William made breakfast again.

After dinner, William and Hermione were delayed for a long time and did not leave the safe house until the morning.

Perhaps he had successfully gotten rid of Aurors, but William did not find their traces near the house.

"It seems we need to buy a house in Paris, too." William said to the gray sky.

"This will be much more convenient when you come next time. You don't have to stay in a hotel and it's safer to run away."

Hermione took out a black umbrella from the safety watch and smiled and said, "Just buy it on the banks of the Seine. You can see the Eiffel Tower outside the window. I like it there very much."

William nodded, he was ready to learn from Nico and buy real estate around the world.

Wizard is a profession with no money, but it is still a big deal to do real estate development.

Hermione opened her umbrella, and the two walked side by side, slowly moving forward in the rain.

"We first go to the Taurus Bar, which is the underground black market in Paris, and we can find out the location of the mysterious circus," William said.

Bars in the magic world always like to give some weird names:

London Round Cauldron Bar, Hogsmeade Pig Head Bar, New York Blind Pig Bar, Paris Taurus Bar.

The Taurus Bar is also one of the favorite bars of the Paris people (wizards).

French people are romantic, and this sentence is not casual. Even the name of the bar is so connotational.

"How do we go?" Hermione moved the umbrella towards William. "Is the phantom display okay?"

"No, I've never been there before, I only know which block I'm in." William raised his hand, pushed the umbrella again, and pushed towards Hermione.

The basic requirement for phantom development is that the wizard must know what the destination looks like.

In other words, you must have been here before you can recall the appearance of your destination before the phantom can appear.

"Let's go by car, the carriage in Paris," said William.

Hermione nodded, and after walking a few steps, she quietly moved the umbrella back, half of her shoulders exposed in the rain.

Going back and forth like this, the two of them were wet and their clothes were tightly pressed against their bodies before they even walked out of the street.

No one used magic to make the umbrella bigger, big enough to completely cover the two of them... If it gets bigger, it would be better to hold two umbrellas or just put on a raincoat.

This is the fun in it, not something that people other than the two can understand!

But wetness is not a solution, you may catch a cold. If you lightly press your wand, waves of steaming smoke emerge from the two of you, evaporating the rain.

Hermione held an umbrella, William hugged the girl's slender shoulders, and directly showed her phantom a few blocks away.

Getting on a bus near this safe house is easy to expose your residence, which is the experience William learned from the Knights Bus.

That was the case at that time, which allowed Rita to take advantage of the loopholes.

Standing at the uninhabited street intersection, William raised his wand and waited for a while at the intersection, an old-fashioned carriage rushed towards him.

The carriage is ancient and ancient, with a dim butter lamp hanging on each corner.

The one who pulled the cart was not an ordinary horse or a common Ashes in Hogwarts, but a silver-maned horse with wings.

The horse was about the same size as the elephant. When William and Hermione suddenly stopped, the horse's hooves stomped on the ground and sniffed.

"Oh, it's actually a talisman horse!" Hermione said excitedly.

The talisman horse, Iseron, Graling and the Ashal are four major breeds of Pegasus, and it is normal to use it to pull a carriage.

This is the characteristic of Paris, they did not modify Muggle buses and maintained an ancient tradition.

The carriage door was opened, a ladder fell from the car, and a young ticket conductor appeared.

He was wearing hippie-style clothes and a worn radio around his neck, where he was playing a new song by the famous French witch singer Roberts.

There are wizards in the magic world who broadcast radio. They do not use electricity, but they also use magic to develop another long-distance communication method.

This radio is one purpose.

"Welcome, welcome to ride in the Paris city shared carriage. I am Apache, the ticket seller." Apache said in French.

"Yeah, hello."

William nodded and pulled Hermione into the carriage.

The space inside the carriage is very large, and it is obviously expanded with the traceless stretching spell. It is not like the layout of the bus, but more like the subway, with two long chairs on both sides.

A few passengers either sleep or shrank their heads in the newspaper.

William and Hermione found a seat to sit down, and the ticket conductor Apache asked enthusiastically, "Where are you going?"

"We're going to the Avenue Lyon," William said in French. "When you get there, you'll tell you where to get off."

They didn't say they went to the Taurus Bar and found a closer place.

"Okay." Apache said to the driver, and continued to listen to his radio.

He put his voice to the maximum and staggered to the rhythm.

What a good guy! It turns out that "Tik Tok" is available in public places in the magic world decades ago.

If you encounter a black wizard with a bad temper, you will probably give him a Avada to chew a big melon.

However, the recorder seemed to have poor contact. After playing Apache for a while, the singing squeaked.

He knocked with his wand, and he worked hard for five or six minutes before the sound rang again.

However, that song has been played, and it has been replaced by the Paris News Network.

"Aurors are pursuing these two fugitives. They are extremely cruel and dangerous. If there is an insider, please contact the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible and report there will be a prize..."

The radio suddenly became less loud, and Apache glanced at William and Hermione with a weird look and walked towards the driver Russell.

He gently closed the cockpit door.

Russell had heavy dark circles, and looked tired of driving. While he was half asleep and half awake, he urged the divine talisman horse to speed up.

The horse ran wildly and almost hit a bus, but it drifted beautifully and avoided it.

Russell woke up, but did not slow down. Anyway, Muggles couldn't see them. It was not illegal to run a red light.

"What's wrong, Apache?" Russell asked when he saw the ticket seller come in.

"Ministry Aurors are pursuing two fugitives."

"So what? I saw the news in the newspaper last night."

"The fugitive entered our carriage, the couple just now."

Apache found the early morning Le Parisien in the cockpit, and carefully compared the men and women in the photo.

Finally, my eyes stayed at the end of the article, the words "extremely cruel, dangerous, and terrible".

"What did they do? Did they attack the Minister of Magic?" Apache said. "It's wanted nationwide!"

"Don't worry, contact the headquarters quickly." Russell explained excitedly, "I remember there is a reward for providing information."

Apache moves to use a small fireplace inside the carriage and contacts the Paris City Carriage Headquarters.

This kind of fireplace connects to the Floor Network, but cannot move it from a long distance because the fireplace is only the size of a head.

With such a large space in the carriage, how could it be possible to build a family-style fireplace so that wizards can pass by naturally?

But it can provide quick contact.

Because after sprinkling Flu powder, just sticking your head into the flames, you can use Flu.com to talk directly with people in another place.

Apache seemed to see a large bounty waving to him!

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