Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When Hermione hurried back to the gate of Boothbatten from the outskirts of Berlin, Germany, she found that someone was already waiting for herself on the fountain square inside.

"You're back," Delphi immediately greeted him when he saw it, "Ms. Larson just brought us...well, not very good news."

Before she could finish her words, Larson, the maid behind her, quickly spoke:

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger--my lady still seems to have followed to the UK secretly. Because of her reckless mistake, the eldest asked me to apologize to you and discuss the possibility of remedy by the way."

While she apologized again and again, she repeated what she had said with Delphi here.

To be honest, the results of this incident were so big or small that even though Hermione didn't want to blame the other party, she couldn't speak for a while.

Fortunately, Delphi then turned to:

"Hermione, when this'not so good news' is over, let's listen to another'not so good' news! Although Mr. Potter has not directly contacted us, the indirect news is Yes-the French Ministry of Magic received several British survivors who had crossed the English Channel. They came from Weymouth and were said to have been helped by Mr. Porter. We originally planned to go to the Ministry of Magic in the afternoon. I saw them first, but now it seems that the sooner you go, the better."

"Survivor?" Hermione nodded when she heard the words, "Okay! Excuse me, Delphi, I agree with your judgment. Then we'll pass now... Luna, do you want to go together?"

"I called her," Delphi said, "I think she should be brought."

"Ok."

Hermione thought for a while, then nodded.

"Then go!"

With that said, she turned around and walked back non-stop, planning to go to Paris with them.But at this moment, a voice coming from the direction of the castle made all four of them stop.

"Miss Granger! Miss Lovegood...wait, wait for me."

"Ok?"

When Hermione turned her head, she saw a petite figure running from the other side of the fountain to this side-it was Gabrielle, a little beauty with Veeva blood.

"Miss Delacour? What's the matter?"

"Oh!" Gabriel finally ran up to her, and after a few breaths on her knees, she straightened up and said, "Miss Granger, I heard you are going to the Ministry of Magic? I think I can. Go with you—in fact, my sister is working in the Department of Magic. If Mrs. Maxim is not there, it would be much easier to have my sister working with you."

"Oh, then... okay!"

Hermione only hesitated for a moment, and soon agreed.

"Thank you, Miss Delacour."

...

The entrance of the French Ministry of Magic is located in a small square... Well, to be precise, it is the Furstenberg Square in the 6th arrondissement of Paris.

The square is surrounded by a circle of slightly old buildings. There are various trees in the four corners of the square, and there is a small, abandoned street lamp fountain in the center.

"...It is said that the Ministry of Magic was entered through a fountain a long time ago, but people always complain that every time they go in, they have to get wet and dry again. It seems a bit silly, so it was completely renovated at the end of the 19th century. It was changed at the same time...cough hum cough hum..."

Gabriel pointed to the small fountain column in the middle, introduced it casually, and then coughed a little strangely.In the next moment, I saw a few of the surrounding four trees suddenly protruding from the ground, forming a big bird cage elevator around everyone, and then it took the entire ground and everyone in the cage to sink down. .

"However, I always think it's silly to have to cough like this every time--I will definitely not come to work at the Ministry of Magic anyway."

Since Hermione, Delphi, and Ms. Larson all have their own priorities, they didn’t respond to these words by Gabriel, so they just smiled at her so as not to make her feel that they were ignored Lost.

Only when Luna heard it, she couldn't help but shook her head and said seriously:

"Not stupid! Gabrielle, the way you coughed just now looked weird."

"is it?"

Gabriel touched her cheek. Although she was obviously happy to be praised by others, she still pursed her mouth, a little shy and authentic:

"But I have grown up, you should say that I am beautiful."

While the two were talking, the bird cage elevator moved quickly underground.When it slowed down again, Hermione found that she had arrived in a wide hall.

"Shit la la la—"

The few cages quickly scattered, and retracted into the gap in the dome, and the French Ministry of Magic arrived.

"Guests, is there an appointment?"

As soon as she got there, Hermione saw a receptionist in formal wear on each side coming up and politely asked them.But soon, I saw that the female receptionist among them looked at Gabriel and said:

"Oh! Little Gabrielle, are you here again? I remember, Bussbarton seems to be still in class today, right? Did you come from playing truant?"

"I'm not young anymore!" Gabrielle pouted, "This time I'm with these distinguished guests of Boothbatten on business. Go and help me call my sister! This Miss Granger and This Miss Lovegood is also her friend-I will take them to the counter to register first."

"Miss Granger?" When the other party heard the surname, he couldn't help but said, "Is it Miss Hermione Granger?"

Upon seeing this, Hermione nodded quickly:

"I am."

"Oh! Mrs. Maxim's letter came last night," the receptionist saw that it was Hermione, and immediately put Gabriel aside. "But... the minister said, you should be today. I will come here at night, why is it only at noon... Ah! Is it because I heard about the survivors?"

"That's it." Hermione nodded again. "Of course, there are deeper reasons for the specifics-Mrs. Maxim has other things to deal with for the time being, so I had to come over first."

"Okay, I see... Miss Granger, sorry! I have to trouble you to move to check the registration first. This is also a rule, please understand."

"No problem, it should be," Hermione said cooperatively, "especially at this time."

Gabriel on the side watched the two sides talk smoothly in front of her, and suddenly realized that she didn't need to follow her at all, and she twisted her mouth depressedly.

Fortunately, some people are willing to care about her.

"Gabri, let's go find your sister first, how about?" Luna whispered while pulling her.