Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Paris, Champs Elysées, three months later.

People were coming and going on the bustling streets, peace doves turned into patterns all over the sky, and the wishing fountain was crowded with couples who longed for the future.

In the street cafe, the waitress is smiling. The midday sun shines down, and the stone slabs on the ground seem to be baked into a buttery golden color. The place is filled with a lazy atmosphere, and some people like to call it romance. .

"I love the romance here."

At the open-air round table in the cafe, a young boy was sitting under an umbrella. He took a sip of his coffee and showed a shy smile to the female waitress who winked at him.

The blond young waitress came up with a coffee pot and leaned over to refill the boy's cup. Unfortunately, she finally left with a look of regret on her face.

Although the young man is dressed very maturely, judging from the youthful facial contours, he is still too young, which is a pity.

He is Ciel.

Charles didn't regret not leaving his number. As the waitress saw, he was still too young.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye since Hogwarts started school, and the time has come before Halloween.

Although only three months have passed, Ciel's height has grown rapidly due to the double superposition of time in Wonderland and Hogwarts, plus the fact that this age is the time for growth.

It has reached close to 1.5 meters.

Following up on the oversized classmate Dudley back then, in Slytherin, only two idiots, Goyle and Crabbe, were as tall as Ciel, and even Draco was half a head shorter than Ciel.

Harry, who had never been able to eat well in his early years and was malnourished, was even shorter than Ciel by a head.

With a barely adequate height and a little tidying up, Ciel looked like a little adult. However, if you look closely at his face and outline, you can still tell that he is very young, even just a child.

Charles drank the coffee, stood up and left.

. . .

During this period of time, Ciel's life at Hogwarts had been very peaceful, and basically there was no more trouble for him from any unsighted Slytherin seniors.

Although the reserve Death Eaters still seemed unhappy with him, without Felix taking the lead, they had not taken any action.

Ciel knew that they would not just calm down like this. They must have some hidden agenda and were just waiting for one day to suddenly explode.

Charles has not been idle in the past two months. He has been proficient in various advanced spells that he once mastered but could not use in this world.

Especially the more important ones, such as Apparition.

Split, heal, split, heal..

The practice of Apparition did not go smoothly, especially at the beginning. Ciel forced Apparition based on his feeling. As a result, his body did not move, but his arms moved.

He is directly separated from his left arm.

Charles was very calm, but Hermione was so frightened that she hurriedly spliced ​​her left arm together and sprinkled it with white essence. By the time Charles' arm healed again, Hermione's hands and face were already covered in scarlet blood.

..Ciel thought it was Carrie who was asking for his life.

This recklessness frightened the little girl. After Ciel recovered, she punched him several times out of anger and fright. At this time, Hermione was indeed very violent and resolute.

She stopped Ciel's continued attempts with righteous words, and even moved out the professor and principal.

But of course it was useless. Under Ciel's hard work, Hermione finally couldn't defeat Ciel and let him continue practicing, and decided to watch him closely to prevent him from having any accidents again.

But there were no surprises next. The most dangerous thing about Apparition was the first time.

With the first feeling as a foundation, on the second try, Ciel immediately found some feeling in the game.

Then gradually become proficient.

This incident also reminded him that magic is not as simple as it seems. Even if he has gaming experience, he still needs to remain vigilant.

Likewise, during these three months, Hermione's progress was rapid.

From the beginning, he could only set off a handful of fireworks, but now, he can quickly use his armor to protect himself without even using very standard movements.

She already has qualified self-protection capabilities.

This is the result of repeated practice. Anyone who only practices these mantras every weekend for three months can achieve such results.

Even Neville.

However, in order to practice magic and accompany Hermione to practice magic, Ciel did not have much energy to download the dungeon, which resulted in his level and attributes not changing much from before.

But it doesn’t matter. There are no good things in the initial dungeon. After the situation opens up, various rich dungeon rewards and drops will follow.

As Christmas approaches, Ciel also tells Hermione that practicing spells has come to an end for the time being.

She has thoroughly mastered several commonly used magics, of course, only the basics.

She wouldn't be able to use the magic if she slightly extended and combined it. For example, Hermione could turn a stick into a bow and arrow, or she could release blazing fire, which would allow her to change the flame into the shape of an arrow, but she couldn't do that.

But it doesn't matter, that's enough.

Many key plots happened around Christmas, so Ciel decided to free up this time again. Practicing the same magic repeatedly every week is a very boring thing. It is not easy for Hermione to persist for three months. .

Likewise, he should also take advantage of this time to make final preparations.

Like going to New York to find that special magical creature.

For example, come to France to go shopping in the magical world.

. . .

Charles quickly integrated into the streets. He did not attract much attention. There were people coming and going on the streets of Paris, and people from all over the world gathered here. He was inconspicuous.

The gentlemen in Paris are romantic and witty, while the ladies are passionate and unrestrained. To put it bluntly, they are lazy, glib, and brainless. No one will care about such a little guy.

Charles took out an Erlenmeyer flask as thick as his little finger from his arms. This was an improved age-enhancing potion brewed by the old bat for him. It was jointly guaranteed by Dean Slytherin and the next patriarch of the Malfoy family, and it was safe.

The three large bottles were divided into a dozen small bottles by Charles to ensure that he would not drink too much or too little each time. The volume of a small conical flask could be increased for exactly six years.

Walking through the wide square paved with square stone tiles, Charles drank the potion in the conical flask in one gulp while passing by a towering Roman stone pillar, while tapping his wand lightly on his clothes.

The light and shadow are mottled, and something seems to be crawling in the shadows supported by the wide Roman columns.

The next moment, when Charles walked out from behind the Roman column, he had transformed into a handsome boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

Brown-like black hair, a face that is delicate and three-dimensional yet soft, and a smile that makes people feel happy.

Charles scratched his hair. He is indeed a top model. This photo will be posted on Instagram without any need for photos.

As expected, Charles returned to the square and immediately attracted the attention of several girls nearby. As expected, the young ladies in Paris were also enthusiastic and unrestrained. Although they did not speak, their eyes actually told everything.

Unfortunately, Ciel could only give them a shy and regretful smile, because this age-increasing agent was not stable and only lasted half an hour to an hour.

This is not enough.

But unexpectedly, Ciel's shyness only made them laugh even more.

Under the push of her companions, a tall, blond girl who looked about 20 years old and had a typical Nordic face walked out generously. She liked such a little puppy, and she wanted it today. .

Well, where are the people?

The blonde girl suddenly realized that someone was missing. She lost sight of Ciel, but he was still there just now.

She looked around at the empty square with doves of peace flying and street violin artists playing melodious tunes. Then she looked back at her companions who were also at a loss, and suddenly her face turned pale.

I heard that it's not very safe recently, and there are always some weird rumors circulating everywhere. Is it possible that I...

After shivering, the group left in a hurry.

At the same time, Ciel had arrived at the other side of the square, next to a fountain.

This square is close to the commercial street next to it. It is not easy to open up such a square in the center of Paris, where land is at a premium, so it is small and exquisite. It is full of people carrying luxury shopping bags. From time to time, someone throws coins into the fountain. May good luck come to you.

"Paris is indeed a romantic city."

Ciel patted his little heart.

"Right."

He was leaning against a low square stone platform. Above the stone platform was a metal statue of a long-haired girl. She was wearing a simple but decent dress and was holding a bag with the logos of various luxury brands printed on it. Shopping Bag.

Hearing Ciel's question, she glanced at Ciel shyly, then turned her head and nodded with a smile. Then, she raised her arms and opened her metal skirt to Ciel.

Ciel winked at her with his left eye, turned his head and got in.

France’s magical shopping street, the Hidden Place, has arrived.

Found: Hidden Place: Experience 2, Lucky Coin 1

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