This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Two hours passed really quickly, and the Madago cats obviously didn't have enough fun.

After a few minutes of coaxing, Vincent and Hermione were finally able to hand the restaurant back to the owner.

There were quite a lot of people watching outside, and returning to the French Ministry of Magic from Place des Forsenberg was too conspicuous.

"Meow——"

Just when the two were in distress, the cats said not to worry, they could go back in an inconspicuous way.

Vincent opened the door of the restaurant doubtfully, and the little cuties who were reluctant to leave ran outside quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A little girl of seven or eight years old came to him timidly, "Excuse me, why do those cute kittens run away?"

Hermione, who knew a little French, answered for him, "Because they all have homes."

She leaned over and gently stroked the girl's head, "After eating and playing enough, the cats know to go home."

The girl nodded, not quite understanding, "Will they appear again?"

Hermione looked back at Vincent and smiled, "Of course, it will be your turn to accompany them next time."

In the eyes of the girl full of excitement and people's doubts, she and Vincent left the restaurant and walked towards the bustling streets of Paris.

"Where are we going next?"

"Um - Palace of Versailles? Notre Dame de Paris? Champs Elysees? Louvre? Or Eiffel Tower?"

Hermione held Vincent's hand tightly, "We have an afternoon, why don't we visit them all?"

"Okay."

The first stop for the two was the New Arc de Triomphe, followed by the Louvre, which was not far away.

Like the British Museum, many of the Louvre's collections were looted during wars.

But compared to the barbaric and brutal Britain, France is more through trade.

Vincent and Hermione went in for a simple walk and finally stopped in front of the "Mona Lisa" painting, the treasure of the town.

Even through the thick glass, the two could see that it was just a museum-level imitation.

But this does not mean that the Louvre is fake. Many precious works of art are generally not exhibited to the public.

Vincent looked at the imitation in front of him and remembered an interesting story about its author, Leonardo da Vinci.

The smile on his mouth made Hermione curious, "What on earth makes you so happy?"

Vincent quickly glanced around, then leaned close to her ear, "Do you remember that Leonardo da Vinci was once regarded as a wizard by the Romans?"

Hermione smiled knowingly, "Remember, even real wizards have to admit that he is an out-and-out genius."

Leonardo da Vinci was born in 1452, and his full name is Leonardo di Piero da Vinci.

His name literally means "the man from Vinci" in Italian, and "Da Vinci" refers to his birthplace, the town of Vinci.

He is knowledgeable, versatile, and proficient in almost all major fields.

Painting, music, architecture, mathematics, geometry, anatomy, physiology, zoology, botany, astronomy, meteorology, geology, geography, physics, optics, mechanics, civil engineering, etc.

He is not only proficient, but he has also made very significant achievements in these fields.

As for why he was mistaken for a wizard, it was because he had stayed in Rome for a period of time when he was old.

At that time, the Holy Roman Empire was neither holy nor Roman nor an empire. The internal division caused by the Reformation made local political power increasingly powerful, and the emperor did not even have real centralization.

In such a social environment, many of the contents studied by the extremely low-key Da Vinci became like magic in the eyes of the Romans.

Using concave mirrors to use solar energy to boil water?

Movable rotating bridge?

Armored vehicles that turn cranks to drive wheels?

A three-barreled cannon mounted on a carriage?

Even real wizards can't understand it, let alone the Romans who have transformed from ignorant country bumpkins into nouveau riche people who indulge in elegance and luxury.

Through this interesting incident, Vincent and Hermione recalled their experiences over the past week.

Although they finally successfully reached a cooperation, some heads of magical governments are exactly the same as the Romans of the past.

Will the signals of magic base stations spread diseases?

Will televisions and computers made based on alchemy lower IQ?

Will magic projections generate electromagnetic radiation from Muggles?

If it weren't for Hermione's strong persuasion, Vincent would have blacklisted them all.

Fortunately, the "Romans" are only a very small minority, and after patient explanations, they no longer continue to speak anti-intellectual remarks.

The two sighed a little, and after a tour of the Louvre, they came to the Avenue de Triomphe outside, which is the famous Champs Elysees.

The streets here are lined with trees on both sides, the sidewalks are very wide, and the buildings of the shops are not too high.

Because of the elegant Haussmannian architecture, it is called "L'Elysees".

The Champs-Elysees is not only the first avenue in France, but also a world-famous commercial street.

There are countless clothing stores, perfume stores, watch stores, and luxury car showrooms. Vincent even found a small Bugatti showroom.

The royal blue Bugatti EB110SS lies quietly on the wine-red display stand, and next to it is a black EB112 four-door coupe.

In a few months, the exhibition car inside will be replaced by the legendary Bugatti Veyron.

Facing this new speed legend, Ferrari and McLaren can only follow behind and eat dust.

Vincent and Hermione, who were in a good mood, decided to take another stroll.

The Champs Elysées is as attractive to women as Milan.

Hermione bought a lot of cosmetics, and when she pulled Vincent towards the "Donkey Brand" flagship store, a pleasant but not smooth voice stopped the two of them.

"Wayne? Are you Vincent Wayne?"

Vincent turned around in confusion and saw a girl whose face was mostly covered by a peaked cap.

She was wearing a casual and comfortable yellow dress, and she was holding a very cute little girl on her hand.

But something strange was that the little girl's shining silver eyes kept staring at Vincent, as if she knew him.

Vincent had no impression of her at all. He looked at the girl and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The girl took off her cap, revealing a beautiful and delicate face.

The little girl's appearance is somewhat similar to hers, and their eyes and waist-length hair are both a very rare silver color.

Hermione subconsciously tightened her little hand holding Vincent's arm, watching them approach step by step with vigilant eyes.

"Miss Delacour?" Vincent cast a reassuring look at her,

"I unexpectedly meet you all here. France is really small."

The Delacour sisters chuckled at the same time.

Originally, my sister was enough to attract men's attention after taking off her peaked cap, but this smile directly made them stare blankly in place.

Fleur introduced her sister to him, "Wayne, this is my biological sister, Gabrielle."

Vincent also introduced Hermione to her, "Miss Delacour, this is Hermione Granger, my girlfriend."

After a few brief words, the four of them clearly felt that something was not right about the atmosphere around them.

Although half-blood Veela cannot transform into a harpy like a pure-blood Veela, after the amazing beauty inherited from their mother and the ability to fascinate men have been diluted and weakened, their natural charm can still make male wizards unable to withstand.

Both Fleur and Gabrielle were one-quarter Veela. If they stayed like this, the male Muggles on the street would definitely become reckless and impulsive.

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