A day at Hogwarts

As night fell, a restaurant in Saint-Etienne was full of customers, and the waiters kept shuttling from table to table.

Nearly every table of guests has today's trophies, ranging from a palm-sized box to a broomstick as tall as a person.

Under the bright candlelight, Charles tasted the local rose sausage in Lyon. This kind of sausage has a uniform proportion of fat and thin. After being cut into round slices, the red and white are like roses.

Gabriel was also sitting at the table, eating cheese, and chatting with him about Hogwarts.

The main course arrived, four grilled quails.

The shop’s quail bellies are stuffed with a stuffing of mashed potatoes, foie gras and minced mushrooms, then wrapped in pork skin with spice leaves and baked in the oven. The pork skin not only provides a unique flavor, but also locks the moisture of the quail, which has a good taste and texture.

Opposite Charles, Gabriel's grandmother, Angelina, divided the quail served by the waiter between the two children. She and Gabriel each had one, and Charles got two.

Angelina, like Gabriel, has silver hair and blue eyes. She looks a little younger than Penny in appearance, with a healthy and ruddy complexion. Those dark blue eyes are like a deep ocean, as if they can see through people's hearts.

A little farther away, Jack held up a wooden board that read: Go home by yourself, I will go back first!

After confirming that Charles saw it, Jack slipped away, without any hesitation.

At the dining table, the three of them were chatting about their parents and interesting things around them. After Angelina asked Charles about the number of people in his family, what they did for a living, and whether they had broomsticks, they stopped asking questions and handed over the scene to the two. children.

Dinner ended with Charles finishing Harry Potter Punching the Dark Lord, and as he was about to say goodbye to Gabriel and Angelina in the street before riding back to England on his broomstick, Angelina said to him: " I'll take Gabriel home first. You stay right here, don't move."

Charles quickly said, "Don't dare to bother Madam any more."

Angelina pointed to her head and said to him, "You have a problem here."

Charles looked at her in surprise, waiting for further clarification.

Angelina just smiled, and turned back into Veela form on the street, her scaled wings stretched out from her back, her head turned into a bird shape, and she picked up Gabriel and flew away.

People on the street didn't seem to see this scene, only when Angelina first flapped her wings, the people next to her complained that someone had blown their hat off with the wind as a prank.

Delacour's house seemed not far from here. Angelina came back half an hour later, changed back into a human form, and took Charles out of the village to the nearby mountains.

This is the hometown of Angelina's husband. The restaurant where they had dinner just rented their house. Now that Angelina's husband has passed away, she lives alone in the mountains, and her children come to visit from time to time.

Charles thought that the place where she lived would look a bit magical like the legendary Weasleys' house, but he didn't expect that it was a three-story building in the French Rococo architectural style in the eighteenth century. Gorgeous and exquisite.

Outside the small building is a garden with a white pavilion in the middle of the garden.

There are several oil paintings hanging on the wall in the living room, among which is "Jean of Arc Tima Entering London", which is the favorite of the French.

There is also a huge ordinary oil painting on the wall, which shows the back of a Veela, and on the shelf below are many portraits and photos of Angelina, her husband, and the Delacour family.

With the owner snapping his fingers, the tea set automatically made a pot of tea. Charles didn't expect it to be green tea, but with some mint in it.

Angelina sat on a stool without a backrest and said with a kind smile, "Are you worried that I will stew you?"

"Hmm... olive oil, big onions, big carrots, tomatoes, beef stock, bay leaves, thyme, black pepper, small onions, mushrooms, butter, baby potatoes and peas, and of course, a whole bottle of red Burgundy. "

While speaking, she no longer suppressed her veela's charming ability, and she was speaking the most cruel words with the most beautiful appearance.

Charles was just a little dazed, and he came back to his senses earlier than when they met in the bookstore just now.

He replied with a very distressed look: "I'm sorry, my meat should not be chewy."

Angelina raised her teacup and took a sip of tea and said, "There are always some surprises and surprises in life, so it won't be dull, isn't it?"

Charles replied with a smile: "What you said just now was not a surprise, but a fright."

After joking, Angelina asked him: "Can I accept my transformation back into Veela?"

Charles immediately replied: "It's okay, please do yourself."

Angelina quickly reverted to her veela form, and her dark blue eyes deepened, making Charles feel as though she had seen through him completely.

Her voice also became sharper: "We veela have some unique abilities, for example, the children and I can sense whether the other party is malicious or not."

"I am also proficient in some soul magic, and I can feel some conditions of a person's soul."

Charles heard this and asked thoughtfully: "You mean, you feel that there is something wrong with my soul?"

Angelina nodded seriously.

Charles asked again: "I won't die soon, will I?"

Angelina said: "Don't worry about this. Although your soul is shattered into many pieces due to some kind of injury, the largest piece is very strong and will not affect your lifespan."

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, drank some tea to suppress his shock, and then said, "That's good, since the problem is not big, let's ignore it."

He could see it, but Angelina still said: "I can help you with some treatment, but I am not strong enough, and I need to use Nicole Flamel's Philosopher's Stone. But he and his wife need to rely on the Philosopher's Stone If I live, I'm afraid I won't lend it to you."

Angelina thinks this little guy looks good and is a friend of her granddaughter, so she will help him.

Charles thought about it. It seems that many people don't know about the Philosopher's Stone in Dumbledore's hands, but the Philosopher's Stone is going to be destroyed. If you ask to solve your own problems, it shouldn't be a problem.

But he suddenly remembered someone else, so he asked, "Ma'am, there are two people who have been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse by the Death Eaters 10 years ago, and now they have severe amnesia...or to put it offensively, they have become fools. Ma'am, Can you cure them?"

He thought of the Longbottoms. Anyway, he couldn't die. At worst, he asked the old man to ask Nicole Flamel how to make the Philosopher's Stone.

Angelina looked at this boy in surprise, she didn't expect him to think of other people instead of herself, he seemed to be a kind boy.

She thought for a while and said: "If a person is injured by the Cruciatus Curse, people will close their hearts when they are in great pain, or there will be cracks in their souls, which will make people lose their memory or become demented."

"It's okay, I can fix it."

Then Angelina deliberately said to Charles: "But the power of the Philosopher's Stone is not unlimited. If you save them, the power of the Philosopher's Stone will consume a lot, and there is no way to heal you."

This kind of alternative question involving self-interest can best see a person.

A faint smile appeared on Charles's face, he shook his head and said, "It's okay, anyway, I can still be alive and kicking. The Longbottoms were heroes who fought against the Dark Lord back then, and they shouldn't end up like this."

Angelina felt that he was not lying, and that what he said was sincere. She thought that such a kind child is very rare now, so she should do him this favor and see if she can heal the person he said.

"Okay!" Angelina stood up, "Now take me to see them."

Charles was stunned for a moment. Originally, he was just asking. If he could really be treated, he wanted to ask her to go to St. Mungo's Hospital after the festival. He didn't expect that she would have it now.

"But..." Charles was a little embarrassed, "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve."

Angelina said indifferently: "It's okay, don't you think it's the best gift to give a hero a family reunion on Christmas Eve?"

Charles thought she had a point.