Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Fleur seemed much more relaxed after returning home. She sat with Gabrielle, took an apple from the fruit brought by the house elf, and gnawed on it.

"My dad should still be working at the Ministry of Magic and hasn't come back yet, but he usually doesn't come home for lunch at noon, so we don't have to wait for him."

"We will go visit Nick Flamel in the afternoon." Sherlock made their next plan. "After visiting Nick Flamel, we will then go to Long Lane to have a look. It is said that it is equivalent to the opposite corner of London. lane."

"Yes, that's the center of activity for French wizards."

Sherlock spread out the map of France he had been carrying with him on the coffee table, pinched his chin and said.

"Let's also visit some famous Muggle attractions, such as the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Arc de Triomphe, and Notre Dame."

Harry reminded.

"Don't forget we have to find a mall to buy some film."

"Oh, yes, we also need to prepare some film."

The Delacour family had a sumptuous lunch, and during the meal, Fleur finally told her mother about the stolen wand.

Mrs. Delacour frowned. She did not blame Fleur for losing her wand, but confirmed again.

"Did you see that the thief who stole the wand was a goblin?"

Fleur nodded.

"I'm sure he was the only one who passed me and touched me at that time."

"It's a pity to throw away that wand, but it's not a big deal after all." Mrs. Delacour said seriously, "But if the goblin steals the wand, this matter must be reported to the Ministry of Magic. This is very serious. event."

Since the goblin rebellion was defeated, this group has been deprived of the right to use magic wands. Regardless of their identity, as long as a goblin comes into contact with the wand, it is a very sensitive behavior.

Not to mention that a wizard's wand was simply stolen.

"I'll get your dad back right now."

Fleur's father, Mr. Delacour, works in the French Ministry of Magic. Although he is not the head of the Auror Department, he is also related to magical law.

After getting the news from home, he hurriedly left the Ministry of Magic and returned home.

Compared with the outstanding appearance of Mrs. Delacour, Fleur, and Gabrielle, Fleur's father seemed much ordinary.

From the outside, he looks like an ordinary wizard, even shorter than Mother Fleur.

Mr. Delacour simply said hello to Sherlock and thanked him for helping Fleur, and then went to concentrate on understanding the situation of Fleur's missing wand.

But in fact, Fleur didn't know much. She didn't even remember what the goblin looked like.

In the end, Mr. Delacour could only leave in disappointment and report the matter to the Ministry of Magic.

In the afternoon, Sherlock and Harry rested for a while at Delacour's house, then got up and left, preparing to visit Nick Flamel.

Fleur left with them, before she made a trip to Long Lane to buy a new wand to use.

Sherlock looked at the address on Dumbledore's letter of recommendation to him, and without looking for a map, he directly asked the local native Fleur to show them the way.

"Mr. and Mr. Flamel liked to listen to opera very much, so they bought a small courtyard near the Opéra Garnier (also known as the Paris Opera House). They usually live there when they are in Paris."

Following Fleur's guidance, Sherlock successfully found Nic Flamel's residential address in Paris.

This place looks no different from a normal Muggle courtyard, and there is no Muggle expulsion spell, because they saw a postman and naturally stuffed a letter into the mailbox in front of the courtyard.

Sherlock parked the car and got out with Harry and Fleur.

They came to the door of the small courtyard and found that the iron gate was closed.

"It seems we are not late, right? I remember Professor Dumbledore gave me a time limit of before August, and it is only July 25th now." Sherlock said uncertainly.

Fleur had also received instructions from Madame Maxime before, telling her that Nick Flamel would leave Paris in August and asked her to visit before then.

Just when they were wondering, Harry suddenly pointed at the door number next to the door and said.

"Professor, here is a message from Nick Flamel."

Sherlock walked over to Harry and looked at the message on the door plate.

[Go out to enjoy the opera, return on the 26th]

Fleur also came over.

"It seems we came at the wrong time. Mr. Flamel and the others happened to be out."

"It doesn't matter. Harry and I don't have anything to do anyway. At worst, we'll come back tomorrow."

Sherlock stared at the number 6 on the message and said.

Ever since he used part of Voldemort's remnant soul to sew his soul together, his perception of magic has become much more acute, and now he vaguely feels that this line of message is a bit strange.

But Sherlock didn't think much of it.

After all, Nick Flamel is also a master of magic. Maybe when he wrote this message, he used a magic spell to conjure ink and wrote it.

Fleur and Harry had already sat back in the car. Since they did not find the famous wizard at Flamel's house, they would go to Long Lane, a magical street in Paris, as planned.

This street is located in the 6th arrondissement of Paris, in a small alley next to Place Furstenberg.

The entrance to the French Ministry of Magic is also nearby, located in the center of Furstenberg Square. When the wizard stands here and coughs, the roots of the surrounding trees will rise out of the ground, forming a birdcage around the person. The elevator descends. underground.

The entrance to Changxiang Street is similar to the wall at Platform 9 and 4/3. As long as you walk along an alley to the end and walk in regardless of the wall blocking the way, you can enter this street. Magical shopping street in Paris.

In fact, apart from the different architectural styles, the items sold in Magic Street are all similar.

After Sherlock and Harry arrived here, they didn't notice any difference except that the buildings in Long Alley Street were more artistic and prettier than those in Diagon Alley.

Even some stores are the same, such as chain stores such as Fengya Wizard Clothing Store and Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore.

The two of them wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, feeling that it was not interesting, so they simply followed Fleur to the wand shop to watch her choose a wand.

There are three famous staff-making families throughout Europe.

They are the Ollivander family in the UK, the Grigovitch family in Germany, and the Wenger family in France (note).

These three families have all established their own family companies, whose main business is making and selling wands.

And the objects they serve are also three magic schools in Europe.

Unlike Ollivander's Wand Shop, which offers standard wands, Wenger's Wand Shop on Long Lane advocates a special touch.

The wandmakers of the Wenger family firmly believe that wizards will encounter some magical substances that are destined to them, and using these substances as the core of the wand will improve the compatibility with its owner.

So the core of the hibiscus wand was her grandmother's hair.

Of course, this does not mean that Wenger’s Wand Store will not sell standard wands.

An older witch wearing a tunic, meticulously combed hair, and golden glasses carefully measured every parameter of Fleur's body before placing three wands in front of her.

In the end, Fleur chose the nine-inch long wand made of rowan wood with a unicorn tail hair core.

Even though she got a new wand, she still couldn't forget the one she lost. It was obvious that she had a deep relationship with her grandmother.

They walked out of the wand shop, and just when Fleur was about to open her mouth to invite Sherlock and Harry to the bar on Long Lane Street for a drink, a surprised voice suddenly sounded to their left.

"Fleur!"

They turned around and saw a handsome wizard.

Sherlock still remembered his face. He was the male companion who was with Fleur when he first met her in the wizarding town of Aspe.

Furong also saw him, but she furrowed her pretty brows.

"Mr. Jonathan, it seems we haven't gotten to know each other well enough to call each other by name, right?"

The wizard named Jonathan touched his head and walked up to them with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, Miss Delacour, I was a little excited to suddenly see you here again. Did you catch the thief that day?"

Fleur didn't answer his question, but stared at him closely and asked in an indifferent tone.

"I also want to know whether you deliberately told me the wrong location that day, or whether you really didn't hear it clearly."

Jonathan was at a loss.

"Ah! Wrong location? Are you suspecting that I am working with the thief who stole your wand? Why do you think so? I thought we had a pretty good chat that day..."

Fleur didn't give up her suspicion about him, she looked at him coldly.

"It's best that this matter has nothing to do with you, but if you are really involved, then I suggest you hand over my wand immediately. In this way, I can also ask my father to withdraw the investigation of the Ministry of Magic. Yes, I This matter has been reported to the Ministry of Magic."

Jonathan stared, looking extremely innocent.

"Why do you doubt me? Have I done anything wrong!"

"You better not have done anything wrong."

After saying that, Fleur grabbed Sherlock's and Harry's arms with both hands and left. From the beginning to the end, she never meant to introduce them.

Before being pulled away by Fleur, Sherlock took one last look at the necklace that the wizard named Jonathan wore on his chest.

It is a triangle wrapped in a circle with a vertical line in the middle.

This standard felt very familiar to Sherlock, making him always feel like he had seen it in some book.

Harry asked Fleur curiously.

"Since you suspect that the loss of your wand has something to do with him, why do you still refuse to have contact with him?"

Fleur said softly.

"Don't worry, I have told my father all his information. There must be an Auror investigating him now."

Fleur is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart.

She knew that she didn't need to risk contact with such people. It was safest to provide the information to the Ministry of Magic and leave it to the Aurors.