Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

　　 Paris, Champs Elysées, three months later.

　　 The bustling streets are crowded with people coming and going, and the dove of peace has turned into a pattern in the sky, and the wishing pool is crowded with lovers who are looking forward to the future.

In the cafe on the street, the waitress smiled frontally. Under the noon sun, the stone slabs on the ground seemed to be roasted into a bright golden color like butter. It was full of laziness. Some people like to call it romantic. .

　　 "I like the romance here."

　　 Next to the open-air round table of the cafe, the young boy was sitting under the parasol. He took a sip of his coffee and smiled shyly at the waitress who blinked at him.

　　 The blond young waitress came up with a coffee pot and leaned over to refill a cup for the boy. Unfortunately, she finally left with regret.

　　 Although the young man's clothes are very mature, judging from the outline of his green face, it is a pity that he is still too young.

　　He is Charles.

　　 Charles, who didn't leave a number, didn't regret it. As the waitress saw, he was too young.

　　 It's been three months since Hogwarts started school in the blink of an eye, and it was the eve of Halloween.

　　 Although only three months have passed, because of the double superposition of Wonderland and Hogwarts time, and the time when this age is growing, Charles's height has increased rapidly.

　　 has reached the level of nearly 1.5 meters.

　　 Straight after the classmate Dudley who was overweight at the time, in Slytherin, only two idiots, Gore and Crabbe, were the same height as Shire, and even classmate Draco was half a head shorter than Shire.

　　 Harry, who had been eating poorly and getting undernourished in his early years, was even short of Shire's head.

　　 With a barely adequate height, and a little tidy up, Charles looks like a small adult, but if you look closely at his face and silhouette, you can still see that he is very young, even just a child.

　　 Charles drank the coffee, got up and left.

　　. . .

　　 Since this time, Shire’s life at Hogwarts has been very peaceful, and basically no longer-eyed Slytherin seniors are bothering him.

　　 Although the Death Eaters in the reserve still seemed to look at him very upset, without Felix taking the lead, they hadn't done anything.

　　 Charles knew they wouldn't just calm down like this, they must have some horrible idea, just waiting for one day, suddenly burst out.

　　 Charles has not been idle for the past two months. He has been proficient in all kinds of advanced spells that he once mastered but could not be used in this world.

　　 Especially the more important ones, such as Apparition.

　　 Split, heal, split, heal...

The practice of 　　 Apparition did not go well, especially at the beginning, Shire forced his apparition with his feelings, but his body did not move but his arms moved.

　　 He and his left arm are separated directly.

　　 Shire was very calm, but Hermione was so frightened that she sprinkled white essence on her left arm. When Shire's arm recovered, Hermione was already covered with scarlet blood.

　　.. Charles thought it was Carrie who came to kill him.

　　 This kind of recklessness frightened the little girl. After Charles recovered, she was half angry and half frightened and punched him several times. Hermione at this time is indeed very violent and vigorous and resolute.

　　 She rightly stopped Charles from continuing to try, and even moved out of the professor and principal.

　　 But of course it's useless. Under Shire's soft and hard soaking, Hermione finally couldn't help Shire, let him continue to practice, and decided to watch him well, so as not to have any more accidents.

　　 But there were no surprises afterwards, and the most dangerous thing about Apparition was the first time.

　　 With the first feeling as a pavement, the second attempt, Shire immediately found some feeling in the game.

　　 Then gradually become more proficient.

　　 This incident also reminded him that magic is not as simple as it seems. Even if he has game experience, he still has to stay alert.

　　Similarly, during these three months, Hermione's progress was also rapid.

　　 From the very beginning, only a handful of fireworks could be released. Until now, even no standard actions are required to quickly use the armor protection.

　　 She already has qualified self-protection ability.

　　 This is the result of repeated practice. Anyone who only practices these mantras every weekend within three months can achieve this effect.

　　 Even Neville.

　　 But in order to practice magic and accompany Hermione to practice magic, Charles didn't have much energy to go to the dungeon, which caused his level and attributes to not change much from before.

　　 But it doesn't matter. The initial dungeons have nothing good at all. After the situation opens up, various rich dungeon rewards and drops will follow.

　　 As Christmas approached, Charles also told Hermione that the practice of the spell was temporarily over.

　　 She has thoroughly mastered several commonly used magics, of course, they are just basic applications.

　　 A little extension and combination of magic, she can't use it. For example, Hermione can turn a wooden stick into a bow and arrow, or release a raging fire, which can make her turn the flame into the shape of an arrow, which she can't do.

　　 But it’s okay, it’s enough.

Many key plots happened around Christmas, so Shire decided to spare this time again. It was originally a boring thing to practice the same magic repeatedly every week. It was not easy for Hermione to persist for three months. .

　　 Similarly, he has to take advantage of this time to make some final preparations.

　　 For example, to find that special magical creature near New York.

　　 Such as visiting the French magical world for shopping.

　　. . .

　　Charles quickly integrated into the streets. He did not attract much attention. The people on the streets of Paris come and go, and people from all over the world gather here. He is unremarkable.

　　 The gentlemen of Paris are romantic and humorous, and the ladies are passionate and unrestrained. To put it bluntly, they are lazy and glib, and have no brains. No one cares about such a little guy.

　　 Charles pulled out a small-finger-thick Erlenmeyer flask from his arms. This was an improved ageing agent made by the old bat. It was guaranteed by the joint name of Dean Slytherin and the next patriarch of the Malfoy family. It was safe.

　　 The three three bottles were divided into a dozen vials by Shire, ensuring that they would not drink too much or less each time, and the volume of a small Erlenmeyer flask could grow for exactly six years.

　　 Passing through the wide square covered with square stone bricks, Charles drank the potion in the conical flask while passing by a towering Roman stone pillar, and at the same time tapped his magic wand on his clothes.

　　 The light and shadow were mottled, and in the shadow supported by the large Roman pillars, something seemed to be creeping.

　　 The next moment, when Charles came out from behind the Roman column, he had already become a handsome boy who looked like seventeen or eighteen years old.

　　Brown looks like broken black hair, exquisite three-dimensional yet soft face, with a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth.

　　 Shire scratched his hair. It is worthy of being the top model that comes with it. This photo will be uploaded to ins in the future, and no p-picture is needed.

　　 Charles, who returned to the square, immediately attracted the attention of several nearby girls, and the ladies in Paris were also enthusiastic and unrestrained. Although they did not speak, their eyes actually told everything.

　　 Unfortunately, Charles can only respond with a shy and regretful smile, because this ageing agent is not stable, only half an hour to an hour.

　　 This is not enough.

　　 But I didn’t expect that Shire’s shyness aroused their laughter even more.

Pushed by her companion, a tall, tall, blond girl with a typical Scandinavian face and a tall figure in her twenties came out generously~www.wuxiahere.com~ She likes such a small milk dog, today She wants it. .

Ok? People?

　　 The blond lady suddenly discovered how the person was missing, and the figure of Shire was missing from her sight, but she was still there just now.

　　 She looked at the empty square where the peace doves were flying around and the street violin artist was playing melodious tunes. Then she looked back at the same dazed companions, and suddenly turned pale.

　　 I heard that it’s not safe recently, there are always some weird rumors circulating everywhere, shouldn’t I...

　　 shuddered, and the group hurriedly left.

　　 At the same time, Charles had already reached the other side of the square, beside a fountain.

This square is close to the commercial avenue next to it. It is not easy to open up such a square in the center of Paris, which is rich in gold, so it is small and exquisite. There are people carrying luxury shopping bags everywhere, and people throw coins into the fountain from time to time. Wish good luck can come to yourself.

　　 "Paris is really the capital of romance."

　　 Charles patted his little heart.

"Right."

He leaned against a low square stone platform. Above the stone platform, there was a metal statue of a long-haired girl. She was wearing a simple but decent dress and carrying a variety of luxury jewelry brand logos in her hand. Shopping Bag.

　　 Hearing Charles' question, she glanced at Shire a little shyly, then turned her head and nodded grinningly. Then, with her arm raised, she opened her metal skirt to Shire.

　　 Charles blinked his left eye at her, and got in when he turned his head.

　　 The magic commercial street in France, hidden place, here it is.

　　 [Discovery: Hidden Place]: Experience +2, Lucky Coin +1