Fire Dragon Norbert can be said to be a problem left over from history.
Originally, it was a "tool egg" that Quirrell gave to Hagrid to exploit Lou Wei's weakness.
The result was tragic: Hagrid drank a little wine, and when his head turned up, he not only accepted the dragon's egg, but also bragged about it, and deceived Quirrell into nothing.
It's really a waste of money!
The egg was gone, Quirrell was bitten by Lou Wei, and finally died tragically under Snape's poison.
From a metaphysical point of view, this causal knot is relatively large.
This is not... Now it has been retributed, and it has become a big trouble!
If I knew it today, William should have made it into scrambled rice instead of asking Newt to take it to Norway.
The old man went to Romania for a walk first, and there were various delays in the middle. The dragon did not send it away, and even the box and the dragon were lost.
Do evil!
Not only William and Hermione, I am afraid that Dumbledore, who is far away in England, thinking about how to save Newt, is also wondering: Why didn't you lose yourself? !
There is also the fact that Newt was caught by the French Ministry of Magic, which is also worth complaining.
Violating the school rules cannot be caught. This is the most basic unspoken rule of Hogwarts. When Newt entered the society, why did he forget it.
Well, he is a bad boy who dropped out of school and failed to understand the true meaning of school education.
But...that's a fire dragon.
Thinking of the fire dragon over Paris, wreaking havoc at will... William's mind instantly came to mind, the famous scene of Long Ma with the fire dragon slaughtering the city.
Notre Dame de Paris is gone again.
Hey, why did William say "again"?
The crux of the problem now is that Newt was attacked, the box was gone, and he didn't know where his big treasure was!
William and the French Ministry of Magic both want to find the box, which is very particular about who comes first.
William first, there is a high probability that Newt will have nothing; France first, Newt will follow Quirrell's footsteps... "Both people and money".
"Having a few of them should help you both," Newt whispered.
He thought about blowing the thick long bangs that covered his eyes, and a hair fell down.
No, that's not hair...it's a hair-sized magical creature.
William and Hermione looked closely, and the little thing had wings and looked like a snake.
- Bird Snake!
A bird snake is a feathered, winged, two-legged snake-like creature. Its biggest feature is that it can be stretched at will, large or small, thick or thin.
William was not familiar with bird snakes, but was familiar with bird snake eggs.
The shampoo invented by Lockhart has the precious ingredients of bird and snake eggs. That's an important part of Fuling.
How many boxes does William have!
"Are you sure this bird snake is not dangerous?" William asked.
Bird snakes are XXXX magical creatures, extremely aggressive, not sniffing creatures.
"It's okay, I've tamed it, this is an obedient little cutie." Newt said quickly.
William and Hermione looked at each other, and this sounded like Hagrid's style.
Bird Snake grew slightly larger, and spit out an old card from its mouth.
"This is the address, Nico's safe house, right in Paris, with strong protection magic," Newt explained quickly.
William looked at the address suspiciously.
"Safehouses? What are we doing with safehouses in Paris?" Hermione asked.
"I hope it doesn't work either, but things can go very wrong sometimes. It's good to have somewhere to go, a hot cup of tea." Newt's eyes were dodging in the thick bangs again.
"It sounds like Professor Dumbledore's tone." William put the address in his pocket.
Newt was taken aback and admitted honestly: "It was Dumbledore who told me decades ago that he tricked me into going to Paris to face Grindelwald."
To cheat... William noticed this funny verb.
Hermione took out a small glass tube and put the bird snake inside.
"We'll find your trunk and get you out." William stood up.
"goodbye!"
Hermione put away the blank parchment and followed William away.
"I'm sorry." Newt watched the two go away, and he was a little autistic before sighing softly, "I've caused you trouble."
Instead of leaving the Ministry of Magic directly, William swaggered around.
Before leaving, he chatted with Clegane and Miss Costa for a while before taking Hermione away.
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On the banks of the Seine, William and Hermione were walking on the rocky road. Both of them were wearing short sleeves and shorts, and they looked very matched.
The breeze was breezy, and the two did not rush back to the hotel, nor did they investigate immediately. Instead, they took a leisurely walk in the evening.
"Where do we start?" Hermione asked softly.
"Go to where Newt was attacked first."
"It should have been blocked by the Ministry of Magic." Hermione thought for a while, "I don't think I can get in."
"So I secretly took two hairs." William smiled proudly.
He turned his right hand, and there were two hairs of different colors in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, no wonder you patted Costa's shoulder enthusiastically before leaving. It turned out to be stealing hair." Hermione raised her eyebrows and said softly:
"I thought……"
"Why do you think?"
"Nothing!" Hermione's mouth twitched slightly.
"After going back, discuss with Roy and the others, let everyone go first and go to the next city planned." William said seriously.
"Anyway, Paris is almost playing, and it's not very safe here at the moment."
Hermione nodded and wondered again: "How to explain, we are left alone in Paris?"
This really needs a good excuse...otherwise the parents will definitely not agree to the two of them staying.
Hermione's father, Aerys, probably killed William first, and then dumped his body in the Seine.
"Let's just say that Uncle Newt was arrested by the Ministry of Magic. He is an old man with a heart attack. We have to take care of him." William quickly found a reason.
"..." Hermione glanced at William.
"What's wrong?"
"William, do you lie a lot and why are you so skilled?" Hermione asked. "It's all about opening your mouth."
"Isn't the reason you asked me to find?" William said aggrieved.
"I didn't let you lie." Hermione opened her eyes wide, raised her pointed chin, and said:
"It's not this matter that is being discussed now, it's the question of how proficient you are at lying!"
"No, this is the first time I lied." William denied.
"This sentence is lying!"
Hermione was reluctant.
"The French Ministry of Magic will probably be watching us both." William changed the subject wisely.
Since Clegane had asked them to visit Newt, he planned to go long-line for big fish and follow them to the box.
"Can you get rid of them?" Hermione asked.
"Easy." William said with a smile.
"Um..." Hermione thought for a moment, then smiled softly, "What shall we eat at night?"
"Let's eat French fish soup I know that there is a very good restaurant in Paris." William Amway said. "Delicious."
"Who did you listen to?" Hermione pursed her lips, a sweet smile on her face.
"...Annie." William repeated in a lack of confidence, "Annie, it's her!"
"You're lying again!"
William smiled wryly, looking at the aggressive Hermione with some inexplicable sadness.
Hermione snorted, then smiled, took William's arm lightly, and walked lightly forward.
Her brown curly hair swayed like a rippling Seine.
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(Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month, everyone.
Thanks for the reward from the "Aston" boss)