In the early morning, the weather was clear, the breeze gently lifted the curtains, and the sunlight penetrated through the gap into the room, sprinkling on the face of the sleeping girl. After a moment, Isobel opened her eyes drowsily, raised her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, turned her head to look at the big boy who was still sleeping beside her, blinked, secretly stretched out her hands, and gently pulled Albert's sleeping face.
Although he is not yet an adult, his manners and behavior are extremely mature. It is when he is in a deep sleep, his innocent and cute sleeping face makes the girl feel that she is older than the other person.
From confession to boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, and then the two began dating and dating, it had been several years, and now they were even talking about marriage. However, Albert was still underage, which was incredible to think about, and what was even more absurd was that he had actually agreed to the other party's proposal.
Albert moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
The two people's eyes met at close range.
Isobel was startled and stepped back in panic, sitting on the bed and looking at the boy who had just sat up.
"Good morning!"
Albert rubbed his eyes, stretched lazily, turned his head to look at Isobel next to him, and said gently: "If you are still not satisfied, even in the morning I will..."
Before he could finish his words, a pillow hit him in the face, silencing him.
"It's time to get up. I overslept today. It's all your fault." Isobel got out of bed and started picking up the clothes that were scattered around last night. She then took out a beige piece of clothing from the suitcase and covered Albert's head with it. She was obviously dissatisfied with the guy who had been staring at her.
“I’ve seen them all.”
Albert curled his lips, reached out to take away his clothes, and after Isobel changed into her nightgown and went to the bathroom with clean clothes, he also got up from the bed and began to put on his clothes.
When they woke up in the morning, it was already very late. The Flamel couple left breakfast for the two of them: fried eggs, milk, croissants, and a cup of fragrant black tea.
"You can take advantage of today to go around. There are many charming places in France. Don't miss them now that you are here." Madame Perenal said with a smile, "Besides, it's easy to get tired if you stay at home all the time studying."
When leaving Flamel's house, Isobel's cheeks were slightly red. She glared at Albert fiercely and muttered in a low voice: "They noticed!"
"They guessed it when we lived in the same room." Albert looked at his girlfriend who was a little angry and embarrassed. He felt that she was not thick-skinned enough. Maybe it was because she was in someone else's house. She should be more relaxed in her own home.
I really don’t know how the enthusiastic French can find a place at will.
Is it more exciting to do so
"You're trying so hard to take advantage of me." Isobel was depressed to find that she had accidentally fallen into Albert's trap.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"The French are more enthusiastic than you think. They won't care." Albert whispered to comfort him.
"I'm not as shameless as you." Isobel reached out and pulled Albert's cheek angrily, as if she wanted to see how thick his skin was.
"If you don't have thick skin, how can you pick up beautiful girls?" Albert was not annoyed. He smiled and comforted her, "Okay, don't be angry. It's a rare occasion for us to go to a wizard village in a foreign country. We should walk around. We are here for vacation."
But, in the end, I felt a little lacking in confidence.
During this period, Albert has been focusing on his studies and has no time to take Isobel out for fun.
"I thought you've forgotten that we're here on vacation?" Isobel was also a little depressed. This period of time was more tiring than attending classes at school.
"Okay, I was wrong."
As he spoke, Albert took out a small bag of French magic currency from his pocket, put it in Isobel's palm, and said with a smile: "I will go shopping with you today, and by the way, we will go to the French Wizard Street and buy some things to celebrate our winning the lottery."
"You are generous enough not to treat money as money."
Isobel couldn't help rolling her eyes, stuffed the purse back into Albert's pocket, and asked, "Didn't they say that the money couldn't be exchanged for the currency of the wizarding world? Where did you get the money from? Did they give it to you?"
"Of course I earned it myself. My uncle Charlie in the Muggle world used my plan to open a milk tea shop, and he gives me a share every year. Although it's not much, the money is enough."
Albert took some pounds to exchange for Galleons. Wizards still need Muggle currency after all, but goblins usually don't need too much foreign exchange, so this stuff is enough.
As for the bag of French gold coins in his pocket, it was actually the prize money he won for winning the International Wizarding Flag Championship a while ago.
"Okay, you're awesome."
The two held hands and walked along the streets of Nikolai Village.
This place is different from Hogsmeade Village. The village is very clean, and the streets are paved with bricks and stones, which are not as narrow as before. The only problem is that there are no shops here. Most of them are residents, and there is only a magic grocery store and a tavern.
Oh, and by the way, there is also the old home of the Flamels.
There are some stone sculptures and clay tablets, some ancient experimental instruments, parchment, notes or some old books in the old house.
All in all, it looks a bit like a museum.
The stall at the door sells all kinds of Philosopher's Stone-related peripherals, and even has a formula for the elixir of life.
The middle-aged man saw that the two men looked unfamiliar, so he secretly lowered his voice and told them that the Nico couple were living in seclusion in Nikolai Village.
As for where he lives, naturally no one knows.
Albert wanted to laugh when he heard this, he knew that this was the other party's routine.
"That man is full of lies." Isobel couldn't help but say after walking a hundred meters.
"I know, there are no shortage of such guys everywhere." Albert didn't care. He had seen a lot of such things in his previous life.
After touring Nicola Village, the two headed to the Wizard Street in Paris through the fireplace near the square.
It's more suitable for dating or shopping.
Albert came to France and had to buy some souvenirs for his family.
The Wizarding Street in Paris is similar to Diagon Alley in London, but it is cleaner and tidier than Diagon Alley. The street is very wide and paved with bricks. There are not only signs hanging outside the shops on both sides, but also some sundries are placed outside, as if telling customers what kind of store it is.
“It’s so lively here!”
Isobel looked around at the shops curiously.
The nearest store to them was a store selling crucibles, and further away there was a bookstore that seemed to be holding a book signing event.
Probably because it was halfway through summer vacation, most students came to Wizard Street to shop.
The two of them just looked outside the bookstore and didn't queue up. The one who was signing books was a handsome wizard, who reminded him of Lockhart who was still receiving treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
Isobel was not interested in these and dragged Albert to go shopping in a clothing store, so they went directly to Tufan Clothing Store. There were already customers in the store, a pair of young sisters.
After the other person turned around, Albert recognized who he was at a glance.
Beautiful girls with Veela blood always impress people.
"Long time no see, Miss Delacour?" Albert greeted her politely.
"Oh, hello." Furong said stiffly, her eyes swept over Albert, and she looked at the red-haired woman beside him again, raising her eyebrows slightly.
This woman is more beautiful than last time.
"Hello, Mr. Champion." Gabrielle remembered who this man was and greeted Albert shyly.
"I prefer you to call me brother."
Albert took out the candy he had bought not long ago from his pocket, squatted down and corrected, "I'm still very young, and it's weird to be called sir."
"Okay, Mr. Champion." Gabrielle said as she took the candy with a smile.
"champion?"
Upon hearing this, the store manager Abel looked Albert up and down. For a moment, he couldn't remember who this man was, but he felt that he looked a little familiar.
"We should go, Gabrielle," Fleur said, nodding towards Albert before taking her sister's hand and preparing to leave.
"Sister, can I go to cousin Louise's shop?" Gabrielle pleaded.
"Oh, of course, we can go and show her our support, otherwise Louise will be too pitiful."
"What kind of champion are you?" the store manager asked curiously.
"It was just a joke," Albert said, changing the subject. "Can you bring me that hat?"
"Oh, okay." As expected, the manager's attention was immediately diverted and he took a beret-like hat from the shelf.
"I think this hat suits you very well. It will look great with a skirt." Albert put the hat on Isobel's head with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.
Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly; she didn't have the habit of wearing a hat.
However, she probably guessed that Albert wanted to buy a hat as a gift for his sister, so she helped to choose a hat.
"I think girls would like this style more. It suits Nia very well. And you forgot to buy one for yourself." Isobel picked out a men's hat for Albert.
Finally, when they left Tofan's clothing store, Albert took three packages, Nia's hat, Isobel's skirt, and a slightly larger dress robe.
"Why did you buy a dress?" Isobel asked in confusion.
"It will come in handy in sixth grade." Albert sighed and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, you will have graduated by then, and I will have to find another dance partner."
"Are you afraid you won't be able to find a partner?" Isobel said unhappily.
"By the way, you can pretend to be Katrina and sneak into the school to attend the Christmas dance. Anyway, you sisters look very similar, and I don't think anyone will recognize you."
"Have you predicted something again?" Isobel asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Uh, a very lively Christmas ball."
As they were talking, the two of them turned into a cold drink shop and found that the owner was actually an acquaintance.
"Louise, I didn't expect to meet you here." Albert looked at the lady Veela in front of him in surprise.
"No, I own this store." Louise asked with a smile, "What do you want?"
"Two servings of strawberry ice cream." Albert glanced at Isobel and said to Louise, "Why do you want to open a cold drink shop?"
"I haven't decided what to do yet, so I just found something to do." Louise brought two large cups of strawberry ice cream to the two of them, then sat next to Albert and said, "You came to France without telling me. I can be your tour guide for a few days."
"No, thank you." Isobel said calmly, "We are here to find Albert's teacher and invite him to be our witness."
"Witness?" Louise asked in amazement, "You are getting married, but that's not right. I remember Albert is not yet an adult?"
"No, we're just getting engaged first." Isobel took a bite of ice cream and explained calmly, "We'll have to wait for a while before getting married."
"By the way, do you have any newspapers?" Albert quickly changed the subject. He felt that if he continued the conversation, he might be doomed.
"Congratulations," Louise said tentatively.
"Thank you." Albert took the newspaper and said.
Louise walked away angrily. She didn't believe it. Neither of them was wearing rings on their hands. Isobel was obviously lying.
Isobel looked up at Louise who was walking away, then looked at Albert who was reading the newspaper, and said softly, "You are so welcome."
"You know, I don't want to either." Albert changed the subject again, "Look here."
On a certain page of the newspaper, Albert saw that members of the International Confederation of Wizards criticized Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister that Black was at large.
"Blake escaped from prison." Albert handed the newspaper to Isobel.
"So, your prediction has come true again?" Isobel raised her eyebrows. "No one has ever escaped from Azkaban. It's not a good thing to have such a precedent."
"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Albert comforted softly.
"You seem to have predicted a lot of things?" Isobel held Albert's face with both hands and rubbed it hard, "It's always mysterious."
"Black's target should be Potter?" Albert scooped a spoon of ice cream and stretched it in front of Isobel. "Whenever there is something strange happening, it is more or less related to Harry Potter. If you don't understand something, just attribute it to Potter."
“…”Isobel.
"Oh, it's you guys."
A voice suddenly sounded from outside.
They both turned their heads in the direction of the sound and saw Hetok walking towards them.
"Mr. Hetok, why are you here?" Albert looked at the acquaintance sitting opposite them with some surprise.
"I came to France for some business. I just passed by and thought it looked familiar, so I came in to take a look." Hetok suddenly said, "By the way, do you want to join the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association?"
"Aren't ungraduated wizards prohibited from joining?" Albert asked doubtfully.
"That was true in the past, but the conditions for joining were changed a while ago. As long as you are invited by an association member and pass the membership assessment, you can become a member of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association." Hetok said with a smile, "Okay, follow me!"
The two looked at each other, said hello to Louise, and followed Hetok to the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association.