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Now that he met Hermione, the shopping plan was cancelled, so Field took the Granger family on a tour of Platinum Lane, which is honestly not much different from Diagon Lane in the UK, maybe relatively clean and tidy, and then there are more shops selling magic perfumes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Magical perfumes were made to make witch money, and of course Hermione and Mrs. Granger plunged headlong into the enchanted perfume shop, and they didn't leave until Mr. Granger was covered with large bags and small bags.

Looking at Mr. Granger with a wry smile, at least Field confirmed one thing, that is, in Europe, the profession of a Muggle dentist is really lucrative, you must know that the price of magic perfumes is generally not cheap, not to mention that they are still in the most expensive magic perfume shop in Platinum Lane.

It was still very hot in France at the end of July, and the Grangers, who had spent most of their elves in the magic perfumery, were a little exhausted, so Field invited them to the 'Nice Studio'.

"Lele, remember to prepare your favorite French dinner tonight, we have guests. As soon as Field entered, he said to Lele, who was guarding the store.

"Okay, little master, I'll go and prepare. Lele bowed respectfully and walked to the kitchen.

"Field, do you have a lot of house-elves in Studio Nice?" asked Hermione, frowning, while Mr. Granger and his wife were discussing the magical items on the counter of Studio Nice.

"There are three, all of them from Nice, Hermione I know what you're going to say. The people of the Nice family are not in the habit of squeezing the house elves, we see the house elves more as experimental assistants, and many of our jobs will need them as assistants. "Field knew what Hermione was going to say.

"But they don't get paid, they don't have time to rest. Hermione said stubbornly.

Field had no choice but to explain to him that even if they gave money to the house-elves, they wouldn't ask for it, and the house-elves in the 'Nice Studio' were very idle, "They just finished a two-year vacation before, and when Grandma Nice and I came back, I saw that they were all not good, they needed to work, otherwise they would feel unmotivated to live." ”

The two argued for a while, and at last Mr. Granger came out to play the round.

"Hermione, don't quarrel over such a thing, anyway, Field, I remember your surname was Diggory, and you were still English, but why did that house-elf just call you little master?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Granger, Grandma Nice is actually my aunt and grandmother, but the Nice family has no heir, so I was adopted to the Nice family, and when I am seventeen years old, I will change my surname to Nice, and then become the heir of the Nice family, which is a 'mysterious contract'. Field explained his situation. (I'm digging again, I'll tell you first, don't ask me what kind of pit it is, you'll know by the end of the book)

After explaining his situation, Field took the Granger family on a tour of the 'Nice Studio', a prestigious magical object-making studio in the wizarding world, the 'Nice Studio' is a mysterious place for most wizards, let alone Muggles like the Grangers.

Just as Field was about to go to the library on the second floor after taking the Granger family on a tour of several labs on the first floor, Lebi, the house-elf in charge of the store, found Field. The 'Nice Studio' has come to visit.

Field could only leave Lebi and take the Granger family on the tour, while he went to the front store to receive customers. It also happens that Granger's family are Muggles, and Hermione also likes house-elves, otherwise if a pure-blood wizard comes to the house, and you ask a house-elf to accompany you, maybe there will be a duel, because it is very rude.

"Welcome, welcome to the 'Nice Studio'. Field greeted as he stepped into the store.

"Uh-huh, is Mrs. Filna Ness there?" a slightly 'hoarse' female voice came from the couch.

Field hurried to the rest area, and was about to speak to the old witch, when he saw a stunning young girl.

Yes, the girl in front of her, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, did give Field a sense of amazement, first of all, long silver hair like a waterfall, which was very eye-catching, and then blue eyes, which made people feel lost when they looked at each other. If it weren't for the girl's somewhat "hoarse" voice (you can think of it as magnetic), Field would have almost called her a masterpiece of God.

"Sorry, I was rude. In the Lower Field Diggory. At this time, Field also found that he was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl.

"Don't worry. I'm Fleur Delacour. The girl replied with a smile, revealing a row of very neat white teeth, as if she had become accustomed to the fact that others were surprised at her beauty.

However, after hearing Fleur Delacour's name, Field in front of him was stunned for a longer time, "Fleur Delacour, the future top three warriors, Ron's sister-in-law?"

"Excuse me, Miss Delacour, do you need anything?" asked Field, gathering his thoughts.

"Oh, I'll get Mrs. Ness to make me a wand. Fleur placed a long box on the coffee table.

"Of course, Mrs. Ness went out to buy magic materials, and if you don't mind, I can help you measure them first. Field said, pulling out a magic tape measure.

"Of course, Mr. Diggory, you should be in school at your age, aren't we? Are we Beauxbatons alumni?" asked Fleur as she stood up.

"Oh- I'm British, I go to Hogwarts, Miss Delacour, please come here, and you can call me Field, we're not very old, we don't have to be like those pure-bloods. Field motioned for Fleur to stand in front of a mirror.

"Poof-" Fleur couldn't help but laugh when she heard Field say pure-blood, "Sorry, okay Field, you can call me Fleur." ”

"Of course, Fleur, you can stand on this low stool. Field motioned for Fleur to stand, then snapped his fingers, and the magic tape measure began to automatically measure Fleur's arm span and elbow-to-wrist length.

"By the way, Field, you're British, but why did you come to France and still work in the 'Nice Studio'. Fleur asked.

Field pointed his wand at the counter, and the magic quill on the counter began to automatically record the size. "Because this is my home, I am the grandson of Mrs. Nice, but my parents both work in England, so I chose to study at Hogwarts, you know, I also received an offer from Beauxbatons back then, and I remember that it was the Deputy Headmaster, Mrs. Cazorla Myers, who wrote the letter. ”

"You know Professor Cazorla Myers, that seems to be true. No wonder you speak French so well, I plan to work in the UK when I graduate, but my English is terrible. Fleur muttered and said something in English, but Fieldren didn't hear what she was saying, it seems that Fleur's English is really worrying.