She'd never heard people say that, but her entire life was a great adventure, so she could understand the sentiment. "Of course I want to go to Egypt. It's one of my favourite places."
Clorinda had never been impulsive. Her work required studies and precision, but she also had to know when to improvise. Sirius Black required a lot of improvisation. She tightened her fingers around his and put her arm around me. "Let me."
With a pop, they were in the middle of the desert. The air was hot and humid even in the middle of the night. It was the type of weather that made you want to take your clothes off because they stuck on you. When the sun would come out, the current 22 degrees would turn to 32 if they were lucky. Clorinda loved it.
"Don't touch anything before asking me," she said, before pressing her wand against a few bricks and a door opened. She lit her wand and stepped inside. The door closed as soon as Sirius followed her. There was a turn tunnel filled with artefacts and spiderwebs. They could have been in a Indiana Jones film, except she knew what was safe here. Clorinda led them into a cavernous room. The air was cool here, protected by the many layers of stone. She turned on the torches and grinned. "This is the secret tomb of Pharaoh Djoser's Muggleborn son and his wife. Their son, who was also a wizard, created this after their death. Isn't it amazing?"