Chapter 1797 Birdcage Elevator

When Hermione hurried back to the gate of Beauxbaton School from the outskirts of Berlin, Germany, she found that someone was already waiting for her on the fountain square inside.

"You're back," Delphi immediately went up to meet her and said, "Just now Ms. Larson brought us... um, not very good news."

Before she finished speaking, Larson, the maid following her, hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger—my lady seems to have secretly followed her to England. Because of her reckless mistakes, the eldest lady asked me to apologize to everyone, and discuss whether there is any possibility of redress."

While apologizing repeatedly, she repeated what she had said to Delphi before.

To be honest, the result of this matter was so big or small that even though Hermione didn't want to blame the other party for anything, she was a little speechless for a while.

Fortunately, Delphi then turned around and said:

"Hermione, this 'not so good news' is finished, let's go on to listen to another 'not so good' news! Although Mr. Potter hasn't contacted us directly, the indirect news is Yes—the French Ministry of Magic received several British survivors who crossed the English Channel. They came from Weymouth, and it is said that they were helped by Mr. Potter. We originally planned to go to the Ministry of Magic in the afternoon I went to see them first, but now it seems that the sooner I go, the better."

"Survivor?" Hermione nodded immediately after hearing the words, "Okay! Please, Delphine, I agree with your judgment. Then let's go now... Luna, do you want to go together?"

"I called her," Delphi said, "I think we should take her with us."

"Ok."

Hermione thought about it, and then nodded.

"Then let's go!"

Having said that, she turned around and walked back non-stop, planning to go to Paris with them. But at this moment, a voice from the direction of the castle made the four of them stop.

"Miss Granger! Miss Lovegood... wait, wait for me."

"Ok?"

When Hermione turned her head, she immediately saw a petite figure running towards this side from the other side of the fountain—it was the little beauty Gabriel with Veela blood.

"Mademoiselle Delacour? What's the matter?"

"Oh!" Gabriel managed to run to her quickly, and after gasping for several breaths on her knees, she straightened up and said, "Miss Granger, I heard you are going to the Ministry of Magic? I think I can Go with you—in fact, my sister is working in the Department of Magic, if Mrs. Maxim is not around, it will be much more convenient for you to have my sister to do things with you."

"Oh, then... alright!"

Hermione only hesitated for a moment, but quickly agreed.

"Thank you, Mademoiselle Delacour."

...

The entrance to the French Ministry of Magic is located in a small square... well, to be exact, Place Furstenberg in the sixth arrondissement of Paris.

The square is surrounded by a circle of slightly old buildings. There are trees in the four corners of the square, and there is a small, defunct street lamp fountain in the center.

"...It is said that this place entered the Ministry of Magic through a fountain a long time ago, but people always complain that every time they go in, they have to get wet and then dry again, which seems a bit silly, so the overall decoration was done at the end of the 19th century. It was changed at the same time...cough cough cough..."

Gabriel pointed to the small fountain column in the middle, introduced it casually, and then coughed twice strangely. The next moment, I saw several roots of the four surrounding trees protruding from the ground suddenly, forming a big birdcage elevator around us, and then it sank down with the whole ground and everyone in the cage .

"However, I always think it's silly to have to cough like this every time - I'm sure I won't be working at the Ministry of Magic anyway."

Since Hermione, Delphine, and Ms. Larson all had their own concerns, they didn't have the mood to respond to Gabriel's words, so they just smiled at her, so as not to make her feel that she was ignored. lost.

Only Luna couldn't help shaking her head when she heard it, and said seriously:

"You're not stupid! Gabriel, the way you coughed just now looks so cute."

"yes?"

Gabriel touched her cheek, although she was obviously very happy to be praised by others, she still pursed her lips and said shyly:

"But I've grown up, you should say I'm pretty."

While the two were talking, the birdcage elevator moved rapidly underground. When it slowed down again, Hermione found that she had come to a wide hall.

"Chi la la—"

The several roots that formed a cage quickly spread out and shrank back into the gap on the dome. The French Ministry of Magic has arrived.

"Everyone, do you have an appointment?"

As soon as they arrived at the place, Hermione saw a receptionist in formal attire coming up on both sides and asked them politely. But soon, one of the female receptionists looked at Gabriel and said:

"Oh! Little Gabriel, you're here again? I remember, Beauxbaton seems to be still in class today, right? Did you play truant?"

"I'm not young anymore!" Gabriel pouted, "This time I'm here to accompany these distinguished guests from Beauxbatons, go and call my sister here for me! This Miss Granger and This Miss Lovegood is also her friend—I'll take them to the counter to register first."

"Miss 'Granger'?" The other party couldn't help asking when they heard the surname, "Could it be Miss Hermione Granger?"

Seeing this, Hermione quickly nodded and said:

"I am."

"Oh! Madam Maxim wrote last night." Seeing that it was Hermione, the receptionist immediately put Gabriel aside, "but... the minister said, you should be here today I only came here at night, why is it only at noon... ah! Is it because I heard about those few survivors?"

"That's right." Hermione nodded again. "Of course, there are some deeper reasons for the specifics—Madam Maxim has other things to deal with at the moment, so I had no choice but to come here first."

"Okay, I understand...Miss Granger, I'm sorry! I have to trouble you to check and register first. This is also a rule, please understand."

"No problem, it should be," Hermione said cooperatively, "especially in times like this."

Gabriel, who was on the side, watched the two parties talking smoothly in front of her, and suddenly realized that she didn't need to come with her at all, and twisted her mouth a little depressed.

Fortunately, there are still people who are willing to talk to her.

"Gabriel, how about we go find your sister first?" Luna pulled her and whispered.