Ten minutes ago.

Iris Lane.

After finishing his work, the young cake shop owner returned to Mrs. Gus' shop.

With a smile on his face, he gently opened the store door.

"Grandma, are you there?"

The young shopkeeper's voice and the clear ringing of the bell rang in the shop.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Gus, who was painting a portrait behind, froze, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on her face.

But in the end, she managed to walk out with the same soft smile as she had in the morning.

"It's you, child." Mrs. Gus said softly, "Do you have any work to do when you come here?"

"No, grandma, I'm here to return the basket you gave me this morning."

As he spoke, the young shopkeeper stuffed the basket into Mrs. Gus's arms, and then said a little embarrassedly, "The jam is delicious, you must have made it yourself, right? As a thank you, I made some cakes for you.

"

Mrs. Gus opened the white cloth on the basket, and sure enough she saw a large piece of steaming cake hidden in the basket.

This made the smile on her face no longer maintainable, and turned into surprise and confusion.

No matter how smooth her communication with the young shopkeeper was in the morning, the young shopkeeper's identity was still the French attacker who had occupied the French magic world.

So when the young shopkeeper came to visit again, Mrs. Gus was mentally prepared for the worst.

Unexpectedly, instead of doing anything bad, the young shopkeeper returned the basket with a large piece of cake.

Seeing Mrs. Gus's expression, the young shopkeeper scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Conditions are limited, grandma, I can only do this. I hope you don't dislike it..."

"No, no, no! Why would I dislike it!" Mrs. Gus reacted and waved her hands repeatedly, "I'm just wondering, how can a young man like you make such an exquisite cake?"

The young shop owner puffed up his chest proudly and said:

"To tell you the truth, I am a Muggle-born wizard. After graduating from Hogwarts, I worked as an apprentice in a Muggle cake shop for three years! Then, I obtained a loan from the Ministry of Magic of the United States and returned to the opposite corner.

Lane, opened a magic cake shop of my own!"

Mrs. Gus said puzzledly:

"If that's the case, why did you come to join the war?"

Mrs. Gus's words brought the young shopkeeper back to his original form.

His chest collapsed again, and he sighed:

"The Ministry of Magic in France and other places jointly imposed economic sanctions on the magic world in China. My cake shop was also affected by the economic crisis, so it closed down."

At this point, the young shopkeeper changed the topic and said passionately:

"Of course, this is not your fault, but the bad things done by the goblins! So here we are! We will completely eradicate the goblins who are harming wizards and the whole world! Then create a new world!

Grandma, you don't have to be afraid.

No one will come to hurt you for no reason.

Respected Minister Shafiq once said - every drop of wizard's blood is a great loss and waste!

The object of our hatred, our enemy is not the French wizard.

Compared with goblins, we wizards are the same kind and we are a family, so we should help each other!"

Mrs. Gus seemed a little confused.

The enthusiastic young shopkeeper didn't care at all about her reaction.

He then waved his arms and said:

"Minister Shafiq treated us very well. Once the goblins are eliminated, I will go back to Diagon Alley and open a new cake shop with the money I saved!

Until then, if you have the opportunity to come to China, I will treat you to a real magic cake!

Not only do they taste great, but they also have various magical effects! For example, a vampire cake I sold in my previous store can whiten people's skin and sharpen their teeth, which lasts for half an hour..."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]

The young shopkeeper talked non-stop.

After hearing this, Mrs. Gus finally reacted from the shock.

She looked at the young shopkeeper with a smile, and seemed to suddenly think of something. She stretched out her hand to straighten the young shopkeeper's crooked collar again, and said slowly:

"If my child is still alive and married and has children, then my grandson should be as old as you."

Hearing this, the young shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and instinctively asked:

"Oh? How did your son die?"

Mrs. Gus sighed deeply and said:

"I have two children. They are of French-German and French-American descent."

The young shopkeeper frowned in confusion.

He asked about the cause of the child's death, but Mrs. Gus told him about mixed blood or not.

This is obviously an inappropriate answer to the question and an attempt to deliberately divert the topic.

However, the young shopkeeper did not expose Mrs. Gus, nor did he continue to ask questions.

Because Mrs. Gus looks very sad now.

Pursing his lips, the young shopkeeper gently patted Mrs. Gus on the arm and said:

"Grandma, it's time for me to go. You should go to bed early... Oh, by the way, be sure to lock the doors and windows before going to bed. It's not peaceful recently."

Mrs. Gus took a deep breath, nodded and prepared to say goodbye to the young shopkeeper.

But before she could speak, she heard a terrifying explosion outside.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shock wave swept through the entire Iris Lane.

The window of Mrs. Gus' shop was shattered by the splash of gravel!

The young shopkeeper and Mrs. Gus rushed to the door of the shop almost instinctively and looked out.

Then they saw that a big hole had been blown out of the magic bank at the end of the street.

And above the sky, there are countless wizards riding broomsticks, casting spells downwards.

"It's the French guy! Damn the French guy actually dared to come back and attack me after he escaped!"

the young shopkeeper roared.

But just as he finished yelling, he realized that he had also scolded Mrs. Gus, and he quickly turned around and said:

"Oh - I'm sorry, grandma, I'm not scolding you, I'm just... in short, go back quickly! Remember! Lock the doors and windows! Pay attention to safety! I'm going to fight!"

After saying this, the young shopkeeper took out his magic wand and rushed towards the direction of the magic bank.

"Child! Child, don't..."

Mrs. Gus shouted anxiously, and at the same time stretched out her hand, trying to drag the young shopkeeper back.

But the young shop owner acted too quickly.

In just a few seconds, he roared and rushed far away, causing Mrs. Gus to miss her.

Staring at the young shopkeeper's retreating figure, Mrs. Gus's expression was worried and sad at first, and then calmed down again.

She grabbed a small piece of cake from the basket and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it and saying:

"What a delicious cake."

After saying this, she sighed, took down the flag of the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China at the door of the store, and brought it back to the store.

After a long time, she came out again.

But this time, what she held in her hand was no longer the flag of the French Ministry of Magic, the flag of the goblins, or the flag of any other organization, but an old wand.

"I have had two children..."

Mrs. Gus murmured softly.
Chapter completed!