In the early morning, the weather was clear, and the breeze gently fluttered the curtains, and the sunlight penetrated into the room through the cracks, shining on the face of the sleeping girl. After a moment, Isobel opened her eyes in a daze, and raised her hands to block the dazzling sunlight.
, turned his head and looked at the big boy who was still sleeping beside him, blinked his eyes, secretly stretched out his hands, and gently pulled Albert's sleeping face.
She is obviously not yet an adult, but her style is extremely mature. That is to say, when she falls into a deep sleep, her innocent and cute sleeping face makes the girl feel that she is older than the other person.
It has obviously been several years since the confession, to the confirmation of the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and then the two started dating and falling in love, and now they have even begun to talk about marriage. However, Albert is still not an adult yet. Think about it
They all felt incredible, and what was even more absurd was that they had actually agreed to the other party's proposal.
Albert moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
The two people's eyes met at close range.
Isobel was startled, retreated in panic, sat on the bed and looked at the boy who had just sat up.
"Good morning!"
Albert rubbed his eyes, stretched lazily, turned to look at Isobel next to him, and said gently: "If you are still not satisfied, even in the morning I will..."
Before he could finish his words, a pillow hit his face, making him shut up.
"It's time to get up. I overslept today and it's all your fault." Isobel got off the bed and began to pick up the clothes that were thrown away last night. She also took out a beige dress from the suitcase and covered Albert with it.
head, obviously dissatisfied with the guy who kept staring at him.
"I've seen them all."
Albert curled his lips, reached for his clothes, and after Isobel put on her nightgown and took the change of clothes to the bathroom, he also got up from the bed and started to put on clothes.
When they woke up in the morning, it was already very late, and Mr. and Mrs. Lemay left breakfast for the two of them: fried eggs, milk, croissants, and a cup of fragrant black tea.
"You can take advantage of today to go shopping. There are many charming places in France. Don't miss it since you are here." Mrs. Perenal said with a smile: "Besides, it is easy to feel tired when you stay at home and study."
When leaving Flamel's house, Isobel's cheeks were slightly red, she glared at Albert, and whispered: "They noticed!"
"They had already guessed it when we lived in the same room." Albert looked at his slightly annoyed girlfriend and felt that she was still not thick-skinned enough. Maybe it was because she was in someone else's house, but she should be in his own house.
Let it go.
I really don’t know how the enthusiastic French people can just find a place at will.
Could it be that it would be more exciting?
"You have tried so hard to take advantage of me." Isobel found depressingly that she had accidentally fallen into Albert's trap.
"Why do you look at me like this?"
"The French are more enthusiastic than you think, and they won't care." Albert comforted softly.
"I'm not as thick-skinned as you." Isobel reached out angrily and pulled Albert's cheek, as if intending to see how thick-skinned he was.
"If you are not thick-skinned, how can you pick up a beautiful girl?" Albert was not annoyed, and smiled and reassured, "Okay, don't be angry. It's rare for us to go to a foreign wizard village, so we should walk around. We are
Came on vacation.”
However, at the end of the day, my confidence was somewhat lacking.
During this time, Albert had been focusing on studying and had no time to take Isobel around.
"I thought you had forgotten that we are actually here for vacation?" Isobel was also a little depressed. This period of time was more tiring than at school.
"Okay, it's my fault."
As he said that, Albert took out a small bag of French magic currency from his pocket, put it on Isobel's palm, and said with a smile: "I will go shopping with you today, and I will go to the Wizarding Street in France to buy some things.
, it’s a celebration that we won the grand prize.”
"You are generous and don't treat money as money."
Isobel couldn't help rolling her eyes, stuffing the money bag back into Albert's pocket, and asked, "Didn't you say that the money can't be converted into magical currency? Where did you get the money? Over there
given?"
"Of course I earned it myself. My Uncle Charlie in the Muggle world took my plan and opened a milk tea shop. He will give me a share every year. Although it is not much, the money is enough."
Albert took some pounds to exchange for galleons. Wizards still need Muggle currency after all, but elves usually don't need much foreign exchange, so this thing is enough.
As for the bag of French gold coins in his pocket, they were actually the prize money he received from winning the International Wizard Chess Championship a while ago.
"Okay, you're awesome."
The two held hands and walked along the streets of Nikolai Village.
This place is different from Hogsmeade. The village is very clean, and the streets are paved with bricks. They are not as narrow as the previous streets. The only problem is that there are no shops here, most of them are residents, and there is only a magic grocery store and a tavern.
Oh, by the way, there is also the former residence of Mr. and Mrs. Lemay.
There are some stone carvings and clay tablets, some ancient experimental equipment, parchment, notes or some old books in the old residence.
All in all, it looks a bit like a museum.
The stall at the door sells various peripherals related to the magic stone, and they even have the formula for the elixir of life.
The middle-aged uncle saw that the two of them looked unfamiliar, so he secretly told them in a low voice that the Nico couple lived in seclusion in Nikola Village.
As for where he lives, of course no one knows.
Albert wanted to laugh a little when he heard this. He knew this was the other party's routine.
"That man is just full of lies." Isobel couldn't help but say after walking a hundred meters.
"I know, there is no shortage of this kind of guy anywhere." Albert didn't care, he had seen many such things in his previous life.
After visiting Nicolas Village, the two passed through the fireplace near the square and headed to the Rue de la Sorcerer in Paris.
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Albert came to France and had to buy some souvenirs for his family.
Wizards Street in Paris is similar to Diagon Alley in London, but it is cleaner and tidier than Diagon Alley. The streets are very spacious and paved with bricks. There are not only signs hanging outside the shops on both sides, but also some sundries.
, as if telling customers what kind of store this is.
“It’s so lively here!”
Isobel looked at the surrounding shops curiously.
The closest store to them was a store selling crucibles, and further away there was a bookstore, which seemed to be holding a book signing event.
It's probably halfway through the summer vacation, so most students come to Wizard Street for shopping.
The two of them just looked outside the bookstore without queuing up. The person doing the signing was a handsome wizard, which reminded him of Lockhart who was still being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.
Isobel was not interested in this and took Albert to go shopping in a clothing store, so they went directly to Tuofan Clothing Store. There was already a customer in the store, a pair of young sisters.
After the other party turned around, Albert recognized who the other party was at a glance.
Beautiful girls with Veela blood always impress people.
"Long time no see, Miss Delacour?" Albert greeted the other party politely.
"Oh, hello." Fleur's tone was stiff, her eyes swept over Albert, and she looked at the red-haired woman next to him again, raising her eyebrows slightly.
This woman is more beautiful than last time.
"Hello, Mr. Champion." Gabrielle remembered who this person was and greeted Albert shyly.
"I prefer you to call me brother."
Albert took out the candy he bought not long ago from his pocket, squatted down and corrected, "I'm still very young. It's weird to be called sir."
"Okay, Mr. Champion." Gabrielle said, taking the candy with a smile.
"champion?"
When the store manager Abel heard this, he looked Albert up and down. He couldn't remember who this person was for a moment, but he just thought he looked familiar.
"We should go, Gabrielle." Fleur said and nodded towards Albert, then took her sister's hand and prepared to leave.
"Sister, can I go to cousin Louise's store and have a look?" Gabrielle begged.
"Oh, of course, we can go and cheer her up, otherwise Louise would be too pitiful."
"What kind of champion are you?" the store manager asked curiously.
"That's just a joke." Albert changed the subject and asked, "Can you bring that hat over and show it to me?"
"Oh, okay." Sure enough, the store manager's attention was immediately diverted and he took a hat that looked like a beret from the shelf.
"I think this hat matches you very well, and it looks good with a skirt." Albert smiled and put the hat on Isobel's head, nodded with satisfaction.
Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, she was not in the habit of wearing a hat.
However, she probably guessed that Albert wanted to buy a hat as a gift for his sister, so she helped pick out the hat.
"I think girls will prefer this style. It suits Nia very well. And you forgot to buy it for yourself." Isobel picked out a men's hat for Albert.
Finally, when they left the Tuofan Clothing Store, Albert took three packages, Nia's hat, Isobel's skirt, and a slightly larger dress robe.
"Why did you buy the dress?" Isobel asked in confusion.
"It will come in handy in the sixth grade." Albert sighed and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, you will have graduated by then, and I will have to find another dance partner by then."
"Are you still worried that you can't find a dance partner?" Isobel said angrily.
"By the way, you can pretend to be Katrina and sneak into the school for the Christmas dance. Anyway, you sisters look alike, so no one will recognize her."
"Did you predict something again?" Isobel asked with raised eyebrows.
"Well, a very lively Christmas ball."
With that said, the two of them turned into a cold drink shop and found that the owner was actually an acquaintance.
"Louise, I really didn't expect to meet you here." Albert looked at Miss Veela in front of him in surprise.
"No, I opened this store." Louise asked with a smile, "What do you want?"
"Two strawberry ice creams." Albert looked at Isobel and said to Louise, "Why do you want to open a cold drink shop?"
"I didn't think about what to do for the moment, so I just found something for myself." Louise brought two large cups of strawberry ice cream in front of the two of them, then stood next to Albert and said, "How come you came to France?"
You didn’t tell me, I can be your tour guide for a few days.”
"No, thank you." Isobel said calmly, "We are here to find Albert's teacher and invite him to be our witness."
"Witnesses?" Louise asked dumbfounded, "You are getting married. Isn't that right? I remember Albert is not yet an adult?"
"No, we are just getting engaged first." Isobel took a bite of ice cream and explained calmly, "We have to wait for marriage."
"By the way, do you have a newspaper here?" Albert quickly changed the subject. He felt that he might be finished if he continued to talk.
"Congratulations." Louise said tentatively.
"Thank you." Albert said as he took the newspaper.
Louise walked away angrily. She didn't believe it. Neither of them wore rings on their hands. Isobel was obviously lying.
Isobel looked up at Louise who was walking away, then at Albert who was flipping through the newspaper, and said softly, "You are so popular."
"You know, I actually don't want to either." Albert changed the subject again, "Look here."
In a certain section of the newspaper, Albert saw members of the International Confederation of Wizards criticizing Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister that Black was on the run.
"Blake escaped from prison." Albert handed the newspaper to Isobel.
"So, your prediction has come true again?" Isobel raised an eyebrow and said, "No one has ever escaped from Azkaban Prison. It is not a good thing to have such a precedent."
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Albert comforted softly.
"You seem to predict a lot of things?" Isobel held Albert's face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously, "It's always mysterious."
"Blake's target should be Potter?" Albert scooped up a scoop of ice cream and stretched it out in front of Isobel, "Whenever weird things happen, they have something to do with Harry Potter, things that are incomprehensible.
Just put it on Potter."
"..." Isobel.
"Oh, it is indeed you."
A voice suddenly sounded from outside.
The two of them turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Hutok walking this way.
"Mr. Hutok, why are you here?" Albert looked at the acquaintance sitting opposite them in surprise.
"I came to France for some business. When I was passing by, I thought it looked familiar, so I came in to take a look." Hutok suddenly said, "By the way, do you want to join the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists?"
"Isn't it true that ungraduated wizards can't join?" Albert asked doubtfully.
"This used to be true, but the conditions for membership were changed a while ago. As long as you are invited by a member of the association and pass the entrance examination, you can become a member of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association." Hutok said with a smile, "Okay, come with me.
Bar!"
The two looked at each other, said hello to Louise, and followed Hutok to the Extraordinary Apothecary Association.
