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It's sunny in Paris in July, but of course it's still a bit hot.

Wang Yong was on the banks of the Seine, looking at the Beauxbatons girl basking in the sun on the river beach, and at the same time writing a letter to Susan, who was in Italy.

Dear Susan,

I'm on vacation in France right now, and I'm having a pretty good time. French magic, you know, is always full of colorful techniques, but the effect is mediocre. But Beauxbatons ...... Ahem.

Are you having fun in Italy? Whether it's going to an ancient Roman city, enjoying the snow in the Alps, or melting in a field of glorious sunshine in southern Italy. I miss your face so much.

I'm probably going to Canada in a while, and I can only hope to see you before September 1st.

Kiss you again

Wang Yong

Wang Yong pecked the kitten with the ice cream next to her, and then she lifted one leg and asked Wang Yong to tie her letter up.

"Wang Yong, are you really going to Canada?" Hermione asked curiously.

She and her parents were also on vacation in Paris, and they happened to meet on the famous Champs-Élysées in Paris. The Gauls were indeed high-profile, and the Rue des Châchanés was openly located in the heart of the Champs-Elysées.

When the two bumped into each other, it seemed that the past suspicions disappeared in an instant.

Of course, Hermione would never admit that it was because Wang Yong didn't have a girl by her side this time, which made her a little proudly happy.

"Well, northern Canada is still good." Wang Yong blinked his eyes and showed a hint of a smile.

More or less, he always likes to create a little mystery for himself.

"Northern ......" Hermione was a little puzzled, what was there in northern Canada, except for ice fields, tundra, in Hudson Bay, where millions of square kilometers of land were empty, not even ice and snow, only barren mountains and rocks.

After a while, her eyes lit up: "You are not going to go to the United States as well, although we think that Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world, but it is said that Ilvermorny is also good, and there are some different directions of magic research there." ”

"Ilvermorny?" Wang Yong laughed dumbly. The wizarding world in the United States focuses on combining modern technology and magic, and even studies human abilities, but after all, the magic background is still not comparable to that of the United Kingdom.

Back then, Grindelwald swept the entire continent in Europe, and also went to the United States to turn the United States upside down and retreated, which shows that the American wizarding world is like that.

"I went to Canada mainly to see if there were any special magical creatures there."

"Well, yes. I'm also quite interested in magical creatures, but I'm still a little familiar with the British mainland, of course, I've read about it in books, and many of them haven't seen the real thing, and it's really exciting to see what magical creatures are on the American continent. When you're back, be sure to tell me about it. ”

"Hmm." Wang Yong smiled and nodded. Then he habitually touched Hermione's head until he suddenly realized it......

Hermione's face flushed, but she didn't seem to be very disgusted by any other movements.

The moment was awkward.

Wang Yongyan smiled and withdrew his hand.

"I mean, can I go to Canada with you?" Hermione suddenly raised her head and met Wang Yong's eyes, although her face was very red, her gaze was very determined.

"Huh?" Wang Yong didn't expect Hermione to come out of nowhere.

"You're only twelve, and I'm going to the Yukon Territory in Canada, which is barren."

Hermione gave Wang Yong a rare coquettish look: "You are only twelve years old." And I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from you, and I even feel that I can't catch up at all. Let's see how you improve. ”

"Your parents?"

"It's okay, I've been independent since I was a child, and they never care where I'm going, even the moon."

"Lunar ......" Wang Yong smiled speechlessly, and then his smile did not slowly calm down.

"I say, Hermione......"

"Well, you say, I'll listen."

"I mean, I'm not the decent person you think I am, we're not all the way in a way. There may be black magic, there may be all kinds of cruelty, and there may even be murder...... Are you sure. Wang Yong turned his ebony wand, but his eyes looked into the distance, maybe it was the Arc de Triomphe, maybe it was a sharp corner of the Eiffel Tower.

Hermione's face changed, and she realized that Wang Yong wasn't joking.

Wang Yong looked at her shocked look, stood up, and with a swing of her black robe, disappeared into the corner of the street.

He was amused by his actions as he made his way to the airboat port on this side of Paris.

What were you just doing? It's ridiculous to let twelve-year-old Hermione follow her into the dark arts.

He sped up.

But suddenly, the back swing of the long-distance run was grabbed by a small hand.

He looked back at Hermione, who had her head bowed slightly, and there seemed to be a little tear on her face.

"I'll go with you." She said firmly.

Wang Yong's face couldn't help but bloom with a certain smile, whether his wish was fulfilled, whether someone was no longer lonely on the road, or simply felt - well, very good.

He took Hermione's hand and ran towards the transnational airship.

Hermione burst into tears and laughed, and the laughter of the two of them spilled over the Champs-Élysées.

Wonderful, twelve years old to go on an adventure.

……

Across the Atlantic, of course, you can go in a Muggle plane, and of course the traditional wizarding airship is the most interesting. It's huge, it's very smooth, everyone can have their own small room, and through the window you can see the blue sky and the white clouds. And you can get to the United States in two days, which is relatively convenient.

Hermione and Wang Yong were in the same room on one of the airboats called the Golden Jasmine, and the two of them sat on the two beds opposite each other, stretching their legs, relaxing for the rush along the way.

The two looked at each other, but suddenly felt that their faces were a little hot. Hurriedly looked away.

Look out the window.

Outside the window, it was the fine afternoon air, the clouds were so white, the blue sky was blue and a little lavender, and the airship was flying across the English Channel, through Portsmouth, towards the deep Atlantic.

The water in the distance is blue, purple, and even has a black feel. As far as the eye can see, you can't see the edges.

Wang Yong seemed to remember some ancient memories, and he was in a trance for a while.

"What's wrong?" Hermione stepped forward and gently grabbed Wang Yong's hand. In this small space for two people, these intimate movements seem so natural.

"Nothing. Remembered something from the past. Wang Yong stroked Hermione's little head.

"Let me see what you've been learning lately. Let me study the research. Wang Yong turned around.

"Okay, let Professor Wang guide me well." Hermione said teasingly.

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