What is on the table is exquisite and authentic French food.
There were many waiters around, but there were only three people sitting at the table.
Wearing standard formal attire, they looked solemn and elegant. Strange's grandfather and grandson came to the scene. Then there's Luke and Dumbledore, who are dressed in what can only be described as formal clothing. It's not that the magic of two people can't be used to change clothes. On the contrary, the magic of changing clothes is just a very simple magic. Basically everyone can do this kind of practical thing. And similarly, it is naturally easy to be seen.
Rather than using that kind of magic that can be seen through at a glance to keep up appearances, it is better to just wear simpler clothes, so as not to make people laugh.
Dumbledore sat at the head of the table on the left side, and next to him was old Vaughn who sat at the head of the table. The two of them chatted about stories over the years.
The identity of the two people's friends is not fake, but they are just a little unfamiliar.
But after chatting for a while, I was able to laugh. There was no unfamiliarity at all.
On the right side of the table, Luke and the beautiful girl sat next to each other. The two of them cooked very close to each other. The girl would introduce Luke to how to make these dishes and how to eat them.
Luke also nodded, learned, and laughed as if he was very much benefited.
He could tell that this girl named Chris really liked cooking, and the love and professionalism revealed in just a few words could not be disguised by a simple disguise.
The whole restaurant seemed happy and happy.
Luke and Chris seemed to be chatting happily, even though they seemed to be of different ages, like an older sister with a younger brother. But that's not a bad thing. On the contrary, it seems to be commonplace in the eyes of many people. And the actual gap is not as big as it seems.
However, such peace did not last until the end of the dinner.
After the desserts were served, the map of Yan Kingdom was finally completed.
"Dumbledore, I just heard Luke say that he used the magic power in the Philosopher's Stone to become what he is now. In other words, is the bait you left in Gringotts really the Philosopher's Stone? "
Vaughn Lestrange couldn't wait. If Luke and Dumbledore hadn't done Tai Chi to get rid of the topic during the previous temptation, he wouldn't have been so eager.
These two people were really planning not to take any hint. In fact, this is an attitude in itself. But how could this make Vaughn Lestrange give up?
He just pretended that the two people really didn't understand and got straight to the point.
After listening to his words, Dumbledore looked as usual, nodded and said: "Yes, that is indeed the Sorcerer's Stone."
After saying that, he stopped talking again, obviously not intending to mention it more.
"Then you came to France probably to return the Philosopher's Stone to Mr. Nico Flamel, and also to help Luke recover."
Vaughan Lestrange said confidently.
After all, the Philosopher's Stone is such a precious thing, and no one would believe it if it were given to Dumbledore so easily.
What's more, Dumbledore can actually lend the Philosopher's Stone for adventure, which is enough to give everyone a new understanding of the relationship between Nico and Dumbledore.
Dumbledore did not speak immediately, but after taking a bite of dessert, he looked at Luke. Luke looked at him without any sign of weakness.
'It's your trouble. '
'No, I think it's still yours. '
'But you borrowed this thing. '
'But, you used it badly. '
So much information was exchanged between the two people's eye contact that even Dumbledore and Luke themselves were surprised. They didn't expect that the tacit understanding between them was actually quite good.
"Half and half."
It was Luke who finally spoke and attracted everyone's attention.
Luke was startled when Vaughn turned his head, and his naked eyes felt as if he wanted to swallow Luke as if he were a magic stone.
Of course, such burning heat only passed by in a flash, and soon Vaughan returned to the appearance of a respected and kind-hearted elder.
"Oh, what do you say?"
He smiled gently in what seemed like a simple inquiry.
Luke recalled a smile, while Chris next to him looked at his grandfather with some worry.
"It's true that we came here to find Mr. Nico Flamel, and we also asked him to check on my situation and see if there is any way to recover quickly."
"But we can't return the Philosopher's Stone."
Although this sentence did not say everything, the meaning expressed was clear enough... There is something wrong with the Sorcerer's Stone.
"Could it be that the Philosopher's Stone...was taken away?"
When Luke saw this, Vaughn's hand tightened involuntarily. And the emotional dust around him was even more excited.
"No, it's broken."
Luke didn't set up any dragon gate formation, because it didn't make much sense.
But when he said these words, he clearly felt that Vaughn's expression stagnated, and the fluctuations of emotional dust stopped for a moment, and then started to surge wildly in an instant.
Luke didn't care, but said with some regret: "So, we are here mainly to apologize to Mr. Flamel."
After saying this, Old Vaughn's expression changed again and again, and finally fell silent.
The sun sets, the moon rises, and the stars shine brightly.
Chris said goodbye to Luke with some reluctance, but she could see a trace of relaxation in her expression. The emotions are quite complicated.
Vaughn Sr. didn't even show up.
"I thought he would be more... tactful."
Luke complained to Dumbledore speechlessly.
Dumbledore looked unsurprised, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Don't overestimate people's consciousness in the face of death."
He has seen too many people like this, and there is great terror between life and death. Not everyone can face death bravely, even at the end of his life. As long as there is a possibility of survival, almost no one will refuse it.
If you live long enough, you can see any kind of monster.
Dumbledore lived for more than a hundred years, which is definitely not too short.
"So, Professor, after this bad breakup, no other nobles will come to us for dinner. What are the two of us going to do in the remaining days?"
Luke looked at Dumbledore. He didn't think that Dumbledore brought him to France in advance just because of the time he proposed, or to wait for a banquet like tonight.
But what exactly Dumbledore wanted to do, Luke couldn't figure out for a while.
"Don't worry, if we go to see Nico, although you brought a gift, I didn't bring one."
Dumbledore smiled and said: "Let's go to the French trading market tomorrow to take a look."
He said, giving Luke a wink.
Luke had to admit that he was still very interested in what Dumbledore had to say. After all, I have been here. Britain has Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, and Luke is also very curious about what France has.
"Speaking of which, that little girl just now seems to be really interested in you?"
Dumbledore was not sure. He had only met once, so that little girl would really be interested in Luke?
This sounds a little too incredible.
"It's strange and not surprising. Judging from the state of old Vaughn, I don't think Chris can make her own decision on her marriage."
Luke shook his head with emotion and said: "Compared with other unknown people, I think I may not be a good choice."
Luke's words were reserved after all. His conditions are very good. He is young, good-looking, has a good family background, and seems to have a pretty good personality.
No matter how you think about it, Luke seems like a great choice. If you can't choose one you like, then among the candidates, Luke's conditions are definitely in the first echelon.
So it’s not surprising that Chris would react like this.
"Despite this, she is still a little weak..."
Luke still spoke with some regret. Could Chris be happy with this kind of life? Luke didn't know either, so he simply refused to comment.
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then shook his head silently.
Obviously I don't know what to say about such a thing.
…
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Vaughan sat in his chair and cursed into the air. The ferocity and anger on his face made the whole person look distorted, and how could one see the kind-hearted elder and close friend just now?
He casually dropped a valuable blue and white porcelain vase beside him to the ground. Then he kicked the decorative armor over. He doesn't look like an 80-year-old at all, who should be senile.
But just when his anger reached its peak, his pale but shiny hair began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The full head of white hair sticks to the head like a pile of weeds.
The whole person's strong body also slumped down in an instant as if someone had hit the abdomen hard.
Vaughn's face was full of pain, he put one hand on the table, struggled to take out a bottle of potion from the drawer of his desk, and drank it in one gulp.
He slumped down in his chair and closed his eyes in pain. But within a moment, his body gradually returned to its original state, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Opening his eyes again, two rays of light burst out of his eyes.
"This is just an imitation, and it already has such an effect. So how effective can the real magic stone be?"
"These two people deceived me with such clumsy lies. They didn't treat me as an elder or a friend at all... okay, although it's true that they didn't have that kind of relationship."
After talking to himself to this point, Vaughn also took a deep breath. His reason has gradually returned, and there is a light of wisdom in his eyes: "Can't be anxious, can't be anxious, I lost my temper just now, this matter must be undone, Whether it’s for the Philosopher’s Stone or something else, it’s not a good choice to be at odds with these two people.”
With this thought in mind, he shook the bell on his desk. The bell rang, and the white-haired butler pushed open the door and entered.
"Tell Chrissy to take the initiative to find Luke Gunter. If I remember correctly, Nico Flamel's residence will open the door tomorrow. Ask her to invite Luke Gunter to visit nearby places tomorrow. Attractions. Then make some insinuations about the whereabouts of the Magic Stone."
Dumbledore brought a child to France, and it was related to the Sorcerer's Stone. In addition, Luke himself admitted that he used the magical power in the Sorcerer's Stone to become what he is now. Speaking of Luke and magic, It is naturally impossible that the stone has nothing to do with it.
Dumbledore has matured and is one of the best in the world, so it would be somewhat wishful thinking to attack him directly. But Luke was completely different. And Vaughn didn't mean to hurt Luke, he just figured out a little thing and wouldn't break the rules.
"yes."
After simply agreeing, the housekeeper went out.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Vaughn's face was full of pain.
"I... don't want to die."
…
In the early morning, two skylarks bathed in the sunshine on the branches and sang crisply. Birds chirping and sunlight penetrated the glass and curtains and entered a spacious bedroom. The person lying on the bed in the bedroom was completely wrapped in quilt. He was tossing and turning as if he hated the sound and the sun.
"ah!
! "
Finally, she couldn't bear to break through the restraints of the quilt and sat up on the bed. Her shiny silver hair was messy, but it had a different kind of beauty.
His blue eyes stared fiercely at the shadows of the two skylarks through the curtains. The teeth were clenched tightly, looking very hateful.
The skylark outside the window seemed to have a premonition of something bad, and flew away in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the shadow disappear, Fleur also put down the wand that was glowing with silver light in her hand and snorted. Then she took a deep breath and smiled to encourage herself.
He got out of bed and walked to the wardrobe to rummage through his clothes.
Next to the wardrobe, there is a large photo hanging. In the photo, the girl in the ballet costume looks so shining. When she was spinning there, she was like a shining star.
The whole figure looks as beautiful as glowing.
The girl hummed a light tune, got dressed, walked to the dressing table and started dressing up. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a mature female voice came from outside.
"Baby Fleur, it's time to wake up."
Fleur Delacour showed a proud smile, put down the lipstick in her hand, stood up, walked to the door and opened it.
Apolline Delacour looked at his daughter, who was particularly shining today, with a look of surprise and pride.
"Oh! Fleur, you are so beautiful today! And you got up very early!"
Fleur's praise for her mother was obviously appreciated.
"I plan to buy two more new clothes today, and I will buy them from Lance Clothing Store. How about that, Mom~"
Fleur hugged her mother's arm, shook it gently, and acted coquettishly to her mother.
Mrs. Delacour had a troubled look on her face: "But we are going to give Gabrielle some new clothes today..."
"Mom~"
Fleur shook her arms a little more, and the expression on her face looked pitiful.
Mrs. Delacour smiled helplessly, and gently tapped Fleur's forehead with her finger.
"I'm afraid of you, hurry up and get ready, we'll set off in a while."
"yeah!
! "
