Hogwarts: Start by destroying Nurmengard Prison

Chapter 445: We Don’T Know Each Other, Right?

It doesn’t take long to fly from the UK to France.

Two hours later, the plane landed smoothly at Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Wendell and Monica did not carry the salute, they saluted in the bag of the Seamless Stretch Charm on the house elf.

Just ask the elf to take out the bow when you get to the hotel.

However, Ian and Grindelwald did not help them book a Muggle hotel for this trip, and they needed to find accommodation by themselves.

"Honey, shall we go to the Melia Notre Dame "Zero Three Three"?"

Wendell asked Monica with a smile.

Monica thought for a while and then agreed.

The Melia Notre Dame Hotel is only a few hundred meters away from the city center. Ian and Grindelwald are so outrageous that they will not hold the Grangers back financially.

After the Granger couple learned that the Philosopher's Stone could produce gold, they didn't recover for several days!

In the end, they reluctantly accepted the reality. Money is just a series of numbers to them now.

Just when Wendell and Monica were deciding which hotel to go to, a man in a windbreaker came to them.

He took off the top hat and put it on his chest, and asked respectfully:

"Hello, are these Mr. and Mrs. Granger?"

Wendell and Monica suddenly became alert. They had a hunch that this was a wizard!

Because a small section of the wand handle is exposed under the windbreaker!

"Yes, we don't know each other, right?"

Wendell said vigilantly, taking a slight step forward to protect Monica behind him.

Monica's face turned a little pale, and she thought of the dark wizard who was thinking about magic.

If this wizard came to arrest them and threaten Ian and Hermione...

But before Wendell and Monica could continue thinking, the wizard waved his hands repeatedly and said hurriedly:

"Please don't be nervous, Madam. I was sent by your husband to pick you up! My name is Marvolo Carrow."

Mr. Wendell and Monica were stunned for a moment.

This familiar word is what the saints call Ian!

Wendell asked tentatively:

"You mean...Ian?"

Upon hearing Ian's name, Marvolo's eyes flashed with enthusiasm and he said respectfully:

"That's right, sir! We have already arranged a place for you and your wife.

"Please come with me!"

After saying that, Marvolo moved out of the way and saw an old man also wearing a windbreaker waving to them.

"My Arthur!" Wendell and Monica exclaimed.

Mathur walked forward with a smile and put his arm around Wendell's shoulders affectionately.

"Welcome to France, my friend!"

"How are you? Are you scared?"

Wendell and Monica smiled bitterly and glanced at Marvolo, who was standing aside...

"In a sense, yes!"

Mathur laughed loudly, touched his beard and said:

"After all, I heard from my husband that you don't take any escorts with you when traveling. Do you understand now?"

"Your safety comes first."

Wendell and Monica nodded helplessly. Now they knew why Foan and Grindelwald agreed to take the elf on their trip.

Looking at the helpless two people, Mathur smiled and patted Wendel on the shoulder.

"Let's go, your new home has been packed up. If you have any questions, we'll talk about it on the way."

After speaking, MacArthur looked at Marvolo and ordered:

"Go drive!"

Marvolo bowed slightly, put on his hat again and walked towards the exit.

Wendell asked 1.7 McArthur a little embarrassedly:

"Would it be too much trouble for you?"

This time Wendell and Monica were afraid of causing trouble to Ian and Grindelwald, so they didn't bring the Saint Guard with them.

After all, they have already troubled them a lot...

Arthur shook his head and led Mr. and Mrs. Granger towards a limousine in the distance.

"You are sir and sir's family, our family, what's the trouble?"

"The Saints boys are just dying for you to bother them.",

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