Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim's trip was originally to find a group of giants for negotiation, and it was precisely because of this most important purpose that Maka took the time to come here.
So after everyone took a short rest, they decided to act according to the original plan as soon as possible.
As for Quirrell, after he and Maka had a rough discussion, Maka took him along with her.
Quirrell originally planned to use the trolls to form a force for self-protection. Of course, in his original plan, he even planned to go back and do some trouble while Voldemort and Dumbledore were actually fighting.
But he didn't expect that his condition was constantly deteriorating, and his plan had already come to an end. Under the current situation, it was obviously the best choice for him to follow Maka.
Of course, since Maka has already ran over, it is obviously impossible to go back like this.
Although Dumbledore had given the scope of his search at the beginning, in this case, it would still take a lot of effort to find those giants who were far away from wizards and Muggles.
At this time, the more manpower there is, the faster the progress will naturally be.
After entering Belarus, several people decided that it would be better to go to the local magic world first. Mrs. Maxim also had to buy a new wand as a spare, right
"... Most of the wizards in Belarus are now concentrated in Minsk. After the Muggle World War II, the area has gone through a lot of reconstruction, and now it has completely settled down."
Madame Maxime seems to be familiar with the situation here. Of course, she is the principal of Beauxbatons, so it is natural for her to be more knowledgeable.
Because Quirrell was really not suitable to take with him, after "moving" him into a Muggle hotel and settling in, Maka and Hagrid followed Mrs. Maxim to a small gallery near Victory Square.
Probably because the entire city has been rebuilt in recent years, most of the buildings are very clean, and the architectural style here is simple and bright, which makes everyone feel more relaxed.
However, I don’t know if wizards like to make the entrance to wizard settlements mysterious, but this gallery looks very old.
Moreover, compared to the bright sunshine outside, not only does the gallery seem a little under-lit, but the space in some aisles is too narrow, which makes people feel quite depressed.
"Oh, is it here?"
Because Madame Maxime's wand was broken, Maka was walking in front now. After all, a wand was still needed to open the entrance.
When he walked into an exhibition gallery with blank picture frames stacked on both sides, he immediately felt a relatively obscure wave of magic.
"...Well, is this here?"
Before Maxim could answer, Maka stretched out her wand and shook it at a pure white oil painting hanging on the wall. Then, as if she had discovered something, she lightly tapped the corner of the frame of the painting. point.
Suddenly, a strange gray-white wave gradually spread from the canvas of the oil painting, saturating a large area of the wall, as if it were white paint that had been knocked over, and there was even a faint feeling of waves on the water surface. .
"This is it," Mrs. Maxim said, and asked curiously, "McLean, have you been here before?"
Maka didn't answer, he just turned around and smiled, then walked inside first.
The cold feeling is deeply familiar because it is the same feeling through the wall pillars at the entrance to platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross station.
When Maka stepped in, her vision blurred for a while, and then she felt a sense of enlightenment.
After passing through the entrance, you will see a brick paved road that can drive two carriages side by side. On both sides of the road, there are rows of buildings that are completely different from those in the British wizarding world.
Although it doesn't look too big here, probably because most of the buildings are square and square, with red roofs and white walls, it makes people feel quite grand.
The place where Maka and the others appeared was a gray-white wall on the side of this street.
"Then I'll go to the wand shop first. You guys go over there. I remember there's a bar there that also operates accommodation... Well, if I remember correctly, it should be called 'Georgi's'."
Madame Maxime was still so elegant. After bowing calmly, she walked along the road to the right.
"Maka, I said... Is it okay to leave that guy in a Muggle hotel...?" Hagrid asked slightly worriedly after separation from Mrs. Maxim.
Hearing this, Maka waved her hands nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. Quirrell can still have a good relationship with the troll in that state, which shows that he is indeed quite capable... Besides, the food has been prepared for him. No, there’s nothing to worry about.”
"Oh... um, okay..." Hagrid nodded hesitantly.
"Rather than worrying about him, we'd better worry about ourselves first!" Maka said, "Hagrid, do you know Russian?"
But even so, since you are here, if you don't find someone to inquire about it, you will definitely be reluctant. It is obviously more efficient to ask the local wizard than to search everywhere.
However, when they found the bar called "Georgi's", they found that there were surprisingly many wizards who could speak English. At least compared to the Muggle world outside, the situation they encountered was actually much better.
By the time Maka and Hagrid booked a room together and planned to hang out in the bar, the sun was already setting.
"Tloca, I wanted to say... yes, thank you... that doesn't sound hard to find..."
In a corner of the bar, Maka and Hagrid were sitting around the same small round table with another strange wizard, and Hagrid was happily saying thank you.
Because Hagrid's body is indeed a bit too big, the stool tucked under his butt looks a bit pitiful.
And he can't move around, otherwise the stool will make a squeaking noise, making people wonder if it will fall apart next moment.
The wizard he called "Troca" was someone they had just met. The reason why I was able to talk to Troca was actually thanks to Hagrid.
Precisely because his height is a bit different from ordinary people, when Maka and Hagrid first came in, all the eyes in the bar were focused on Hagrid.
Along with this, there were a few subconscious exclamations, and Troca's English was mixed in with the series of Russian words, making Maka listen attentively.
Troca is a wizard who loves to travel, and he often travels around the world. Believe me, traveling around the world is not that difficult for a wizard.
"No, you don't need to thank me..." Troca said with a cheerful smile, "If you invite me to drink, we can talk about anything - but then again, what are you doing with the giant?"
As he spoke, he approached Hagrid and said, "To be honest, they are all a group of violent men. If it is not necessary, it is better not to approach them rashly!"
"Actually, this is a school topic..." Maka, who was holding a cup of hot cocoa, interjected, "I'm a student of Durmstrang. Look - I'm about to graduate, right?"
Maka has really grown a lot recently. At least now that he says he is a graduate, there will be no doubt about it.
"Oh, Durmstrang? That's it..." Troca showed a stunned expression, "If you ask me, your school's style has always been too tough. Graduates have to travel and write graduation thesis - This is not easy!"
"It's okay!" Maka shrugged, "No, if I can put the theme of my graduation thesis on giants, it will obviously have a higher evaluation. In this case, it will be easier to find a job after graduation. There are so many benefits!”
He paused, then smiled and said: "Besides, it's actually good to be able to come out and have some excitement, isn't it?"
"That's right," Trocca agreed, "I also like to wander around. If I stay in the same place all the time, I won't be able to stand it! Hahaha..."
At this moment, the door of the bar creaked open again.
During this time, there are more and more people in the bar. Everyone is used to the door creaking open and closing automatically, so generally speaking, customers will not go out of their way to see if it is. Who comes in.
But this time, when everyone noticed that the room was not brighter because the door was opened, they realized that another big man had entered.
That was Madame Maxime's arrival. Her big body, which was no less impressive than Hagrid's, blocked all the light outside, and not even much wind came in.
"Orim, this way! We are here!" Hagrid turned around, and the stool under him made another squeaking sound.
In fact, Hagrid didn't need to say hello, because who could ignore him? When Madame Maxime was not here, he was the most eye-catching person in the bar.
"Oh, okay." Mrs. Maxim nodded implicitly, then turned and walked over.
It could be seen that she seemed to have some difficulty moving in the bar, which was slowly becoming crowded. But even so, she did not lose the elegance that originated from France.
"careful!"
Maka, who was turning her head to look at Mrs. Maxim, suddenly shouted, but it was obviously too late.
Although she was very careful all the way here and tried her best to avoid collisions and crowding with others, when she was about to reach the round table where Maka and Hagrid were sitting, she still bumped into a witch at the next table.
And the most embarrassing thing is that because the witch happened to turn around, Madame Maxime squeezed in sideways and used her "huge" PP to have the most intimate contact with the pretty face of the witch. .