Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 260: The flowing time of Paris
In fact, this is not a weather suitable for outdoor play.
The temperature in Paris has not risen too high, of course, it is generally not hot here. It's just today, but it's raining lightly.
"It would make me think that we didn't leave London at all."
Needless to say, Luna’s father, Mr. Lovegood, also came to France with him. Although he said he came to look for old friends, where would Maca believe his nonsense.
At this moment, the three of them are sheltering from the rain in a Muggle cafe in the Place Saint-Michel, and by the way, they can enjoy the historical scenery of this area in the style of old buildings.
Speaking of it, it is actually very close to Delacour’s house, crossing the Seine River, which is the outskirts of Giverny.
Maca leaned against the brown floor-to-ceiling window of the cafe, watching the raindrops gently hit the glass, and then meandering down, drew hazy water marks on the glass window.
Perhaps because the rain came a little bit suddenly, most of the passers-by on the street were walking in a hurry, walking quickly through the dense rain curtain.
Luna and her dad seem to be very curious about everything about Muggles, and from time to time they reached out and touched the dinner bell on the table. Just now Maca showed them how to use this gadget, and they seemed to be quite pretty. Like the crisp and sweet ringtones.
"It's also nice to hear the rain in Paris occasionally, it feels a bit less sticky than in London."
Maca took a sip of the coffee, smiled casually, then decisively picked up the milk jug and added more.
"...I thought I would be able to taste a bit of bitterness in this environment," he shrugged, "but it doesn't seem to be any different... The one who is not used to drinking is the one who is not used to drinking. ."
"Sweet is better than bitter," Luna said in a daze, she also took the cup and tasted it, then stuck out her tongue gently, "...but I am better than sweet and bitter. I prefer bitterness first and sweetness later."
Maca has long been accustomed to Luna's state, and her sudden philosophical girly demeanor can really give people some good insights sometimes.
He nodded noncommitantly, then put his gaze out of the window, and looked at the pale gray sky.
The three of them sat in this cafe for a long time, until they had lunch, and then they walked on the wet street, which had already cleared, all the way to the southeast.
There are always some bright decorations outside the shops on the roadside, adding a bit of romance that belongs only to France to this historic road.
If you talk to the Muggles in Paris about the small town of Giverny on the outskirts of the city, many people will think of Claude Monet, the famous painter who pioneered Impressionism.
In this small town, Mr. Monet’s former garden residence is a beautiful landscape.
The Delacour’s house is located on a small hill not far from the small town of Giverny.
"...it should be right here."
Maca looked at the sea of colorful flowers in front of him, and couldn't help but admire.
Dracour’s house is a seemingly ordinary double-storey French-style house, with pale yellow brick walls and bright brown-red wooden doors, black eaves with a little moisture from the rain, and a roof on the roof. Low chimney.
And all of this was submerged in a whole piece of luxuriant flowers and branches, and a rich and fragrant breath came to your face.
If you ignore the little fairies dancing among the flowers and leaves, I believe everyone will think that here is just a Muggle family that lives comfortably.
Seeing that Lovegood and his daughter were still immersed in the beauty of this small garden, Maca didn't bother them, but went to the door first.
"Tuk Tuk Tuk"
Finger tapped on the wooden door lightly, and when someone in the room answered, he took a step back and looked up under the eaves. There are also a few exquisite wind chimes hanging there, and as the breeze collides with each other, there are bursts of relaxing bells.
"Crunch"
The door was pushed open from inside, and Maca lowered his head when he heard the sound. The first thing that caught his eye was a dazzling gold.
"Mr. McLean!"
It was little Gabriel who came out to open the door, and she smiled with surprise as soon as she saw Maca. Only then did Maca notice that the dazzling gold just now was the light reflected by Gabrielle's hair in the first sunny sunshine after the rain.
Maca couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Luna.
Yes, he still prefers Luna's long light blonde hair to the bright golden hair of Sister Delacour. It is soft and delicate and makes people want to let the gold flow quietly between the fingers. Across.
"Sister, sister, it is Mr. McLean here!"
Gabriel didn't even expect to let Maca into the house first, so she ran into the house, listening to the sound, she seemed to be running upstairs.
Maca stood still in place dumbfounded, and it would be quite rude to wait honestly for the owner to come out and enter uninvitedly, especially for his first time as a guest.
It didn't take long before he heard a burst of French inside. Then, a tall and beautiful woman appeared in front of him.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. McLean?" She smiled gently, "Please come in! My husband and I have heard Fleur say that two distinguished guests will visit this summer... Oh, isn't your companion here?"
When Maca heard this, he smiled awkwardly, and then gave up a position and pointed to the back: "Sorry, I'm taking the liberty to visit. I'm Maca McLean. And it's not just me and Luna. 'S father also came here."
"Oh! You must be Mrs. Delacour, right?" Mr. Lovegood had already noticed at this moment. He turned around, and then strode to this side hurriedly, "It's nice to see Your name is Xenoferius Lovegood, this is my daughter, Luna Lovegood......"
While talking, he waved at Luna who was still lingering in the sea of flowers: "...Luna, come over and say hello."
The dinner that day was eaten at Dracul’s house.
Furong and Gabriel’s father went home from get off work, and everyone had a good time. Then Maca and Mr. Lovegood declined the warm invitation of Dracul’s family to stay and took Luna to Ji Stayed at the hotel in the town of Pooh for one night.
No way, Dracul’s house is not big, and there are always various inconveniences for the two men staying in. Instead of staying in their house and crowding, it’s better to go to the hotel.
In the next few days, the Furong sisters took Maca and others around to play, leaving countless laughter and memories on the beautiful Seine River.
……
"Here, just behind this mountain..."
Deep in the Pyrenees, there is a beautiful French palace in the mountains. It is surrounded by majestic gardens and fountains built by magic, shining with moving light under the sun.
Boothbaton Castle has been here for more than 700 years, but the traces of history cannot hide her brilliance.
Whenever a guest arrives, she will always praise her for her beauty.
"...I have mentioned it to Mrs. Maxim. She agreed that I will take you to visit the school during the summer vacation... Okay, that's it! We should go down..."
Quidditch had already become popular in France in the 15th century. At that time, the French wizard Malekley also created a play related to Quidditch, "Oh, I Deformed My Foot".
Of course, it sounds interesting, but it doesn't seem like a serious work.
At this moment, they are coming to Boothbarton Castle on a flying broomstick.
Like most other magic schools, Boothbarton Castle has also been solidified with "unmarkable" magic. Without the leadership of Fleur, they would not be able to find the exact location of the castle.
Xenofilius did not get up with his daughter today. Instead, as he said earlier, he went to meet with an old friend. It seems that Maca might be wrong to blame him!
At the moment, Furong took Gabrielle, Maca and Luna, two broomsticks dropped from the sky, and then steadily stopped at the gate of Boothbarton Castle garden.
This castle is a bit smaller than Hogwarts, but from the outside, it looks much better.
Boothbaton Castle is a typical classicist style building. The standard three-stage treatment makes her outline neat and solemn, and its left-right symmetry is full of rational beauty.
In front of the main palace is a large French garden with a unique style~IndoMTL.com~The plants and trees are all ingenious, and the whole is even more magnificent.
"You can see that your school is rich!" Maca couldn't help but complain.
"Our alumni, Mr. Nick Lemay, once went to Busbarton to study in his youth. Later, the Lemay couple also funded the castle and venue for the school..." Fleur said with a trace of pride, and suddenly stretched out her finger. Refers to the huge fountain in the middle of the garden, "Look! That fountain is named after them, and it also has the function of repairing and beautifying!"
Maca nodded suddenly, while Luna followed him, her eyes flashing from side to side, looking full of interest.
But just as they were walking in the big garden for a while, they heard a sound that seemed to be on the opposite side of the fountain, faintly coming to them through the sound of water.
"...you coward! You must fight me today! Otherwise, you will quit school, understand!" Across from the fountain, a boy's voice fell into Maca's ears, but he couldn't hear him. Understand French.
"No, how is it possible! I...you must have heard it wrong! I didn't fight you!" Another voice answered immediately, seemingly panicked, "Did you receive my gloves? Nothing!"
"You...you are still not a man!" The boy said angrily, "I am willing to give my life for the beautiful Miss Delacour, but what about you? You are not qualified to join the competition for you coward! "
"This...what are they arguing about?"
Maca looked up and watched the two students arguing with each other on the opposite side of the water mist. She couldn't help looking at Furong with a confused look, but found that Furong had a trace of annoyance.
"...I didn't want to stop after the holidays. I would come back another day if I knew it." She couldn't help but muttered to herself.