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Chapter 107 Close the door

After returning home, Fleur seemed much more relaxed. She and Gabriel sat together, took an apple from the fruit brought by the house elf, and said as she gnawed.

"My dad is probably still working at the Ministry of Magic and hasn't come back, but he usually doesn't come home for lunch at noon, so we don't have to wait for him."

"We'll go find Nick Flamel in the afternoon." Sherlock formulated their next plan, "After visiting Nick Flamel, then go to Long Lane Street, which is said to be equivalent to the opposite corner of London lane."

"Yes, it is the activity center of French wizards."

Sherlock spread out the map of France he had been carrying on the coffee table, and said while pinching his chin.

"I also want to visit several famous Muggle attractions, such as the Eiffel Tower, Louvre Museum, Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame Cathedral, etc."

Harry reminded.

"Don't forget we're going to find a mall to get some film."

"Oh, yes, and prepare some film."

The lunch at Delacour's family was very rich, and during the meal, Fleur finally told her mother about the stolen wand.

Madame Delacour frowned, she did not blame Fleur for losing her wand, but reconfirmed.

"You saw that the thief who stole the wand was a goblin?"

Fleur nodded.

"I'm sure, at that time, he was the only one who passed by me and bumped into me."

"It's a pity to lose that wand, but it's not a big deal after all." Madame Delacour said seriously, "But if the goblin stole the wand, it must be reported to the Ministry of Magic, which is very serious event."

Since the goblin rebellion was defeated, this group has been deprived of the right to use magic wands. Regardless of their status, as long as a goblin touches a magic wand, it is a very sensitive behavior.

Not to mention there were wizards whose wands were simply stolen.

"I'll get your father back right now."

Fleur's father, Mr. Delacour, works in the French Ministry of Magic. Although he is not the director of the Auror department, he is also related to magic law.

After getting the news from his family, he hurriedly left the Ministry of Magic and returned home.

Compared with the outstanding appearance of Madame Delacour, Fleur and Gabriel, Fleur's father is much more ordinary.

From the outside, he looks like an ordinary wizard, even shorter than Mother Furong.

After Mr. Delacour simply greeted Sherlock and thanked him for helping Fleur, he went to learn about Fleur's lost wand.

But in fact, Furong didn't know much about it, and she didn't even remember what the fairy looked like.

In the end, Mr. Delacour could only leave in disappointment and report the matter to the Ministry of Magic.

In the afternoon, Sherlock and Harry rested at Delacour's house for a while, then got up to say goodbye, and were going to visit Nick Flamel.

Fleur left with them, and then she had to go to Long Lane to buy a new wand to use.

Sherlock looked at the address on the letter of recommendation that Dumbledore gave him, and instead of looking for the map, he asked the local native Fleur to show them the way.

"Mr. LeMay and his wife like listening to opera very much, so they bought a small yard near the Opera Garnier (also known as the Paris Opera House), and they usually live there when they are in Paris."

According to Fleur's guidance, Sherlock successfully found the address of Nicolas' residence in Paris.

It looked no different from a normal Muggle courtyard, and there was no Muggle expulsion spell, because they saw a postman, and naturally stuffed a letter into the mailbox in front of the courtyard.

Sherlock parked the car and walked down with Harry and Fleur.

They came to the gate of the small courtyard and found that the iron gate was closed.

"We don't seem to be late, do we? I remember that the time Professor Dumbledore gave me was before August, and now it's only July 7th." Sherlock said uncertainly.

Fleur had also received an order from Madame Maxime before, telling her that Nico Flamel would leave Paris in August, and asked her to visit before then.

Just when they were wondering, Harry suddenly pointed to the number plate next to the gate and said.

"Professor, here is a message from Nicolas."

Sherlock walked up to Harry and looked at the message on the door plate.

[Go out to enjoy the opera, return on the 26th]

Furong also came over.

"It seems that we came at the wrong time. Mr. Flamel and the others just went out."

"It's okay, anyway, Harry and I have nothing to do, at worst, come back tomorrow."

Sherlock stared at the number 6 on the message and said.

Ever since he used a part of Voldemort's remnant soul to stitch his soul, his perception of magic power has become much more acute, and now he faintly feels that this message is a bit weird.

But Sherlock didn't think much of it.

After all, Nick Flamel is also a master of magic. Maybe when writing this message, he used a spell to conjure ink to write it out.

Fleur and Harry had already sat back in the car. Since they didn't find the famous wizard at Flamel's house, they followed the plan to go to the magic street in Paris—Long Lane Street.

This street is located in the sixth arrondissement of Paris, in a small alley next to Furstenberg Square.

The entrance to the French Ministry of Magic is also nearby, located in the center of Furstenberg Square. When a wizard stands here and coughs, the roots of the surrounding trees will come out, forming a birdcage around people. The elevator descends into underground.

And the entrance of Changxiang Street is somewhat similar to the wall of the Nine and Four Thirds platform. As long as you walk along an alley to the end, even if you see a wall blocking the way, you can still walk in without hesitation, and you can enter this road. Located in the magic commercial street in Paris.

In fact, except for the different architectural styles, the things sold in Magic Street are similar.

After Sherlock and Harry came here, they didn't feel any difference except that the buildings on Long Lane Street were more artistic and prettier than those on Diagon Alley.

Even some stores are the same, such as Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, Lihen Bookstore and other chain stores.

The two of them wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, feeling that it was not interesting, so they simply followed Furong to the wand shop to watch her choose a wand.

Throughout Europe, there are three famous wand-making families handed down in the world.

They are the Ollivander family in the UK, the Grigovich family in Germany, and the Wenger family in France (Note).

All three families have established their own family companies whose main business is making and selling wands.

And the objects they serve are the three magic schools in Europe.

Unlike Ollivander's wand shop, which provides standard wands, Wenger's wand shop on Long Lane Street advocates the special characteristics.

The wand makers of the Wenger family firmly believe that wizards will encounter some magical substances that are related to them, and using these substances as the core of the wand will improve their compatibility with their owners.

So the core of the Fleur wand was her grandmother's hair.

Of course, this does not mean that Wenger's wand shop does not offer standard wands for sale.

An older witch, wearing a tunic, with meticulously combed hair and golden glasses on her face, rigorously measured every statistic of Fleur's body before she placed three magic wands in front of her.

In the end, Fleur chose the rowan wood wand with a core of unicorn tail hair and a nine-inch wand.

Even after getting a new wand, she still misses the one she lost, and you can tell she has a deep bond with her grandmother.

They walked out of the wand shop, and just as Fleur was about to ask Sherlock and Harry to have a drink in the bar on Long Lane, a surprised voice suddenly sounded from their left.

"Hibiscus!"

They turned their heads and saw that it was a handsome wizard.

Sherlock still remembered his face as the male companion who had been with Fleur when she first met her in the wizarding town of Aspen.

Fu Rong also saw him, but frowned her pretty brows.

"Mr. Jonathan, we don't seem to know each other well enough to call each other by their names?"

The wizard named Jonathan rubbed his head and walked in front of them with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, Miss Delacour, I'm a little excited to see you here again. Did you catch the thief that day?"

Fu Rong didn't answer his question, but stared at him closely and asked indifferently.

"I also want to know, did you tell me the wrong location on purpose that day, or did you really not hear clearly?"

Jonathan was very helpless.

"Ah! Wrong location? Are you suspecting that I'm with the thief who stole your wand? Why do you think so? I thought we had a good chat that day."

Fu Rong didn't dispel her doubts about him, she looked at him coldly.

"It's best if you don't have anything to do with this matter, but if you are really involved, then I suggest that you better hand over my wand immediately. This way I can also get my dad to withdraw the investigation of the Ministry of Magic. Yes, I The matter has been reported to the Ministry of Magic."

Jonathan stared, looking utterly innocent.

"Why do you doubt me? Did I do something wrong!"

"You better do nothing wrong."

After finishing speaking, Fleur left holding Sherlock and Harry's arms with both hands respectively, without any intention of introducing them from the beginning to the end.

Sherlock took one last look at the necklace on the chest of the wizard named Jonathan before being pulled away by Fleur.

That is a sign of a circle wrapped in a triangle with a vertical line in the middle.

This standard feels very familiar to Sherlock, making him always feel like he has seen it in some book.

Harry asked Fleur curiously.

"Since you suspect that the loss of your wand has something to do with him, why do you refuse to contact him?"

Fu Rong said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I've already told my dad all his information, there must be an Auror investigating him now."

Fu Rong is not stupid, on the contrary she is very smart.

She knew that she couldn't take the risk to contact such a person, and it was safest to provide the information to the Ministry of Magic and let the Aurors handle it.

　Note: Wenger, the French cane-making family, was created by me. The original book only introduced two of the three European cane-making families, that is, Ollivander and Grigovich. There is no information about the third one, so It's up to me to play freely.

　　By the way, I have some things to go out tonight, so I owe the last chapter and pay it back tomorrow, um, tomorrow four changes, two changes 3000, two changes 4000.

　　——————Love your sea boats (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)