Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 104 I saw Meng in the romantic city

"Grandpa, do you have that kind of magic that can easily learn foreign languages?" Connor looked at his grandfather with pleading eyes.

"No." But what awaited was an indifferent response.

"Eh~ It's boring." Connor disappointedly cut off a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, then smiled happily.

Connor and his grandfather are currently having dinner in a very high-end French restaurant. As for the reason, it is because Connor cannot understand the meaning of the Latin letters on the storefront.

But I have to say that the French food here is much better than the British food. Well, it is almost as good as the food at Hogwarts.

"Isn't there some kind of [Language Understanding] spell? It's not magic at all." Connor asked unwillingly.

"How come there is that kind of spell? If there is that kind of spell, why would wizards go to school? Isn't the spell you learn just a kind of magic language?"

Grandfather wiped his mouth gracefully. His short silver-white hair, well-trimmed beard, and handsome face attracted the attention of many ladies in the store. Connor always felt that this old man's waist was much straighter than usual.

"Okay, okay." Connor finished the last bit of food, picked up his favorite lemon tea, and asked about the destination of his trip: "Then we've finished dinner, where should we go to find our second aunt next? ?”

"have no idea."

"Pfft~" Connor was stunned and looked at his grandfather in surprise: "What did you say?"

Grandfather picked up the napkin he had just put down, pretended to wipe his mouth, and said with wandering eyes: "I don't know. If I knew where your second aunt lived, I would have taken her back."

"???You don't know? Then you came here in a hurry?" Connor's eyes widened: "Where will we stay tonight?"

"Ahem, there will always be a way. I came here well prepared... When I went to Egypt last time, I met a friend. He is very important in the French wizarding world. I am planning to visit him now. ." Grandfather explained seriously.

"Oh? What friend." Connor was a little curious.

"Emmm, like me, we went to Egypt to expand the market. Well, we are friends in the business world."

"Oh" Connor nodded. He must be a rich man to be able to expand his business to Egypt. Then he asked: "What kind of business does he do? Can we do it too?"

"..." Grandfather looked at Connor with a strange expression and said, "There is no conflict in our business because he sells perfume."

"Selling perfume?" Connor was a little surprised: "Do wizards also use perfume?"

Grandfather's face became even weirder, and then he seemed to have thought of Connor's age, so he felt relieved again and said with a smile: "Of course, women like perfume. Connor, do you know about love potions?"

"Love potion? I understand. I have heard of it. It is said that it can cause people to have a strong obsession. Is this friend of yours selling a love potion?"

"." You know a hammer. Old Devin wiped his mouth clean before putting down his napkin: "Love potion is just the most effective and powerful love potion in the magic world. The two cannot be equated."

"Ordinary love potions emit smells that vary from person to person. They have no psychedelic effect. They are just perfumes. My friend's family sells this." Old Devin paused and continued: "It's very profitable."

"." Both Connor and Old Devin saw the same regret in each other's eyes.

"Ahem, most of today's love potions were invented more than a hundred years ago by La Verne de Montmorency, who is the ancestor of my friend."

"De? Oh, I know this. I heard that all French nobles have De in the middle of their names." Connor showed off the little knowledge he knew in his previous life, then he was stunned and whispered to himself: "Montmorency ?Why does it sound familiar?"

"Indeed, all the French nobles used to have a German name, but now there are so many French people with a German name in their names. Who knows what they were doing before." Old Devin suddenly sounded a bit sinister, and he stood up. Come: "Come on, Connor, let's go visit our friend."

"Okay." Connor thought thoughtfully. He was afraid that his cheap second uncle might also have a virtue in his name.

The two paid and left the restaurant. As for Connor and the others, where did they get the Muggle currency?

Muggle gold coins may not be worth much to wizards, but wizards' gold galleons are real gold coins to Muggles. Connor's family only has gold galleons.

Connor followed his grandfather out of the restaurant and walked on the busy street. After walking for a while, Connor couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, do you really know the road? Can you hurry up? These people on the street are looking at me. His eyes are weird.”

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll be there soon. French people are more enthusiastic, so you'll get used to it." Grandfather raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "Okay, we're here."

Connor stopped when he heard this and looked around. He was still on the street? What happened? Well, Connor suddenly found a Citroën that he thought was very rustic, but should be very trendy in this era, parked next to Connor and the two of them.

The car window slowly rolled down, and a handsome old man who looked about the same age as his grandfather stuck his head out:

"Hi! Mr. Devin! I didn't expect you to really come to Paris!" The visitor opened the car door and walked out, stretched out his hand to shake hands with his grandfather: "Haha, I thought you were joking at the time, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. We meet again."

"Ha, Mr. Leo, we in the Lake family never talk big. Let me meet you. This is my grandson, Connor. I brought him here this time."

"Oh! Is this handsome young gentleman the famous little prince of cards, Connor? Hello, Connor, your picture cards are also very popular in France!"

Connor smiled stiffly and shook hands with the old gentleman, thinking about how many weird nicknames he had. The way these Western reporters chose names was really unflattering.

"Come on, get in the car first, and we'll talk as we walk."

Several people walked into the back seat of the car together, and then Connor discovered that this car was really magical, because the space in his back seat was as big as a room.

"Go back to Montmorency Manor." Mr. Leo ordered the "driver" in the driving seat.

The driver didn't seem to be human, and Connor didn't feel any life breath from him.

Sensing Connor's eyes, Mr. Leo smiled and explained: "This is a magic puppet, not a real person, but he is a competent driver."

Connor nodded, and began to look at the tail seat of the car, which was like a small living room, and asked: "Do French wizards like to modify Muggle cars now? Such cars are rare to see in the UK."

"Hahaha, sometimes we have to admit that things made by Muggles also have unique charm! Young girls nowadays like luxury cars. Only by driving such cars can you have the opportunity to meet more young girls, hahaha. "

"?" Connor slowly typed a question mark. Did I hear what this old gentleman said wrong?

Grandfather touched Connor's head and pulled him to sit on the sofa nearby. He said to Leo, "Hey, Connor is still young, don't tell him this."

Mr. Leo waved his hand, took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, and said: "You British people are always so old-fashioned. In my opinion, Connor is not young. Young people should pursue beautiful encounters, so as not to What a waste of time."

He came over with two glasses of wine, smiled and said to Connor, "Would you like one?"

Connor waved his hands awkwardly and said, "No, no, I don't drink."

"Oh? What do you want to drink?"

"Is there lemon tea?"

Leo directly handed the wine glass over and said, "Now this cup is lemon tea."

Connor took it doubtfully, took a sip, and found that the taste was really familiar.

On the other side, Old Devin also took a sip of his glass and said, "Scotch whiskey tastes really good."

Then the two old men chatted about which wine tasted better and which wine was more appetizing. Connor was silently drinking his own black tea, not wanting to interrupt.

After a long time, the two of them remembered that there was still a little thing like Connor. Mr. Leo smiled and said to Connor: "By the way, Connor, my granddaughter also goes to Hogwarts, and now she happens to be a guest at my house. I just told her that I would pick you up, and she seemed very happy. You two are very good friends."

Connor suddenly remembered why the surname Montmorency sounded so familiar. He said blankly: "Emily is your granddaughter?"

"Yes, her father was running the family business in England, so she enrolled in Hogwarts by the way. Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet good friends in a foreign country. Are you happy or surprised? Hahahaha. .”

Connor stiffly twitched the corners of his mouth and said with difficulty: "Have fun."

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