Chapter 1798

When Hermione hurried back to the gate of busbarton school from the suburbs of Berlin, Germany, she found someone waiting for her in the fountain square.

"You're back," said Delphi as soon as he saw it. "Just now Ms. Larson brought us... Well, not very good news."

Before the words fell, Larson, the maid behind her, hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger - it seems that my young lady still secretly went to England. Because of her reckless mistake, the eldest lady asked me to apologize to you and discuss the possibility of remedy."

While apologizing, she repeated what she had said to Delphi.

To be honest, the result of this matter can be so big or small that although Hermione didn't want to blame each other, she was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, Delphi even turned to say:

"Hermione, after this' bad news' is over, let's listen to another 'fairly good' news! Although Mr. Porter has not contacted us directly, there is some indirect News - the French Ministry of magic has received several British survivors from Weymouth, who are said to have been influenced by Porter Sir, their help. We originally planned to meet them at the Ministry of magic this afternoon, but now it seems that the sooner we go, the better. "

"Survivor?" Hermione nodded at the speech. "OK! Please, Delphi, I agree with your judgment. Let's go now... Luna, are you going together?"

"I called her," Delphi said. "I think I should take her."

"Yes."

Hermione thought and nodded.

"Then go!"

With that, she turned and walked back nonstop, planning to go to Paris with them. But just then, a voice from the direction of the castle stopped the four of them.

"Miss Granger! Miss Lovegood... Wait, wait for me."

"Huh?"

As soon as Hermione looked back, she saw a petite figure running from the other side of the fountain - Gabriel, a little beauty with beautiful baby blood.

"Miss Delacour? What's the matter?"

"Oh!" Gabriel finally ran to her quickly, held her knees for a few breaths, and then straightened up. "Miss Granger, I heard you're going to the Ministry of magic? I think I can go with you - in fact, my sister is working in the Department of magic. If Mrs. maxim is not here, it will be much more convenient for you to have her."

"Oh, then... All right!"

Hermione only hesitated a little and answered soon.

"Thank you, miss Delacour."

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The entrance of the French Ministry of magic is located in a small square... Well, to be exact, the forstenberg square in the Sixth District of Paris.

The square is surrounded by a circle of slightly old buildings. There are various trees at the four corners of the square, and there is a small abandoned street lamp fountain in the center.

"... it is said that this place entered the Ministry of magic through a fountain a long time ago, but everyone always complained that it was silly to get wet first and dry again every time, so it was changed during the overall decoration at the end of the 19th century... Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..."

Gabriel pointed to the small fountain column in the middle, introduced it casually, and then coughed strangely. At the next moment, several of the four surrounding trees suddenly stretched out from the ground, forming a large cage elevator around everyone, and then it sank down with the whole ground and everyone in the cage.

"However, I always think it's silly to cough like this every time - anyway, I won't work in the Ministry of magic in the future."

As Hermione, Delphi and Ms. Larson were all worried, Gabriel didn't want to respond to these words, so they just smiled at her to avoid making her feel lost that no one paid attention to her.

Only Luna shook her head and said seriously:

"Not silly! Gabriel, you looked cute when you coughed just now."

"Really?"

Gabriel touched her cheek. Although she was obviously happy to be praised by others, she pursed her mouth and said a little shyly:

"But I've grown up. You should say I'm beautiful."

While they were talking, the cage elevator moved quickly underground. When it slowed down again, Hermione found that she had come to a wide hall.

"Chulala -"

The caged pieces spread quickly and retracted into the gap on the dome. The French Ministry of magic arrived.

"Visitors, do you have an appointment?"

As soon as she arrived at the place, Hermione saw a receptionist in formal clothes coming up on both sides and asked them politely. But soon, the receptionist looked at Gabriel and said:

"Oh! Little Gabriel, you're here again? I remember, it seems that busbarton is still in class today. Are you playing truant?"

"I'm not young!" Gabriel tooted her mouth. "This time I'm accompanying these distinguished guests of busbarton. Go and call my sister for me! Miss Granger and miss Lovegood are also her friends - I'll take them to the counter first."

"Miss Granger?" when the other party heard the surname, he couldn't help saying, "is it miss Hermione Granger?"

Seeing this, Hermione nodded:

"I am."

"Oh! Mrs. Maxim sent a letter last night," the receptionist immediately put Gabriel aside when he saw that it was really Hermione. "However... The minister said that you should not come until tonight. Why did you come at noon... Ah! Is it because you heard about the survivors?"

"That's right." Hermione nodded again. "Of course, there are some deeper reasons - Mrs. Maxim has other things to deal with for the time being, so I have to come first."

"OK, I see... Miss Granger, I'm sorry! I have to ask you to check the registration first. This is also the rule. Please understand."

"No problem, it should be," Hermione said, "especially at this time."

Gabriel looked at the two sides talking smoothly in front of her. She suddenly found that she didn't need to follow her at all. She suddenly twisted her mouth in a depressed way.

Fortunately, others are willing to pay attention to her.

"Gabriel, how about we go to your sister first?" Luna whispered, holding her.