Hagrid and Madam Maxime’s trip was originally to negotiate the giant community, and Marx forced the time to come over, precisely because of this most important purpose.

So after a little rest, everyone decided to act as soon as possible according to the original plan.

As for Quirrell, after he had a lot of discussion with Marx, Marx took him along.

Quirrell was originally intended to use Troll to form a self-protecting force. Of course, in his initial plan, he even planned to go back to toss when Voldemort and Dumbledore really fought.

But he did not expect that his state has been constantly deteriorating, and his plan has long since ended. As far as the situation is concerned, he is obviously the best choice to follow Marx.

Of course, since Marx has already ran over, it is obviously impossible to go back.

Although Dumbledore gave the scope of the search from the beginning, so if you really want to find the giants away from the wizard and the muggle, you still have to pay more.

At this time, the more people, the faster the natural progress will be.

After entering the border of Belarus, several people decided to go to the local magic circle and turn it around. Damdam also had to buy a wand again.

“…The Belarusian wizard is now mostly concentrated in Minsk. After the World War II of the muggle, there has been a good reconstruction, and now it has been completely settled.”

Madam Maxime seems to be familiar with the situation here, of course, people are the headmaster of Beauxbatons, and it is certainly a matter of course.

Because Quirrell wasn’t really right to take with him, Marx and Hagrid followed Madam Max Max to a small gallery near Victory Square after he was “moved” into a muggle lodge.

Probably because the entire city has just been rebuilt in recent years, most of the buildings are very clean, and the architectural style here is simple and clear, which makes everyone’s mood wide open.

However, I don’t know if the wizards like to make the mysterious relationship of the entrance to the wizard settlement. This gallery looks very old.

Moreover, compared to the sun shone brightly outside, the gallery not only appears to be lack of light, but even because some of the aisles are too narrow, and people feel quite depressed.

“Oh, is it here?”

Because Maddam Maxime’s wand is broken, Marx is now ahead of the game. After all, opening the entry still uses wand.

When he walked into a gallery with blank frames on both sides, he immediately felt a relatively faint magic power fluctuation.

“… um, is it here?”

Without waiting for Maxime to answer, Marx swayed a pair of pure white oil paintings that wand hangs on the wall, and then he found something like that, and tapped the corner of the frame of the painting.

Suddenly, a wonderful gray white wave gradually spread from the canvas of the oil painting, and it was stained with a large wall, as if it were a white pigment that was overturned, and even a wave of water was faintly revealed. Dynamic.

“It’s here,” said Madam Maxime, curiously asking, “McLorne, have you been here before?”

Marx didn’t answer. He just went back and laughed and took the lead.

The cool feeling is familiar, because the entrance to the nine-quarters of the station at King’s Cross Station in the country, the feeling of passing the wall column is also the same.

When Marx stepped in, he only felt a blur of sight, and then it was a feeling of openness.

After crossing the entrance, the entrance is a brick pavement that can drive two carriages side by side. On both sides of the road, the buildings that are very different from the style of the Britain magic circle are row upon row.

Although it doesn’t look too big here, it probably is because most of the buildings are square and the colors are red and white, but it is quite atmospheric.

And where Marx appeared, it was a gray white wall on the street.

“Then I will go to the wand shop first. Look at it. I will go there. I remember there is a bar for catering… Well, if you remember correctly, it should be called ‘Georgy’.”

Madam Maxime is still so elegant, she went along the road to the right hand after taking a leisurely ritual.

“Marx, I said… throw the guy in the muggle lodge… no problem?” Hagrid asked with a little concern after separating from Madam Maxime.

Marx hearing this, waving carelessly: “Nothing, Quirrell can still have a good relationship with Troll in that state, it shows that his ability is really small… Besides, the food is ready for him. Nothing to worry about.”

“Oh… um, okay…” Hagrid hesitated and nodded.

“It’s better to worry about yourself than to worry about him!” Marx said, “Hagrid, can you speak Russian?”

Even so, since it’s coming, if you don’t ask someone to inquire, it’s definitely not very desirable. It’s obviously more efficient to ask the local wizard than to find it.

However, when they found the bar named Georgy, they found that the English-language wizard was unexpectedly quite a lot. At least compared to the outside muggle world, the situation they encounter is actually much better.

When Marx and Hagrid booked the room together, and the sun was going to the bar, the sun was gradually slanting.

“Troca, I want to say… yes, thank you… it doesn’t sound difficult to find…”

At the corner of the bar, Marx and Hagrid sat next to the same small round table with another strange wizard, and Hagrid was happy to thank him.

Because Hagrid’s physique is really too big, the stool that is tucked under his butt looks a little pitiful.

And he can’t move, or the stool will make a burst of screaming, making people wonder if it will fall apart in the next moment.

The wizard whom he called “Troca” was what they had just met. The reason for being able to talk to Troka is actually to thank Hagrid.

It is because his height is somewhat different from ordinary people. When Marx and Hagrid just came in, the sights in the bar were concentrated on Hagrid.

Accompanied by a few subconscious amazements, and Troka’s English was mixed in that series of Russian, letting Marx listen.

Troca is a wizzard who loves to travel, and he often strolls around the world. Believe me, for the wizard, traveling around World is really not difficult.

“No, don’t thank me…” Troka smiled cheerfully. “You have invited me to drink, talk about anything – but then, what do you guys look for?”

He said, and approached Hagrid: “Really, it’s all a group of violent people. If it’s not necessary, it’s better to be close to the trade!”

“In fact, this is the subject of the school…” Marx, who is holding a cup of hot cocoa, said, “I am a student of Durmstrang, you are embarrassed – are you graduating soon?”

Marx has been a lot taller recently, at least he now says he is a graduate and he doesn’t have any doubts.

“Oh, Durmstrang? Originally this way…” Troka showed a blank expression. “I want to say that your school style has always been too hard, graduates have to travel, and write a thesis – This is not easy!”

“Alright!” Marx shrugged said. “No, if I can put the theme of my thesis on the giant, it will obviously have a higher evaluation. In this case, there will be many benefits in finding a job after graduation. !”

He paused and smiled again: “Moreover, it’s good to be able to come out and find some excitement, isn’t it?”

“That’s right,” Troka agreed. “I also like to stroll around. If I stay in the same place, I can’t stand it! Hahaha…”

Just then, the door of the bar was opened again.

During this time period, the number of people in the bar has increased. Everyone is used to the door opening and automatic closing. In general, customers will not go to it. Who came in.

But this time, when everyone noticed that the interior did not open up because of the opening of the door, it was discovered that it was a big man.

That was the arrival of Madam Maxime, her big body and Hagrid’s body, keeping the light outside, not even the wind.

“Olim, here! We are here!” Hagrid turned and the stool underneath made another squeaky sound.

In fact, Hagrid doesn’t have to say hello, because who can ignore him? When Madam Maxime didn’t come, the bar was the most eye-catching.

“Oh, okay.” Madam Maxime was nodded to the implied location, and then turned and walked over.

It can be seen that when she moves in the bar that is slowly becoming crowded, it seems to be a little hard. Even so, she did not lose the elegance that originated in France.

“Be careful!”

Looking back at Madam Maxime’s Marx, he suddenly shouted, but it was obviously too late.

Although she has been paying attention all the way, she has always avoided colliding with others as much as possible, but when she is about to walk to the round table where Marx and Hagrid are located, she still has a witch at the neighboring table.

The most embarrassing thing is that because the witch just happened to go back, Madam Maxime, who was sideways, used her “big” PP to get the closest contact with the pretty face of the witch.


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