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On the evening of the third day, I was delighted with the Knights. John and Sarah won a trip of some sort. To Egypt. The degree of suspicion goes off the scale to absurd levels! This is alarming, but there is really nothing special to do. It was for this reason that the very next day, I, together with the Knights, descended the ladder to the land of Cairo.

"What a heat!" John said delightedly and at the same time dejectedly, squinting his eyes right from the gangway, even in the shade of the cap.

"What did you expect, dear," Sarah smiled in a light dress and wide-brimmed hat.

At passport control, in addition to the usual check of documents and luggage, we had to go with a representative of the local magical law and order. What pleased me was the clothes of this neat bearded man. I thought to find something traditionally Arabic here, but no - a fashionable two-piece business suit, a tie, small unloading on the belt, visible behind the hem of an unbuttoned gray jacket. There, on the belt, were the badges of the local Muggle security service and the certificate of magical service.

As in France, separate rooms, made in a quite decent and even rich form, were intended for the inspection of wizards. Beautiful masonry floor, beige columns, and walls with gilded edging and other architectural elements unknown to me. Living paintings, potted palms, comfortable sofas for waiting.

While we were following this Egyptian gentleman, we met at least a dozen wizards from outside.

"Why so long, I'm already all worn out," some plump lady in a classic dress remarked dejectedly in English. Next to her stood a puny little peasant and said something reassuringly, but much more curious was the strange little blue animal. It had a long tail, a large mouth with sparse teeth, and a rather grumpy nature. This little animal ran around a lady in a dress and squeaked at those around her.

No less amusing was a rather young couple in dark robes. The girl now and then tried to rip the turban off the guy's head while angrily flashing her eyes. The guy dodged with a smile, but the girl grabbed her wand, and the guy no longer dodged a dexterous spell, having received a stinging one in one place. He was distracted, and the girl easily ripped off the turban.

"Stop fooling around!" She hissed in a loud whisper at the guy.

"OK, OK!" The guy raised his hands conciliatory, holding out in front of him.

Other wizards watched the skirmish with interest, waiting in line to enter or leave their offices.

Knights, it is worth giving them their due, reacted to magic and various oddities around as if they saw only this and nothing else every day.

Our companion entered one of the offices and gestured invitingly. The office was not distinguished by anything special - light, with comfortable armchairs and sofas, a work table and a coffee table, bushes in the corners.

The inspection and registration procedure did not cause any complaints or surprises: inspection and registration of the wand, examination of magical baggage, receipt of the document. Among other things, I was handed a brochure about magic quarters, magic travel vouchers, and so on. Knights were also given documents permitting visits to magic points, attractions, and other things, but only with me and the guide.

In general, everything went great. After five minutes of wandering around the airport's second terminal, we went outside and joined our tourist group.

Cairo itself, as well as the journey through it to the hotel, caused a double impression. You expect something bright from Egypt, but you get a giant anthill of rather tall apartment buildings, built pretty damn close to each other. All around the same shades, rare vegetation is faded and dull, people are not rich, they look more like poor people. But such a bleak picture is only in residential areas and closer to the center, to business districts and various tourist spots, the picture changes radically.

Decent and even beautiful business centers, well-groomed streets, high-quality roads, many tourists, and the local population look much better. There is even greenery here, and it is green, not the color of sandy dust.

The first point was, of course, check-in at the hotel. There is nothing particularly outstanding here, and our entire tourist group of Englishmen quite comfortably settled in the rooms. The first point of the tour, scheduled for tomorrow, will be, as it should be, the museum, then the pyramids. The next day - a trip to Alexandria, and there is its own program. But now, while it is still only afternoon and there is no program, I decided to go to the magic quarter.

Despite the fact that I am not an adult, I can do magic here. As explained in the brochure, in Egypt, a wizard who has received the right to wear his concentrator, and therefore learn, has the right to conjure. If he harms himself or others with his magic, it will be entirely his responsibility. That's good!