[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

Claire had been to Poland many years ago, but at that time she just stayed in the upper reaches of the Vistula River for three days in order to follow the footprints of magical creatures, and then left Poland with her companions for Germany. It was winter in Poland at that time. Wrapped in a thick coat, she walked in the ice and snow by the Vistula River, listening casually to her partner talking about the Muggles that were provoked by the first Dark Lord Grindelwald in the 40s and Hitler, the war lunatic in the Muggle world at that time. What kind of damage has the world war caused to this country.

"The upper reaches of the Vistula River is Krakow. During that war, all the teachers of the oldest university in Poland in Krakow were massacred. Sixty kilometers southwest of Krakow is the Auschwitz concentration camp."

Back then, the partner's words only carried the vague place name lightly, until now, the city with its unique red roof of Gothic architecture has become clear in Clare's eyes.

Krakow's July colors are bright and vivid, and the eyes shine on the layers of bright red roofs, dancing with golden light.This is an ancient city. The stones paved on the streets have long been polished smooth and translucent. There are hawkers on the street wearing medieval knight armor to solicit business. Walking by, the horseshoe stepped on the stone street, making a crisp dada sound.

Claire was walking down the street in a black wizard robe. The midday sun was extremely harsh. She frowned tightly. She couldn't cast a cooling spell in front of Muggles, so she could only raise her hand from time to time to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead.Elena ran around her, but her attention was quickly distracted by the flowers on the window sills of the houses in the street.

Claire was holding a map of Krakow bought from a vendor at the Florian Gate for ten pounds. While looking at the lines on the map, she was looking at the house numbers of the houses on the street.

Before leaving Hogwarts, Dumbledore gave her an address, saying that a former student of his lived on Groddzka Street in Krakow, and it was this student who told him that he used to live in Krakow. Koff has met the Lagerfelds. If Claire comes to Krakow, she can visit this alumnus first.

Claire was full of confidence when she went. Dumbledore once suggested that she take Muggle transportation. After all, she grew up in the Muggle world, so she should be more comfortable with Muggle transportation than ordinary wizards, but she refused, facing herself She was going to cross the English Channel and most of Europe on a broomstick, she said to Dumbledore very proudly: "Don't worry, Headmaster, my flying class results are much better than Snape's!"

After three days of flying, Claire just wanted to go back three days ago and tell Dumbledore honestly: "I'm sorry, Headmaster, I've been out of touch with the Muggle world for too long, and I don't even dare to fly."

She hid the broom outside the old city wall, and then entered the city with Elena in her arms, but it was too difficult to find someone with only a piece of paper with a string of addresses written on it. She tried to ask Flo A peddler in knight armor at the city gate of Ryan told her in broken English full of Eastern European tongue-rolling style: "Buy a map, and you won't have any worries."

It took Claire 2 minutes to recognize his pronunciation, and then felt that it was very reasonable, so she took out the pound sterling that had been exchanged for Galleons at Gringotts from her pocket, and picked the one with the smallest denomination, and felt that the map was so important Things definitely cannot be bought with the smallest denomination currency, so she took out a ten pound note and handed it to the peddler, fearing that the peddler would regret selling such an important map to herself so cheaply, so she took the map and turned around. just run.

Fortunately, although the English accent of the peddler who bought the map was touching, the markings on the map were all in English, which allowed her to walk to the street of Groddzka Street smoothly.

Before she had time to cheer and be moved, she found that Elena, who had been running around her, was gone.

Groddzka Street is close to the Central Market Square in the center of Krakow’s ancient city, and is very close to the local train station. At noon, it is the time when there are the most people. When she turned her head, she saw only the surging flow of people, but did not see Iraqis. Lena's trace.

Elena is a magic cat, she won't get lost, but Claire is still afraid that it will encounter some danger, so she immediately put away the map and walked in the direction she came from.

As soon as she walked out of the central market square, two rather young girls stopped her, shook the camera hanging around her neck, and asked her in fluent English: "Hey, are you a witch?"

This was Claire's first conversation with Muggles in many years, but she was taken aback by what the two Muggle girls said.

She believed that she did not perform any magic after entering the city, so it was impossible for Muggles to recognize her, but the expressions of these two girls were very serious, and it seemed that something had gone wrong.

She silently pulled out the wand hidden in the wide sleeve robe, and was about to turn the two girls to a secluded corner to cast them all, and then heard one of the girls say: "Can we take a photo with you?" Since we entered the city, all we have seen are hawkers dressed as knights, but we haven’t seen peddlers dressed as witches yet.”

Claire: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "... beat... a peddler dressed as... a witch?"

"That's right!" the girl said with a smile, then tilted her head and looked to her side, "What do you sell?" She saw the map in Claire's hand, "Do you sell maps?"

Claire looked at the rolled-up map in her hand following their eyes, and then received it behind her, coughed twice, and said hesitantly: "I'm not a peddler... just..." She saw the map hanging around the girl's neck. Camera, anyway, she still remembers how the Muggle camera looks like. After all, there was one at home when she was a child. Aunt Carly used it to take pictures of her when she was a child, and then sent it to her parents far away, including her occasional visits in the United States. Aunt Carly, will be caught by Aunt Carly to take some photos.

"I charge according to the contract." Claire said solemnly, "After all, I am the only one in Krakow who dresses up as a witch, so I don't sell anything else, and I only charge according to the contract."

"How much will it cost?" Another girl asked.

Claire clenched the map in her hand: "Ten pounds."

"It's so expensive!" The two girls exclaimed.

"Is ten pounds expensive?" Claire asked blankly.

"It's very expensive!" the girl said angrily. "Just taking a photo with us will charge us ten pounds. The knight who sells maps at the gate of the city only needs to buy a map for one pound, and he can take a photo with him for free."

Claire: "????!!!!"

After the two girls left, Claire took out the map bought at the gate of the city for ten pounds, her hands trembling a little.

When she first came to the Muggle world, she had a little understanding of the cruelty of this world.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was a float tour in the central market square. The crowds around the square were dense, but the other streets were extremely empty. Claire took the map and walked towards the ancient city gate along the Florianska Street where she came. , while walking, calling Elena's name.

Without the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Krakow's stone paths are more beautiful and quiet. At a glance, they are all red pointed roofs. The age is very long, and brightly colored flowers are blooming on the window sills of every house, reflecting the bright and clean windows.The street performer who was playing the violin on the street corner had already packed up his violin case and change, and was about to go to a more lively place. When he passed by Claire, he smiled and hummed an extremely brisk melody.

Claire knew nothing about being teased by a young Muggle boy. She walked forward very fast. The suede boots made no sound on the cobblestone street, but she could feel the sound from the hem of her robe flying high. I could see her slightly anxious mood at this time.

Although Elena is a magical cat, the longer it disappears, the more worried Clare becomes. There are also precedents of magical pets being killed by Muggles in the wizarding world.

When she walked to the entrance of an alley, she suddenly heard a short cat meow, high-pitched, with a happy cooing sound.

She immediately turned into the alley, and saw a black cat tail swaying. She was about to call out Elena's name, but found a person squatting in front of Elena. That person was the same as Elena. There is a bell tied with colorful feathers in between. The bell floats in mid-air, with the feathers dangling in front of Irina. Irina raised her head, looked at the feathers without blinking, and then stretched out her front paws to grab the feathers. .

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, wrapped his body tightly, and wore a black gentleman's hat on his head. The wide brim of the hat covered his entire face in the shadows, and Claire couldn't see his appearance. All he could see was a tough chin with a little stubble and the other's tightly pressed thin lips.

And after he found Claire, the floating bell suddenly rang violently, and then shot straight towards Claire. Claire quickly pulled out the wand, and a green light shot out from the tip of the wand, hitting the On the bell, then wrapped the bell and flew to the side.

The bell was still making a crisp sound when it fell to the ground. After seeing that it was Claire, Elena immediately ran towards her with joy. Claire lowered herself down, grabbed Elena into her arms, and looked forward , the man had already stood up, he patted the creases on the black windbreaker, and lowered the brim of the gentleman's hat a little more.

Claire frowned, dressed like this in July, this person is really suspicious.

Could it be a dark wizard wandering in a foreign country?Being able to use wandless magic seems like a stubble.

She took a step back calmly and asked, "Are you a wizard?"

The man didn't answer, but just put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker and walked towards the entrance of the alley. Claire's vigilance immediately raised to the highest level. I saw a pair of deep blue eyes in the shadow of the brim of the black gentleman hat.