my people a message. They are to look for a big coast guard boat near Xiamen. I assume someone over there will speak French or English. This was an unplanned trip, or I'd have sent a translator."
"It will be arranged."
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"So how the heck are we going to stop a tidal wave?" asked Harry curiously.
"Arresto Momentum has a runic equivalent, is my best guess at the moment," said Adriane.
"I'm guessing we portkey most of them away, then turn their boat into a ward anchor with a delayed activation then portkey ourselves away?" asked Hermione.
"Perhaps. We will have to portkey the plane back in any event, since there is nowhere to land it, and we are quite busy," said Adriane.
"If its a big enough boat, we might be able to land on it, if you can bring us down vertically Harry," said Dave.
"I'd honestly rather port key it away than chance their mages getting hold of it," said Ken.
"Agreed," added Adriane.
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The group appeared from a portkey on the coast guard vessel. The plane itself was invisible when they portkeyed out, and vanished entirely right after.
The elderly military commander of what was essentially a very large patrol boat walked forward. He said in halting English, "I was told to help you as much as possible. That you may be able to stop or reduce the coming tidal wave."
Adriane stepped forward. "Our plan will basically destroy this boat. How many of your people are here?"
"Ten, including me. We hesitated bringing more. We all agreed to the risk. Most are nearly as old as me."
"You can either go now, or go when we go. It makes no difference."
"Then we will stay."
"Okay, find us a rope we can all grab hold of when it is time to go. Beyond that, I'm sorry, but we do not have time to explain."
"I understand."
Harry, Daphne, Hermione, Fleur, Kevin, and Ken all worked hard creating the runic array under Adriane's supervision. Before they were done nearly a third of the one hundred feet of deck was covered in runes and sigils that met Adriane's approval.
"I'll make a portkey to the shore. Everyone else get charging," said Adriane.
It took then a further fifteen minutes to fully charge the now blatantly glowing and painful to look at array. All four exhausted when they were done.
"Let's get out of here, just in case this thing blows up and kills us," said Adriane.
They all grabbed on and before she shouted, "Activate!"
They ended up splayed on the beach nearly a mile away as the tidal wave began to come in.
"It probably won't stop it. Trying to stop mother nature like that is really really hard," muttered Adriane.
"It's almost up to the ship," said the Captain who had a pair of binoculars.
The roar of the ocean suddenly quieted.
"It's working," said Adriane in stunned disbelief.
The captain grinned at her. "So doubtful of your own work?"
"Of crap thrown together that fast, yes, just a tiny bit. The shear amount of magic those four put in it almost had me jumping overboard at the end."
"But it worked," the old guy said with a smile.
Ten minutes later there was a large magical shockwave and the much reduced tidal wave resumed its journey.
"Well it lasted longer than I thought it would, and that has got to help," muttered Adriane.
"I'm sure it will. What about our boat? I assume it is destroyed."
"Even if it isn't, you should consider it destroyed. Have your wizards and witches make sure it is safe, then bury the pieces. In no way shape or form would I ever use something like that again for anything."
"Alright."
"Should we go?" asked Ken.
"Probably."
"If you stay they will likely reward you," said the Captain.
"We agreed to help, if our help was never mentioned or found out about," said Adriane.
"As you say."
Adriane picked up the rope and used a minor cutting spell to shorten it. "Ready for the portkey ride from hell back home?"
"No," admitted Dan Granger.
"Come on. I think I can manage the charge, and if not, we have enough here anyway." She focused and commanded Portus as she touched it with her wand.
They vanished.
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"Um weren't we supposed to be at the Tri-Wizard thing?" asked Hermione.
"Oops," muttered Harry.
"The contract is bunk. Your in no shape to compete. We will invent some excuse," said Adriane.
One of the engineers that stayed walked in. "Our preliminary analysis of the craft seems to indicate you destroyed it, or rather the cost of fixing it exceeds the cost of just buying a new craft."
"It was for a good cause. Likely China would pay us back, but we probably don't want to give them any more information," said Kevin.
"Oh we all agree, and since we have the craft back, we can plan to mitigate at least some of the issues, but fundamentally that shell was never intended for Mach 5, or anything even close."
"Was I wrong that our work would hold it together?" asked Adriane tiredly.
"It's together, but the stress fractures are still huge. If the magic failed at that speed, you'd die, and then you have a kinetic mass that could kill a lot more people."
"Ah. Okay, so, maybe we should spend some time learning port key coordinates? We still do have the helicopter, though everyone won't fit."
"That would give us some time to get another bought, and prepped."
"Thanks for letting us know. I still don't doubt the magic, but better to be safe."
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Albus Dumbledore showed up the next day. Harry met him at the door.
"I bet your wondering why we missed the event."
"No, I know that."
Harry blinked.
"Sibyl gave what appears to be a true prophecy. It was right as the task was about to start without you. She said, 'Behold, a new era begins. Four together, as it once was, as it is again, stand against the storm and do not yield.'"
"That sounds much more exciting when you say it," noted Harry.
"Apparently China contacted the ICW afterwards and expressed their sincere thanks. Babajide Akingbade came to Hogwarts personally to relay the message. He is second in command at the ICW."
"Bloody hell."
"Harry," chided Hermione.
"They told the ICW. What part of that is secret?" he asked.
"Harry, you can't stop nature's fury and expect no one to notice," chided Dumbledore.
"We didn't. The array broke."
Daphne rolled her eyes. "It was down to about ten percent of what it was by then. We did good work."
"Indeed," agreed the headmaster.
"Are we in trouble?" asked Fleur.
"No. France worked overtime to make sure you were not, though the ICW is going to insist on being involved in all your missions to keep a handle on things."
"Help is always welcome," said Kevin.
"And there is the order of Merlin..."
"Bloody hell. No. No. No. Give it to Adriane, if you want it. She would be the one that deserves it."
"I need no more fame. Pass," said Adriane dryly.
"Well there you go," tried Harry.
"I've tried to refuse them as well. I didn't succeed," said Albus.
"Must we?" asked Hermione.
Daphne sighed. "We really must and if you think about it, you will see why."
"Indeed," said the Headmaster.
"A pureblood, a muggleborn, muggles, a half blood, whatever Adriane is, and of course a Veela. All together, all accomplishing this thing," said Hermione softly.
"For the record, I'm a half blood, but I know no one here gives a damn," said Adriane.
"Nope, not even a tiny bit," added Harry.
"To a lot of the British magical world I am nothing more than a creature," muttered Fleur.
Harry snorted. "I'd offer to defend your honor, but unless you get a serious threat, you would curb stomp them yourself."
"And don't you forget it."
"Certainly not, though it is a reminder we have been slacking on our defense lessons. I want to make sure everyone is protected," said Harry.
"We do have some non obvious guards patrolling not far from here. It is not just for your protection. It is to protect what we developed," said Ken.
"And they also keep this place secure when we are gone," added Kevin.
"I still expect the remnant of the Voldemort supporters to try something, if we give them a chance. Don't forget that. A lot are locked up, but not all, and they still have money," said Daphne.
"Daphne gives good advice here," said Albus.
"Is there anything else?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, just that we all agreed to delay the final task one week."
"Bloody hell. That is so not fair," complained Harry.
Albus laughed.
"We haven't even asked anyone for hints," muttered Daphne.
"You will do fine without any advance information, or you won't, but either way, don't find out," said Adriane.
"Agreed," replied Fleur. Hermione and Harry nodded.
"You know there is nothing wrong with having the same advantage everyone else has," muttered Daphne.
"If it was for something important, I'd agree, but this is a game," said Adriane.
"Fine." She then smiled. "Say, your the head of the ICW. You couldn't by chance make us a bunch of portkeys for learning coordinates around the world?" asked Daphne sweetly.
"I can probably make you a couple dozen pretty easy, perhaps as the prize for showing up next week."
"That's actually not a bad deal, particularly since he might have better locations than we could get from general sources," said Adriane thoughtfully.
Albus smiled. "Do you have any preference for the triwizard winnings? Keep it, donate it?"
"You presume we are going to win. Shouldn't we have already lost?" asked Fleur.
"Again, everyone agreed to delay, so no."
"I presume we will be making some money off all this work at some point," said Daphne.
"The Chinese government did offer a large reward, though they did insist you come in person to get it," said Albus.
"One problem with this work, is it is off the books, so our funding is not infinite," said Kevin.
"I still don't like taking the Tri-Wizard money, if we do win. I say split it between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons for scholarships," said Harry.
"Agreed," said Fleur.
"I think I know some people that will contribute to that cause, if you are showing the way," said Albus.
"Okay, perhaps a little bit of serious discussion is warranted. The statute of secrecy, will, at some point be blown to hell. We will try like heck to make sure it is not us, but it will happen. There is just way too much video recording these days. Places like the ICW and others may want to fund some efforts like this, so on that day, you have a record that puts you in a good light, since some of your spells will scare the crap out of people," said Ken.
"Obliviation. People will react badly," said Emma.
"Yep, they will. Hopefully it doesn't occur in our lifetime, but it will come at some point," said Ken.
"He is, sadly, probably correct. I do keep up with a few ICW obliviators," said Albus.
"I don't think people are going to give much care about the killing curse. People die by guns often enough. Death is well known. The torture curse may give some pause, but the other one that will really freak people out, and rightly so I say, is the Imperious curse," said Dan.
Albus sighed and nodded.
-=oOo=-
"And now, without further ado I present the third task to the Tri-Wizard tournament take two."
"Um, am I missing something? There is just the audience and some mirrors," said Harry.
Albus smiled and gestured to Cornelius.
Cornelius stood smoothing his jacket. "It was thought that the second task was just far too easy, so we have come up with something more challenging. Thanks to a kind bit of help, your new task will be to cross the Gobi desert, with only your wand. The winner reaches the city of Wuwei. You start at the edges of Mongolia. You are not allowed to create port keys or apparate, or bring your brooms."
Harry sighed.
Fleur whispered, "It seems the Chinese president really does want to meet us."
"Should we just blow this off and say the heck with it?" asked Harry.
Fleur turned to Victor and Cedric. "Are you two competing? This is a very hard task. We can probably help a lot, but we could all flip a couple of coins and call a winner."
"I can't. It would hurt my Quidditch career too much," said Victor.
"And I'd actually like to try to have a Quidditch career," said Cedric softly.
"We will go then, but can we just do this as a team, so we get done?" asked Harry.
"Agreed," said Victor and Cedric.
"So are you ready to go?" asked Albus.
"We are thrilled at the opportunity," said Fleur dryly.
Albus chuckled and then handed them each a necklace with a small silver pendant with the Hogwarts coat of arms on it.
"These portkeys are two way, but obviously if you do use it to return before the competition is over you automatically lose."
"Hey Dobby, are you around?" asked Harry.
"Yes Great Harry Potter sir," said the elf after he popped in.
"Think you can make us a really big picnic basket, with whatever the school elves have available?"
"Right away."
"Harry," chided Albus.
"What, you said nothing about grabbing takeout before we went."
Fleur smiled. Cedric and Victor grinned.
Ten minutes later the happy elf was back, though the trunk he was using for the picnic basket was a tad big. They vanished a short time later.
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"So, what is all in the trunk?" asked Fleur as they stood in the middle of the desert.
Harry opened it, or tried to.
"It's a multi compartment trunk," said Victor before pressing several buttons and then helping open it.
"Can food? Well that is useful," said Harry.
Victor closed it and opened it. "Fresh food?" asked Harry.
"Stasis charmed," added Fleur.
Victor closed and opened it again.
"Rune crafting practice sets? The little devil raided the Rune classroom," said Cedric.
Victor tried once more. "Tea, coffee, dishes, snacks," finished Victor.
"That elf is my hero," said Fleur.
"Agreed," added Harry.
"So what's our plan?" asked Cedric.
"We need to try to make some magical transportation, or this is going to take forever, and we have sand, and whats in the box," said Fleur.
"It's almost a pity the chest is magical. It makes it hard to do much with," added Hermione.
"I'm wondering if glass will work. It seems a horrible material," added Fleur.
"We need something else. The metal from the cans would do something, but we need that food."
"Accio branches," said Fleur.
"Anything?" asked Harry.
"No response."
"Accio other metal," said Harry.
"Nothing."
"Accio granite," tried Fleur.
"Nothing."
"Accio vehicle," tried Harry.
"That didn't fail, not fully. Something is out there. It is too far away for my half hearted attempt. The metal request probably failed since we had no idea what we wanted, not really."
"Point me," added Fleur, before heading out in one direction. Cedric and Victor carried the trunk, after Victor cast a featherweight on it.
They spend the better part of a day before they found it, or rather uncovered it.
"It's a car of some kind," said Cedric.
"A jeep? No wait there is still writing on this. It's a Land Rover," finished Harry.
"Reparo," cast Fleur at the first tire. It tried, but failed to be restored.
"Too much of it gone," said Cedric.
"We need more material. I'm going to remove the engine," said Harry.
"How? We don't have tools," said Cedric.
Harry started casting severing charms. A few minutes later he said, "I think that is the main engine section. Think you can levitate it?"
Fleur nodded as she cast and floated the engine. Harry started selectively vanishing parts he didn't care about, including the entire carb and most of the accessories. He also vanished the oil in the engine till he had a core of steel, more or less.
"Let's see if I can bring this mess molten. Fleur, let me know if you have any problems holding this, since its going to get messy."
"It shouldn't be a problem."
Harry cast an extremely hot form of fire completely enveloping the engine. A little over thirty minutes and a lot of smoke later and they had a pool of molten metal floating in the air.
"Stand back a bit everyone, I think I can take it from there," said Fleur.
The molten metal spun, not horizontally, but vertically where a loss of control wouldn't hurt anyone. They ended up creating a roughly four foot circle about a half inch thick of pure metal. They then pulled out the driveshaft, rear end, and front end, metling them and adding them ending up with two five foot in diameter pieces of metal. Harry began carving one with his wand, while Fleur did the other, and then they switched checking each others work. After that they placed their combined work under the vehicle after cutting a hole in the middle of it to be able to touch if, if they needed.
"Will that really work?" asked Cedric dubiously.
"We know what we are doing, but the situation is far from ideal," said Fleur.
"Then we will find out. Let's load up the vehicle and get moving," said Victor.
"Can you two try to repair the seats? It's likely a lost cause," trailed off Fleur.
Both Victor and Cedric tried, and it helped, but there was still more holes than leather. Cedric then scooped up several hand fulls of sand and put them on top, and then transfigured the resulting mess into a semi normal seat.
"That works, just don't get any closer to the work we did for the flight array," said Fleur.
They nodded and got back to it. Twenty minutes later they were cautiously loaded and ready.
From the back two seats Fleur and Harry send a trickle of magic through their armrests and down into their work to cause the Land Rover to become the Land Hovercraft.
"Everything seems fine up here. I wish I could drive," said Cedric.
"Come see us sometime, when we aren't using junk," said Harry.
"I may at that."
"We are counting on you two at front to tell us if we need to turn, go faster, or slower. We can see most of it, but you have the full view," said Fleur.
"Understood," said Victor as they got underway.
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At Hogwarts many had left and came back. No one had apparently considered just how long this task would take.
"And look at them go. Can we tell at all how fast they are going?" asked the commentator Lee Jordan.
Professor Vector stood. "It is difficult to estimate from only the mirror images, but I believe they are around the top speed for a Nimbus 2000, which given what they had to work with is very good indeed. If that is correct, they have to sustain it for about four hours, which may not be possible. One of the reasons we use brooms is larger objects take considerably more magic to propel. That is a very large object, and they have to be way down in efficiency with something made so quickly, particularly in those conditions."
Two hours later, they stopped their hovercar, created some wards and put their mirrors face down into the dirt.
"It seems, we have been told they are taking a break," said the Headmaster in amusement.
Luna shook her head. Nevil looked at her in concern.
"It's all kind of a moot point. It will be a tie, with what they are doing," said Cornelius.
"Ah, but wasn't that the point? International cooperation?"
One of the screens starting working again, evidently it had been flipped over somehow.
"Mercenary scum," said Albus to himself as he saw the mix of camouflage and black clad robes.
Harry was holding multiple layers of a shield as Fleur was conjuring anything she could to block the spells or bullets Harry could not block. The audience was riveted to their seats watching it all.
"Fleur, take over shielding. Victor, Cedric conjure as needed. I'm going to end this," snarled Harry.
He jumped in the air and continued shooting up as he left the protection of the shield. Then, like an angry god, he started calling down lightning eviscerating all of their attackers even as Fleur and the others held off the little that still targeted them. Less than a minute later it was over. Harry was also exhausted as he started to fall from several hundred feet in the air.,
"No!" screamed Fleur, and two witches at Hogwarts.
Daphne grabbed Hermione's hand. "She has him."
Fleur shifted to her avian form in a flash. The very angry Veela shot into the sky and caught Harry on the way down.
"Sorry, ran out," said Harry lamely.
"Idiot," said Fleur fondly, even as she changed back and still continued to lower them softly to the ground.
"Say, want to just portkey to our destination and say we lost? They destroyed the vehicle, and our dinner. I wanted that dinner," said Harry.
Fleur leaned over him as they drifted down.
"They are watching," said Harry.
"Don't care."
She kissed him very softly and tenderly as they touched down in the desert amid the carnage.
After Harry recovered his faculties, he said, "Fleur is going to make a portkey, unless you really think completing this thing is worth it."
"You know your headmaster could demand a redo."
"No, I'm not doing it again."
"Agreed," said Victor and Cedric.
Fleur smiled and nodded, before summoning a boot from one of the dead men and making a portkey. They vanished and reappeared at their destination in China. The Chinese president came up to talk to them.
"Why did you take the port key?" he asked in English.
"A couple dozen mercenaries using magic and muggle weapons tried to kill us. You will find the remains if you trace this port key. They may have papers. We didn't check," said Fleur.
A Chinese wizard stepped forward to take the boot. A dozen others came forward out of the crowd and less than a minute later they were gone. Five minutes after one was back.
"They were mercenaries from the west. We know which group they were with."
"See that they are eliminated. They attacked guests on our soil, and that is not to be forgiven," said the president.
"Of course."
"In gratitude for your teams earlier help with the Tsunami, we are releasing you the equivalent of five hundred million Euros to be used as you wish."
"Thank you," said Fleur. Harry and Fleur bowed in thanks.
"I had hoped you would join us for a night of festival, but I shall understand if you wish to return home right away."
"Could our friends join us?" asked Harry.
"Of course."
"Thanks."