Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Dumbledore looked at the Eiffel Tower not far away, his face was not very happy

"We shouldn't be in this place. Mundungus must have gotten the portkey from an irregular place."

He took Hector's hand, and his steps seemed a little flustered.

Hector then noticed that they were now in a very prosperous neighborhood in Paris - the Eiffel Tower not far away and the busy streets could prove this.

Fortunately, the portkey brought them to a relatively safe place, an alley.

Hector looked around.

It was almost time after lunch.

People were either resting at home or working in the company.

The alley didn't look like a check-in attraction, so there were not many pedestrians.

Dumbledore was also aware of this, but his pace showed no signs of slowing down.

While Dumbledore was moving quickly and skillfully through the streets and alleys, he took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to Hector.

"What is this?"

Hector's face was full of questions. He carefully took the card from Dumbledore. On the front of the card was a strange symbol that looked like a rune, and on the back was a line of faint characters. However, this string of characters did not remain unchanged. After a short period of time, the string of characters was disrupted and reorganized. After a series of changes, it slowly stopped.

"An address, or rather many addresses."

Dumbledore looked around very cautiously, his sharp eyes sweeping over everyone in his sight. Even so, he still responded to Hector's questions in a timely manner.

"This is a safe house, protected by layers of magic, wandering in the overlap of time and space. Nico doesn't like to be disturbed. He has basically lived here for so many years, and occasionally goes back to his old home to stay for a while."

Hector put the card into the package he carried with him, and then began to look around, hoping to find something that could awaken the memory fragments that were involuntarily deleted by his brain. After all, just seeing the land of France from afar allowed Hector to gain so much useful information. It doesn't make sense that he would gain nothing after arriving in this familiar yet unfamiliar land.

Hector carefully looked at the shops that were open, the busy streets, and the pedestrians coming and going. Unfortunately, the shining memory fragments that were expected did not appear, and the things in front of him did not seem to touch Hector at all. Whether it is existing or hidden All the memories in this state explained a fact that Hector didn't want to admit - he had never been here.

Maybe this place was too prosperous. According to the original owner's identity as a Parisian orphan, he would most likely wander around the slums and other similar surrounding areas. Or maybe this place didn't have the kind of thrilling things that happened near the coastline. In any case, after Hector's sweep, except for a few pedestrians with different expressions who appeared inexplicably on the street, there seemed to be nothing worth noting.

Wait, pedestrians with different expressions?

Hector quietly looked at the several people who appeared around him one by one, whether they were dressed in formal attire or not.

The guys were very strange in both attire and behavior.

It was obvious that they did not look like ordinary pedestrians, not to mention the glances they gave from time to time.

Hector estimated that these people should be French Aurors.

He also almost figured out why Dumbledore left in such a hurry - the door key that Mundungus got was probably not officially certified, which means that the great Albus Dumbledore came to France by smuggling.

No wonder the Aurors came to arrest us. The Aurors were also shocked when they saw that the smuggler was Dumbledore, especially the head of the operations team. That head of the operations team was... Thinking carefully about the task assigned to him by the office director, it seemed to be to capture the unlucky stowaway who landed in the city center. The stowaway was Dumbledore? What kind of joke? He was asked to quickly capture the criminal?

The operations team leader carefully checked the map of the trackers again. That's right, according to the movement trajectory on the map, it was definitely Dumbledore holding the child. The operations team leader rubbed his eyes and thought carefully about whether he had offended the director of the Auror Office in some way recently. Otherwise, why would he arrange such a tricky and straightforward task for him, which was simply to send him to death.

"Action, Captain, the map is correct."

The two-way mirror on the captain's waist vibrated, and the captain looked at the message on it.

It was sent by the Auror team member behind the two"dangerous people" - that team member should not have seen the faces of the two, otherwise he would not have sent such a message when he knew that the opponent was Dumbledore.

The Auror team leader now hoped that there was a problem with the equipment, although he knew that this was impossible - but the opponent was Dumbledore, the Auror team leader felt that it was more likely that there was a problem with the equipment.

""Team leader, cover me!"

Dumbledore and Hector suddenly quickened their pace and walked into an alley after many twists and turns.

In the eyes of the Auror, this was a great opportunity.

He couldn't understand why the team leader, who was always vigorous and resolute, was so hesitant today.

It was totally unlike his style.

The Auror could only take the lead and rushed to the alley with big strides before the team leader reminded him through the two-way mirror.

It was a dead end, and the Auror was very satisfied with this.

After turning the corner, he saw two figures, one old and one young.

He was very glad that the two did not use Apparition to escape - the Auror decided to say some good words in front of the team leader to reduce the crimes of the two - if they cooperated

"Turn around slowly and put your hands where I can see them. On behalf of the French Ministry of Magic, I am arresting you on suspicion of illegal immigration. Please cooperate with the investigation!"

"He does not represent the French Ministry of Magic!"

The action team leader behind him was running out of breath. He couldn’t use the Apparition in public. In order to stop the young man’s behavior, the team leader started running and just caught up with him.

"Put down your wand, Theseus."

The team leader's tone was very anxious. If he was not afraid of accidental injury, he would even want to grab it.

"Theseus? A very familiar name."

Dumbledore turned around and looked at the French Auror named Theseus with a smile. Hector also turned around and saw the blood on the young man's face quickly faded after seeing Dumbledore's true face. Theseus' face looked frighteningly pale. He staggered and almost sat down on the ground.

Theseus looked at his team leader for help. His team leader did not respond, but stared at Dumbledore cautiously.

"Mr. Dumbledore, it's my honor to meet you. Who is this?"

The team leader was very polite. He greeted politely. He didn't know Dumbledore's identity too well. Out of a responsible attitude towards work, the team leader tried to make his tone sound as gentle as possible.

"He is my grandson, Hector. I am sorry to have caused you so much trouble.

Dumbledore was still smiling. He nodded to the team leader to express his apology. The team leader was flattered and waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, it's our negligence that disrupted your plan. Please forgive us.

The team leader was a man who knew how to handle things. He took the blame on himself and then quickly took away Theseus, the culprit of all this, leaving enough space for Dumbledore and Hector.

"I haven't asked him his name yet?"

Dumbledore looked a little regretful, but the regret didn't last long. Dumbledore and Hector continued to shuttle through the streets of Paris, and finally found a deserted place. After Dumbledore made sure that the surrounding environment was safe, he took Hector to teleport in front of an ordinary wooden door.

"I know what you want to ask,"

Dumbledore explained to Hector, whose confusion was almost written on his face, before knocking on the wooden door.

"The reason why I didn't use Apparition right from the start was mainly because of the limitations of the Portkeys - some outdated Portkeys would force you to split if you used Apparition within half an hour after using them. It was a very strange limitation, but it did happen. I don't know if the Portkey Mundungus got has this effect, but it's better to believe it than not, so it's better to be cautious."

"How come I didn't know there was such a weird restriction?"

"There are so many things you don't know. Magic is something that is hard to explain.���It's impossible to figure out all the tricks, not even Merlin can do it"

"But Albus, your achievements in studying magic are not much worse than Merlin's."

The red wooden door in front of him suddenly opened, and an old man appeared at the door.

It can be seen that time has been very kind to this old man.

Nicolas Flamel, who is more than 600 years old, still looks so energetic.

He is in good spirits and his waist is straight.

Hector saw a familiar light in his eyes.

Nico is similar to Ollivander.

Their dress reveals a concentration that is almost crazy, but the old man in front of him is more elegant than Ollivander, which makes people feel awe at the first sight of him.

Hector is different. He smelled a familiar smell from Nico. Hector swore that he had smelled such a smell somewhere, but the strange thing is that his mind was very calm and he didn't react at all.

"Welcome, Albus" Mr. Flamel walked with a hop and skip, nodded to Dumbledore, and then took the initiative to extend his wrinkled hand, which looked too pale in the sun, to Hector.

"Welcome to Paris, Hector Dumbledore."

For some reason, Hector had a strange feeling. Looking at the old man in front of him, he always felt that all his problems would be completely solved here."