Hermione and Luna saw the carriage, but perhaps because of the fog, they couldn't find the other figures flying on brooms behind the carriage.
In fact, Harry and Neville were among the people covered by the fog.
"You say, why did Kingsley suggest that the carriage fly directly in the air? It's too conspicuous..." Neville griped the handle of the broom and complained to Harry nearby. "And... I'm really not good at this."
"Hey! Relax, Neville!" Harry reached out and patted Neville on the arm. "You know, the tighter the broom is, the more sensitive it is, so relax when you don't need to turn... Yes, that's it. Just let it fly in a straight line!"
Neville has been at a loss for these flying brooms since his first flight class at Hogwarts, and has not made much progress since then.
Yes, in order to become stronger and satisfy grandma, Neville has made great efforts in various disciplines, but flying alone is an ability that he can't get a corresponding return no matter how he practices.
So until now, his flying level can only make him barely control the general direction in the air.
After slightly loosening some of the palms gripping the handle of the broom, Neville looked down with a palpitation - fortunately, thanks to the fog in London, at least his legs wouldn't be too soft when he looked down.
"Neville, otherwise... You'd better squeeze with her Majesty in the carriage?"
"No, no!"
Neville immediately shook his head.
"It's not good for escort in the carriage. Since I promised this mission, I must do it well! And... In fact, I had a few words with the queen before you came. She is a very good person. She even thinks I'm still young and shouldn't risk my life to be her escort."
"Oh, really?" said Harry, nodding. "All right! Then you... Er, be careful yourself?"
"Of course, I will."
As Neville spoke, he subconsciously grasped the handle of the broom and flew forward carefully. But because he was too nervous, beads of sweat had sprung up on his forehead, and one drop was blown by the oncoming wind and slid into his eyes.
Feeling an itch on the bridge of his nose, Neville habitually raised one hand to wipe away the sweat. But as soon as his right hand was released, the broom immediately ran out obliquely upward.
"Oh -"
"Neville!"
As an excellent seeker, Harry's reaction is fast enough. At that moment, he suddenly reached the tail of Neville's broom and was dragged into the air.
"Don't worry... Relax! Neville, relax!"
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"Hermione, look... Is there anyone flying behind the carriage?"
On a street on the ground, Luna was still staring at the misty sky. The visibility during the day is better than that at night. Especially today, there are probably no clouds, and the sky is particularly bright.
"Really?" seeing that Luna was still studying the carriage, Hermione couldn't help looking up again. "Is there anyone? Why didn't I look -"
Just then, she suddenly found two black spots faintly appeared behind the carriage with the emblem of the Ministry of magic, and suddenly ran out into the oblique thorn.
Look, although the flight route is winding, it is generally closer to them.
"Ah, I seem to see... Two wizards riding broomsticks?"
Because the distance is still too far, so that the two people are too small compared with the size of the carriage, which is not as clear as the latter. Hermione narrowed her eyes for a moment as she followed the line, and her left hand naturally touched her body.
"Oh! I forgot to lend my bag to Harry - there are binoculars in it."
"Binoculars? Are they the ones that watch Quidditch?"
Luna looked up at the two figures in the sky, rising and falling for a while, and then suddenly turned her head down and flew upside down. Seeing this, she immediately said:
"Look, no binoculars!"
While talking, we could see that Neville and Harry were getting closer and closer in the air, and soon they had come over the evacuation team here.
"It's Neville... And Harry!"
Luna didn't have to say this time, because Hermione saw the two figures at the same time. Then she and Luna heard Harry shouting in the air:
"Neville... Calm down! Relax... Oh! Hermione? Help..."
Listening to Harry's voice, first from far to near, and then from near to far, Neville dragged Harry over the top of Hermione's head.
Maybe it was because it was so fast that Harry was taken flying from the beginning that he couldn't stop Neville.
Harry knew very well that if he was not careful at this time, both of them would fall.
"What should I do?"
Hermione was also a little embarrassed. She had pulled out her wand, but she didn't know which spell to use better - first block them with a barrier spell, and then add a floating spell to them?
No, now Harry and Neville are flying too low. She's afraid she won't have time for the two spells.
But at this time, Luna, standing beside her, took out her wand, looking quite eager to try.
"Luna, wait! Do you know how to stop them?"
"Well?"
Luna shook her head at Hermione with her wand.
"Don't know? I just think... It seems very interesting to play so much?"
When Hermione heard this, she couldn't help saying:
"Oh, Luna... Harry, they're not playing, okay?"
"Is that so?" Luna blinked, then turned as if she understood. "Okay! But... Well, do you want them to come down? It's actually quite simple!"
Then, in Hermione's puzzled eyes, Luna suddenly raised her wand and pointed to the air.
"Plop, plop, plop!"
"What?"
Hermione couldn't help looking up when she heard the strange spell. Suddenly, she saw that Neville's remaining brooms seemed to suddenly lose power, and fell into the front line with Neville and Harry.
"Luna! You... What did you do? They'll fall to death!"
"Hmm?" Luna said briskly, "no - I demonstrated it to you at breakfast one day before. My spell won't really fall!"
As soon as she finished, Hermione heard the voices of Harry and Neville coming out of the crowd almost at the same time.
"What just happened? Why... I wasn't hurt?"