Genoa is a beautiful Gulf city.
Half leaning against the calm waters of the Ligurian Sea, she is prosperous and beautiful. Since ancient times, there have been a lot of tourists. People coming and going smell the salty sea breeze and look at a large number of coastal buildings.
Most of these houses are not high, but because of the terrain, they are inevitably scattered. In addition, people here like to paint their own colorful colors, which highlights an eye-catching exotic style against the blue ocean.
Maybe the disaster is still far away from here. Although some people who are slightly farsighted but timid and pessimistic have left here early, with the joint efforts of the Muggle parliament led by the Italian Muggle president and the Italian Ministry of magic, the disaster in the North did not affect the residents here so soon.
At this moment, on the beach where many tourists are still basking in the sun and playing in the water, a slim figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in a corner that no one paid attention to.
This is a beautiful woman. If you have to be serious, her dress is somewhat subtle and outdated compared with normal Muggles.
However, there are many tourists from all over the world in Genoa, and people in strange clothes are often seen. She seems much more ordinary here.
"What a good place to play... What a pity."
The beautiful woman who just appeared here came out from a corner of the beach where sundries were stacked, stood in the sun, squinted slightly to the left and right, looked at the lively scene here with some regret and sighed. Then she stopped wandering about for the noise and scenery of the beach and turned around and walked towards the street behind.
The street near the sea is also lively.
In the gorgeous sunshine, many vendors and shops along the street have set up colorful umbrellas and sunshades, with eager Hawking and bargaining voices on the left and right.
Here, what sounds fluent is basically Italian with some local characteristics. However, there are also many foreign tourists. The stall owners speak English that they are not very familiar with, and even draw with their hands and feet. On the contrary, they are more enthusiastic. They are probably thinking bad and want to take out more lira from the pockets of these rich foreigners!
The beautiful girl was walking slowly through the crowd from this slightly crowded street. What is strange is that her beauty doesn't seem to impress the people around her. Many people pass by her, but often inadvertently ignore her charm. At most, it will look back after a moment.
However, the girl at that time had long been submerged in the stream of people behind her.
Not long after, the beautiful but strange girl paused at the entrance of an alley hidden behind a big tree, as if she was confirming something. When he was sure, he took another step and turned in silently.
The alley is not deep and clean. It seems that someone often comes to clean it, but there is no one at this time. Compared with the noisy streets outside the alley, this moment is like stepping into another world.
The girl took two more steps inside and turned a corner to the end.
At this time, the girl subconsciously looked back, then took out a magic wand from her thin sleeve and looked at the pink wall in front of her, as if she was still muttering something.
"... a circle... Five points... Strange family emblem."
As soon as the voice fell, she suddenly raised her wand and waved it as she had just muttered. Then the next moment, before she could react, she saw that the wall suddenly hit her side.
"Ah!"
The girl seemed to be startled. She let out a light cry in her throat and subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes very quickly and carefully, she saw that there had been a complete change in sight.
At the moment, she was standing in the depression of a courtyard wall, and in front of her, a palace with strong Renaissance characteristics was standing steadily on a large lawn.
At this time, the girl was not so surprised. It seems that she was only frightened by the wall just now. It's just
"Don't you even have guards?" she looked left and right in some doubt, but found that the huge lawn in front of the palace was hurt, and there was no one, "HMM... maybe I stayed at the camp too long and was too sensitive."
She shook her head, stood there and thought a little. Then she spread her legs again and went straight to the front door of the palace.
But before she could take a few more steps, suddenly a voice rang from behind her.
"This is the territory of the Medici family. Distinguished guests, please tell me your intention." - this sentence is said in Italian. Unfortunately, although the girl's France is adjacent to Italy, she is not very familiar with Italian.
When she looked back, she found that a lion's head inlaid on the wall was talking to her. After careful consideration, she was a little awkward:
"Busbarton School of witchcraft and wizardry in France, Furong Delacour... Mrs. ollim Maxim asked me to come here."
Then she took out a letter, and whether the lion could see it or not, she swayed in front of it.
And soon she heard the lion head say again:
"Welcome to the Medici family, guests from afar."
As the lion's head finished this sentence, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared. Immediately, the girl felt that there was a road under her feet, which extended to the main gate of the palace, and the two gates opened slowly.
"The Medici family is really strange. They are always surprised."
Just as she said when she just reported her identity, she hurried here at the request of Mrs. Maxim.
Now, after glancing at the lion's head again, she turned bitterly and walked back to the palace.
However, before she reached the door, she saw several people coming out of the door first. Led by Mileva McGonagall, whom Furong had not seen for a long time.
"Professor McGonagall!"
Seeing these familiar Professor Hogwarts greet her, hibiscus immediately quickened her pace again and went to each other.
"Professor McGonagall, long time no see!"