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Fleur looked more relaxed after returning home. She sat with Gabrielle, took an apple from the fruit bowl brought by the house elf, and said while nibbling.

"My dad is probably still working at the Ministry of Magic and hasn't come back, but he usually doesn't come home for lunch at noon, so we don't have to wait for him."

"We'll go to Nicolos Flamel in the afternoon." Sherlock made their next plan, "after, we can go to Place Cachée which is said to be equivalent to the Diagon Alley of London."

"Yes, it is the center of activity for French wizards."

Sherlock spread out on the coffee table that he had been carrying a map of France, pinched his chin and said.

"Also we need to visit several famous Muggle attractions, like the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Arc de Triomphe, and Notre Dame."

Harry reminded.

"Forget that, we're going to a mall to buy some film first."

"Oh, yes, and some film."

The Delacour family had a great lunch, and Fleur finally told her mother that her wand had been stolen.

Madame Delacour frowned, she did not blame Fleur for losing her wand but confirmed again.

"You saw that the thief who stole the wand was a goblin?"

Fleur nodded.

"I'm sure he was the only one who passed by me and bumped into me at the time."

"It's a pity to lose that wand, but it's not a big deal after all." Madame Delacour said solemnly, "But if the goblin steals the wand, it must be reported to the Ministry of Magic, which is very serious. event."

Since the Goblin Rebellion was successfully thwarted, this group has been deprived of the right to use wands. Regardless of their status, as long as a goblin touches a wand, it is a very sensitive behaviour.

Not to mention that there are wizards' wands that have been directly stolen.

"I'll inform your father when he comes back."

Fleur's father, Mr. Delacour, works in the French Ministry of Magic. Although he is not the head of the Auror department, he is also related to the law of magic.

After getting news from home, he hurriedly left the Ministry of Magic and returned home.

Compared with Madame Delacour and Fleur and Gabrielle's outstanding appearance, Fleur's father was much more ordinary.

From the outside, he looked like an ordinary wizard, and he was even shorter than Fleur.

Mr. Delacour simply said hello to Sherlock and thanked him for helping Fleur, and then went to focus on the situation of Fleur's lost wand.

But in fact, Fleur didn't know much, and she didn't even remember what the goblin looked like.

In the end, Mr. Delacour could only leave in disappointment and report the matter to the Ministry of Magic.

In the afternoon, Sherlock and Harry rested for a while at Delacour's house, then got up to leave, ready to visit Nick Lemay.

Fleur left with them, after which she had to make a trip to Cachée to buy a new wand to use.

Sherlock looked at the address on the letter of recommendation from Dumbledore, and instead of rummaging through the map, he directly asked the native Hibiscus to show them the way.

"Mr. Flame and his wife were very fond of listening to opera, so they bought a small courtyard near the Opéra Garnier (also known as the Paris Opera), where they usually lived when they were in Paris."

Thanks to Fleur's guidance, Sherlock successfully found Flamel's address in Paris.

It looked no different from a normal Muggle courtyard, and there was no Muggle Banishing Charm because they saw a postman and naturally put a letter into the mailbox in front of the courtyard.

Sherlock parked the car and walked down with Harry and Fleur.

They came to the door of the small courtyard and found that the iron gate was closed.

"We don't seem to be late, don't we? I remember that the time limit given to me by Professor Dumbledore was before August, and now it is only July 25." Sherlock said uncertainly.

Fleur had also received a warning from Madame Maxime before, telling her that Nick Lemay would be leaving Paris in August, and she had to visit before then.

Just when they were wondering, Harry suddenly pointed to the number on the door and said.

"Professor, here is Nicolos Flamel's message."

Sherlock walked over to Harry and looked at the message on the door.

[Going out to enjoy the opera, coming back on the 26th]

Hibiscus also came over.

"It seems that we came at the wrong time. Mr. Flame and the others happened to be out."

"It doesn't matter, Harry and I have nothing to do anyway. It's not a big deal to come back tomorrow."

Sherlock stared at the number 6 on the message and said.

Since he used part of Voldemort's horcrux for soul stitching, his perception of magic has become much sharper, and now he vaguely feels that this line of words was a bit weird.

But Sherlock didn't think much of it.

After all, Nicolos Flamel was also a master of magic. Maybe when he wrote this message, he wrote it with magic spells.

Fleur and Harry have already sat back in the car. Since the famous wizard was not found at his house, they then went to the magic street in Paris - Place Cachée as planned.

This street is located in the 6th arrondissement of Paris, in a small alley next to Place Furstenberg.

The entrance to the French Ministry of Magic was also nearby, in the center of Furstenberg Square. If a person stood in the middle and coughed the tree roots around them would surround them encapsulating them into a birdcage and pulling them below.

The entrance of Cachée Street is somewhat similar to the wall of platform nine and four quarters. As long as you walk into the wall of a statue even if you see the wall blocking the way, you will still walk through it into the magical world.

In fact, except for the different architectural styles, the things sold on Magic Street are similar.

After Sherlock and Harry came here, they didn't feel any different except that the buildings on Cachée were more artistic and better-looking than those in Diagon Alley.

Even some stores are the same, such as Madam Malkuns, Flourish and Blotts and other chain stores.

The two of them wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, seeing nothing interesting, they simply followed Fluer to the wand shop to watch her buy a wand.

There are three famous wand-making families in the whole of Europe.

They are the Ollivander family in England, the Gregorovitch family in Germany and Wenger in France

All three families had established their own family-owned companies, whose main business was to make and sell magic wands.

And the objects they serve are also the three magic schools in Europe.

Unlike Ollivander's wand shop, which offers standard wands, Wenger's wand shop on Place Cachée advocates the use exotic cores.

The Wandmakers of the Wenger family firmly believe that wizards will encounter some magical substances that are perfectly compatible to them, and using these substances as the core of the wand will improve their compatibility with their owners.

So the core of the rosewood wand was her grandmother's hair.

Of course, this does not mean that the Wenger Wand Shop does not offer standard wands for sale.

An older witch, wearing a tunic, her hair meticulously combed, and golden glasses on her face, carefully measured every statistic on Fleurs body before placing three wands in front of her.

In the end, Fleur chose the Rowan wood, a wand with unicorn tail hair, and a nine-inch wand, slightly rigid.

Even after getting a new wand, she was still obsessed with the one she had lost and could see that she had a deep bond with her grandmother.

They walked out of the wand shop, and just as Fleur was about to speak and invite Sherlock and Harry to the bar on Long Lane Street for a drink, a surprised voice suddenly sounded on their left.

"Fleur!"

They turned their heads and saw that it was a handsome wizard.

Sherlock still remembered his face, the male companion who was with Fleur when he first met Fleur in the wizarding town of Aspe.

Furong also saw him, but she frowned her beautiful brows.

"Mr. Jonathan, we don't seem to know each other well enough to call each other by name?"

The wizard named Jonathan touched his head and walked up to them with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, Miss Delacour, I'm a little excited to see you here all of a sudden. Did you catch the thief that day?"

Furong didn't answer his question, but stared at him and asked indifferently.

"I also want to know, did you deliberately tell me the wrong location that day, or did you really not hear it properly?"

Jonathan was bewildered.

"Ah! Wrong location? Are you suspecting me to work together with the thief who stole your wand? Why do you think that? I thought we had a pretty good chat that day..."

Fleur didn't dispel her doubts about him, she looked at him coldly.

"It's best if it has nothing to do with you, but if you were involved, I suggest you hand over my wand immediately. That way I can also get my dad to drop the Ministry's investigation. Yes, I The matter has been reported to the Ministry of Magic."

Jonathan stared, looking innocent.

"Why do you doubt me? Did I do something wrong!"

"You better have done nothing wrong."

After finishing speaking, Fleur grabbed the arms of Sherlock and Harry respectively and left, without any intention of introducing them from beginning to end.

Before being pulled away by Fleur~www.mtlnovel.com~, Sherlock took one last look at the necklace that the wizard named Jonathan was wearing on his chest.

It was a sign with a vertical line in the middle of a circle wrapped in a triangle.

This standard felt familiar to Sherlock, and it made him feel like he had seen it in some book.

Harry asked Fleur curiously.

"Since you suspect that your wand loss has something to do with him, why are you refusing to contact him?"

Furong said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I have told my dad all his information, and there must be an Auror investigating him now."

Furong is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart.

She knew that she shouldn't take the risk to contact such a person, and it was safest to provide the information to the Ministry of Magic and leave it to the Aurors to deal with it.

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Editor: Sorry about being late

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