Chapter 1676: ?Tourism
Taking advantage of the police on the street, the two of them took advantage of the fact that Hermione took out her wand and pointed it behind the bronze statue. It came alive and lifted the skirt back. The rusty bronze became soft like a tulle. .
Speaking of drilling at the bottom of the skirt, it is better to say that it is a special space conversion method. Su Ming and Hermione just felt that they were standing in the street full of wizards.
This place is like a bustling market. The road is at least three times wider than Diagon Alley, but the traffic is denser, the streets are filled with pointed hats, all kinds of French chants come and go, and artists use magic. At the same time, he controls dozens of Muggle instruments and plays by himself on the roadside.
"In the past, there was a replica of the statue on the Fustambourg Square in the sixth district. That is the original passage. Through the statue, you can see the headquarters of the French Ministry of Magic."
Su Ming spoke to the curious Hermione, lest she patronize the magic clown staring at the roadside on stilts, causing her to fall down without looking at the road:
"However, during the Second World War, the magical and active replica was moved by the Germans and given to the head of state. After the war, the French wizards could only choose this authentic relic in the third district to transform it into a new key. ."
"Here... it's spectacular."
Hermione felt dizzy, because there were a lot of things she hadn't seen in England. The French were more lively than the British, and they showed more love for life.
For example, a magical circus that uses Animagus to attract guests on the street, a metamorphic movie theater that uses magic to play Muggle movies, a cafe floating in the air, and so on.
All kinds of people in strange costumes wander the streets, distributing balloons or flowers to strangers, and wizards who perform mime and performance art. They make themselves colorful and glow.
"The College of Magic Performing Arts is located in Paris, not far from here. If you are really interested in magical performing arts and did not receive a Hogwarts invitation last year, I think they will also send you an admission notice. ."
Su Ming smiled and touched Hermione's head. The little girl seemed to have regained her curiosity when she first entered the magic world. She was interested in everything on the roadside.
Seeing the performance artist with a big beard on the street but in tatters and tricks with a magic wand, Hermione shook her head. The gap between the magic star and the Muggle movie star was too big.
"It seems that their graduates are not doing well."
Su Ming nodded, and took out a handful of silver so that Hermione could reward street performers: "You can understand when you come from a Muggle family. If Hogwarts is equivalent to junior high school education, junior high school is equivalent to junior high school education. In the secondary school, the school system is only three years, and many of their students can't even apparate after graduation."
"Sounds a bit pathetic..." Hermione squeezed the crowds to the side of the street, put a few silver coins in the old mage hat, and got a small magical flower made from paper, and she walked back. By the professor's side: "I used to think that wizards are like people I know."
"Everyone has different talents, different destinies, and life is naturally different." The death knell took a balloon from a stranger and played with Hermione: "For you, the transfiguration that you can do in first grade, maybe It's the limit for that old mage."
"It's cruel! Don't make it so sad!" The little girl glared at him, and the good mood of traveling was ruined!
"Well, but you have to know that even Hogwarts students still need to pass the .Ls in the fifth grade, which is the general wizarding exam level test. There are twelve courses in total. If the corresponding course fails to pass. , Which is an evaluation above A, then you cannot take this course in the sixth or seventh grade. If you fail to get the certificate for any course, you will be dropped out. Doesn't it sound fairer?"
The professor said a fair thing, that is, if the fifth grade fails in every subject, the Hogwarts students will also be on the street, and if you are lucky, they may be able to work as slaves in an automatic wand shop.
"..."
Hermione didn't answer, but just said, ‘Are you the devil? ’Look at the professor with such eyes.
"It's not a big deal to be expelled. Look at Hagrid. He was expelled in the fourth grade. Isn't it the same as eating fat and fat?" Su Ming touched her head and took her to the cat food shop on the street. Wandering around: "There is also Newt Scamander, the author of the book "Where are Fantastic Beasts", who was also expelled from the fourth grade. Based on his family relationship, he found a child labor in the Ministry of Magic, earning money every week. 2 silver scotch."
"Do you think I was not in fifth grade at Hogwarts?" Hermione frowned. Her most confident thing was her grades. Her courses in the first grade were excellent.
"Then let's wait and see." The teacher just smiled mysteriously. He turned to the clerk in the shop and switched out his proficient French: "Thank you to put that pack of'cat creatures' funny beans' for me."
"Bad professor, you are bad." Hermione kicked his shoes, but gradually she was attracted by the cat food, because the professor had been looking at it with it, and her expression seemed very funny.
It was a pity that it was all in French, she couldn't understand, and she was a little worried on tiptoe.
The professor paid, took her to the chair in the shop and sat down, and pointed out the instructions behind the bag verbatim to her: “This is a French specialty, and the multi-flavored beans that cats like magical animals love to eat. You don’t want to be fostered. Bring some gifts back at Hannah’s Crookshanks? It’s written here, if the cat eats catnip, it will be the first prize, followed by dried fish, canned fish, smoked mouse... ."
"Worst?" Hermione's eyes widened.
A weird smile appeared on the face of the physical education teacher, and his fingers slid directly to the end of a series of words: "The worst is the smell of human corruption, ha, the French have a much better sense of humor than the British."
Hermione took a deep breath, her mouth pursed into a line, she felt that she was carrying a burden that was not suitable for her age:
"Shall we go directly to the French Ministry of Magic?"
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‘Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré. ’
The entrance of the French Ministry of Magic headquarters is located in the center of Furstenberg Square. The roots of the trees around the fountain will emerge from the ground, forming a birdcage elevator around the visitor, leading to the underground Ministry of Magic headquarters.
The three words engraved on the gate mean ‘casting, chanting, summoning’.
It was founded during the French Revolution in 1790, so its motto is very similar to the motto of the French Muggle government at that time, “Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité” (Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité). At the same time, it also appears in the emblem of France III. Color, a woman wearing a Phrygian hat.
But even in the underground ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the magic still makes it as if floating in the sky, transparent glass on all sides, you can see the blue sky, there are fountains and music in the spacious hall, nothing can be said about it The delicate fragrance of plants is in the air.
The wizards here, both men and women, are dressed brightly, with enthusiastic smiles on their faces, and everyone is personable.
Even though Hermione, who was upset, came here, her little expression relaxed, and she began to be full of good wishes for her trip to Boothbarton.
"Okay, let's go to register the magic wand. In the next semester, your study task in Boothbarton is to learn more than 30 foreign languages, learn the etiquette of the magic world, and make friends with every student. This is the cloth Spatton’s specialty is that it recruits students all over Europe. Originally, I can teach you a foreign language, but after thinking about it, it’s more contextual to put you in an environment where multiple languages coexist..."
Before she was happy for a while, the professor told her the new bad news, and when she was about to bargain, things were completely out of her control.
The professor knew that she wanted new beautiful clothes and grasped her weakness.
