This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After being recommended by Fred and George, Bill was also curious about Vincent.

He still regrets not being able to win a House Cup for Gryffindor during his school days.

"He is Lord Nico's apprentice. He should participate in next year's alchemy exchange competition, right?"

Fred pointed to the club badge that was always on on his chest.

"This is a magic camera he made in one night. When an improved model that can record is released, I think it is possible for him to become a referee."

Bill waved his hand towards it, "This little thing can really capture an entire scene like a Muggle camera?"

"Okay, I tried it with the video recorder at home."

While he was marveling, a wizard dressed in a suit approached the Weiss family with a camera.

"Arthur Weiss as director?"

Arthur, who was discussing with Molly whether to go to the pyramid, looked over in confusion.

The tall and thin man wearing glasses seemed to be a reporter from the Daily Prophet, the same one who took pictures of the couple when they received their bonus last time.

"Martin? I didn't expect to meet you here."

The male reporter smiled and said, "Yes, what a coincidence.

The newspaper sent me over to see if there were any new interpretations of Cuiyu Records, but I was already prepared to return without success. "

Arthur shook hands with him politely, "Is your newspaper in short supply of news recently?"

"Alas, the news these days is all about speculation about Gilderoy Lockhart's final trial, and the editors who everyone is most concerned about won't let it be reported."

The whole thing in Knockturn Alley is over, but the trick carefully laid out by the Wizard Card is not over yet.

But the gentlemen activated their money-making abilities, and wizarding newspapers across the UK dared to report on "The Quibbler".

"Everyone has his own difficulties." Arthur thought of another black magic item seizure operation some time ago.

In just the past year, more have been seized than last year.

"By the way, Mr. Weiss." Martin raised the camera in his hand.

"Since we are so destined, how about I take a photo of your family?"

"Tomorrow's headlines?"

He smiled awkwardly, "The editor-in-chief has given a fatal mission, but there has been no new interpretation of the Jade Record in recent decades."

This reporter is still too honest.

If it were Rita Skeeter, she would be able to write a piece of news that shocked the wizarding world in less than two hours.

Arthur looked at Molly and agreed to the request after getting approval.

There are nine members of Weslai's family, all with their backs facing three magnificent pyramids.

Ron held Ben Ben in his hands.

Fred, who was standing next to him, screamed strangely, "Oh, baby Ronnie, are you going to praise Percy's abandoned pet as the most noble mouse in the wizarding world?"

"Hey! Bamban is part of our family too!"

Seeing his ears turning red quickly, Fred stopped teasing, "Okay, I know you cherish your little baby.

Ron turned away and moved closer to Molly.

"Okay, everyone, please behave naturally!" Martin put his index finger on the shutter.

When Wes came to the family and looked at the camera with a smile, he took a photo that could be placed on the front page of a newspaper.

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Venice is a famous tourist destination in northeastern Italy and is known as one of the most romantic cities in the world.

It is a city built on the water. The urban area covers more than a hundred artificial islands along the Adriatic Sea, and there are 117 criss-crossing waterways.

The architecture, paintings, sculptures, operas, etc. here have an extremely important position and influence in the world.

Piazza San Marco was crowded with people at the end of June, and the Wayne family regretted it as soon as they entered.

After all, it is a tourist attraction, so be crowded.

The square is not too big and you can walk around it in half an hour.

Coming out of St. Mark's Basilica, they climbed up to the rebuilt St. Mark's bell tower in front.

Vincent looked at the tourists lining up outside the square waiting for boating.

"Mom and Dad, I remember there weren't so many people when we came here, right?"

Eric shrugged, "It's like this during peak tourist season."

Forget Rome and Milan, Florence should be better.

As for Sicily…

"Dad, have you ever dealt with the Mafia?"

"I don't." Eric paused, "But the old man does.

He said that when he was young, he was robbed by a family, so he led his crew to fight with them. "

Vincent gasped.

I didn't expect that my amiable grandpa would be so violent.

"What happened next?"

"Later, he attacked someone's base and almost killed the boss of that family."

"They didn't come back with revenge?"

"It should have been solved. I remember that before I went to Yin Dun to study, I never saw anyone in a suit coming to look for trouble."

"Hiss-" Vincent felt that his brain was lacking oxygen.

No wonder my father believes that big fists are the last word. It turns out he inherited this from his father.

Coming down from the bell tower, the Wayne family walked towards the St. Mark's Library opposite.

The long arcade set up by classical columns outside is a good place for shade, and the relief decoration inside is also full of artistic flavor.

Yin Fulin looked particularly excited after going up the stairs.

The Waynes, in contrast, followed her idly.

There is only one floor of the library and I spent almost an hour browsing there.

"Are you impatient?"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

They went down another staircase and came to the area of ​​the square dedicated to shops.

Eric ignored Vincent's evil look and walked straight past an outdoor pizza shop.

There was a coffee shop in front, and Yin Fulin ignored it as well.

Goodbye pineapple pizza!

Goodbye, iced American style!

Near evening, a family of three walked out of the souvenir shop.

There were not many tourists left in the square.

"Go back?" Eric held four or five shopping bags in both hands. "The only means of transportation here are bicycles and boats."

Yin Fulin lowered her head and glanced at the skirt on her body, "That's not a boat, it's called a 'gondola', and it's a slender hand-rowed boat."

When you come, you take the water bus, and when you leave, you have to experience the gondola.

It’s 50 euros an hour, which is about the same price as the bus.

The boatman was quite talkative and said, “You should go to Murano Island to see there are more than 100 glass factories there.

There is also Burano Island, where the houses are all painted in bright colors, just like the Rainbow Island in the fairy tale. "

The train station can already be seen, and he is still visiting more attractions with the Wayne family.

"Thank you, we will definitely go and have a look next time."

Seeing the family of three resolutely walk into the station, the hospitable boatman could only express regret.

Getting on the train back to Campogaliano, Eric squinted and opened his wallet.

St. Mark's Square is free, but there are fees for the Campanile and the Library.

In addition to the slightly expensive souvenirs, more than 300 euros were spent in one day.

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