An Expected Arrival

We before long showed up in London, after an extremely extended rest. It seemed like two days rather than two hours. We escaped the plane, attempting to track down a spot to magically transport without anybody taking note.

"This spot is most certainly not fit to be magically transported anyplace," Malachi said.

"Would it be advisable for us we go out to the front of the air terminal?" Nikki inquired. "It's conceivable through the group we can magically transport."

"That is a hazardous move, however," September said. "We should get in a taxi and get dropped off at a place or something, then, at that point, we can do that. Keep in mind, we are attempting to be the most circumspect we can be. We're about to take him out and take off without anybody ideally seeing us. We're attempting to get the ban repudiated with the goal that we can graduate."