Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

In the afternoon, on the streets of Paris, on the north bank of the Seine.

In terms of architectural style, Paris is definitely the most romantic and artistic city that Ivan has ever seen.

If I have to use one word to describe it, Ivan thinks it should be 'style'.

France is known as the romantic city, and Alvin thinks it's not unreasonable. He doesn't use professional terms to describe the buildings on the street, but he can probably describe the feeling these buildings bring to him.

It's like a bright and sad alley. The alley is filled with the mellow smell of coffee. The girl wearing a sun hat is wandering in the alley singing and dancing. When she sees Alvin, she throws him a charming blowing kiss.

In the distance, the Eiffel Tower stands in the snowy landscape, and the dim sunset exudes a warm light.

"Look! Harbin Pharmaceutical Factory No. [-]!" Ai Wen raised his hand and pointed.

"That's Notre Dame de Paris..." Hermione glanced at him helplessly: "Where is the Sixth Harbin Pharmaceutical Factory?"

"It looks similar to Notre Dame de Paris." Ivan shrugged: "In the coldest place in Northeast China, the ice sculptures there are very beautiful."

"That's strange." Hermione smiled, smiled for a while and then fell silent: "Have you really made your decision?"

"You have to give it a try..." Alvin smiled.

Hermione pursed her lips: "Then what if you can't come back..."

"Then I will find a way to come back in my lifetime." Ivan emphasized: "Don't forget, I am not only a human, I also control the power of a dragon, and I have at least a thousand years of life, which is enough for me to find my way back. .”

"But if you come back, I will be very old..." Hermione said dullly, "Or maybe I will be dead..."

"You won't." Ivan blinked: "I promise you."

"I'm still worried..." Hermione held Alvin's hand tightly. She looked at Alvin and hesitated to speak. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't help but said: "You won't provoke other girls. Bar?"

"Of course not." Alvin promised.

"It's over, you will definitely do it..." Hermione sighed sadly: "I promised so readily..."

"I..." Ivan couldn't say anything for a moment.

"Okay, don't be unhappy, I will be back as soon as possible." Ivan comforted.

Hermione snorted, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly looked at Alvin eagerly: "If...I mean if...I'm with you..."

"Then there is a high probability that you will travel back to Hogwarts half a year ago." Ivan said helplessly: "Based on Nico Flamel's current inference, time travel is not a characteristic of the door, but a characteristic of me."

"Just like the six of us dragon slayers, I was the only one who traveled to this world." Ivan said.

"Okay..." Hermione looked disappointed.

"Don't worry, Hermione." Luna said gently: "I believe that Alvin will come back successfully."

"You are too confident." Hermione was helpless. She really didn't know what to say to Luna's simple thoughts.

Luna looked at Hermione and then at Alvin: "I can often dream about the scene when Alvin destroyed the dementors. I have admired him since the day I entered school, so I believe in him more than I believe in myself. .”

When Hermione heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then looked at Luna in disbelief, and then turned her questioning eyes to Alvin.

Ivan pursed his lips and spread his hands gently: "Why, I'm so strong, is it normal for Luna to admire me?"

"Adoration?" Hermione looked at him angrily: "Do you think this is worship?"

"It's true that I admire you, and I also like it a little bit." Luna added.

Alvin: "..."

Hermione: "..."

Well, parting was imminent, and the three of them did not continue to discuss this issue.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the three people's day trip to Paris ended.

Dumbledore disapparated and took the three of them back to old Nico's house. Nico Flamel had been waiting for a long time.

"Are you ready, Alvin?" Old Nico asked gently.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Flamel..." Ivan said, pulling Dumbledore aside, and then took out a bag from his arms and handed it to him.

Dumbledore took the bag and glanced at Alvin: "This is..."

"Dragon-slaying magic and the Sorcerer's Stone." Ivan said: "If I can't come back in a short time...it will be one year. If I fail to come back after one year, please give these things to Hermione."

"Of course..." Ivan raised his eyebrows slightly: "As a reward for the transaction, you can practice these magics at will - except for the magic of the underworld, I don't recommend it to you or Hermione. I personally recommend that you practice Tianlong magic. Then Milder.”

"I remember you said before..." Dumbledore looked at Ivan: "Dragon-killing magic will turn people into dragons?"

"That's right..." Ivan nodded, thought for a while and then said: "But if you learn to identify with this dragon power, the results will be different. Of course, for a young person like you, It may be difficult for wizards over [-] years old..."

"Do you believe Miss Granger can do it?" Dumbledore asked cheerfully.

"Yes, I believe she can do it." Ivan nodded: "She is not the smartest girl I have ever seen, but she is definitely the smartest."

"I'll take the liberty to ask..." Dumbledore whispered: "What about Miss Lovegood?"

"Of course she can also learn - by the way, she is the smartest girl I have ever seen." Alvin whispered.

Dumbledore looked at him happily: "You are not only the most talented boy I have ever seen, but you are also the most charming boy."

"I thought you would say I'm a philanderer." Ivan murmured in a low voice: "I admit, maybe because of magic, some of my distracting thoughts will be stronger..."

"No, no, no, I think it's more of your personal problem..." Dumbledore shook his head honestly and winked at Ivan: "Of course there's nothing wrong with that. As long as you have that ability, I believe you won't do something like the new and the old. Disgraceful thing, this is your freedom from each other.”

"Okay, okay..." Alvin nodded: "We're almost ready to start - besides, I'm really not a playboy."

"I understand, I understand..." Dumbledore nodded, and the two of them returned to the shuttle door in muttering.

"Are you ready, Alvin?" Old Nico asked.

"Ready." Ivan turned to look at Hermione: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hermione plunged into Alvin's arms, then she turned her head and kissed Alvin lightly on the cheek.

"Oh...hehehe..." Old Nico looked at the two of them happily: "It's good to be young."

Hermione leaned into Ivan's ear and whispered: "I will settle the accounts with you when you come back regarding Luna."

"The problem is not with me!" Ivan argued.

"Really?" Hermione raised her eyebrows: "Then you can come back later. Luna may be married by then. Of course, I will always wait for you."

"How can you make decisions for others? This is not good..." Ivan said dryly.

"Tsk, boy..." Hermione rolled her eyes at him: "Okay, don't think I don't know what you are thinking..."

As she said that, she tightened her grip on Alvin's clothes: "No matter what excessive thoughts you have, at least you have to come back before talking about it, so promise me... you must come back!"

"Ah, I know." Alvin gently stroked Hermione's little head: "Wait for me!"