"Clark, look over there!"

"And over there."

"It's so beautiful!"

Under the bright sunshine, it is one of the most beautiful avenues in the world, and the wide road of the eight-lane road is lined with dense forests and merchants.

Patrolling policemen rode tall horses and kept the streets safe.

Neat and elegant Ottoman buildings line the streets, and if you look closely, you can see that there are a variety of world-famous high-end shopping outlets.

Visitors come to the city, walking in front of the rows of luxury stores, and the beautiful windows are full of dazzling goods.

Between the shops, there are fountains, sculptures, street lamps, benches, newspaper kiosks and other leisure buildings, which dilute the temptation of materialism and add a bit of leisure and comfort to the whole street.

If you're tired of walking, you can also find one of the ubiquitous open-air coffee shops or ice cream carts, where delicious sweets will always replenish your energy.

And this is the Champs-Élysées in Paris, a paradise full of prosperity and temptation, a world-famous fashion street.

Clark was walking down the long street with Hermione, the two of them holding an ice cream in one hand, enjoying the cold and sweet taste while watching the bustling scene on both sides.

A house-elf dressed in red, dressed like a doorman, followed behind them with a large bag and a small bag.

As for why Clark, who is obviously busy with something, appears here with Hermione, who is going to travel, the specific story has to start a few days ago.

……

It was a Wednesday morning.

Clark remembered it well, and asked him why he knew it so well, for it was a rare sunny day in the hazy days of London in a row.

Escorted by a butler, he arrived at Heathrow International Airport in the west of London in a small car, preparing to take a flight from London to Paris.

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the departure hall, he heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, Clark, look here!"

Clark chuckled in his heart, turned his head to look, and saw that it was Hermione who was calling him, and the girl was standing there with her hands behind her back, and she gave him a smug smile.

"Why are you here?" Clark lowered his voice and leaned over to her.

Then he looked at the middle-aged couple standing behind Hermione, one of them had the same brown hair as Hermione, and the other looked very similar to Hermione.

"Who are these two?"

"This is my father, this is my mother." Hermione deliberately sold out and introduced her parents first.

"Hello Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, I'm Hermione's classmate, Clark Pritter." Clark hurriedly introduced himself with the most appropriate etiquette.

Mr. Granger, who was a dentist, looked at Clark for a moment with a scrutinizing gaze, especially his teeth, as if he was about to pull a dental drill out of his pocket and give it to Clark.

And Hermione's mother, Mrs. Granger, was very kind, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"We know that Hermione always mentions you to us after the holidays, she is the first in her grade and has excellent grades, right? But she didn't tell us that you, the first in your grade, are still such a handsome young man. ”

Mr. Granger's gaze is getting worse and worse, maybe the one he wants to take out has changed from a dental drill to pliers, a dentist, and it is normal to carry a tool for extracting teeth with him.

"Where, where, you've won the prize."

Clark hurriedly responded politely, and hurriedly left under the pretext of going to check in.

In fact, where does he need to check in, as a high-level VIP customer of Air France, flying in first class, naturally someone has already arranged everything for him, he only needs to sit in the private VIP lounge and wait for a while.

It's just that his back is almost soaked, and it's really strange to think that he, a teleporter who specializes in spiritual powers, can be suppressed by the gaze of a Muggle man, and his whole body is uncomfortable.

Seeing Clark leave, Hermione didn't even say anything to save her.

"I said why you are making a fuss about leaving today," said Mrs. Granger, "for you were waiting here to see the handsome guys, but when everyone is gone, why didn't you say goodbye to him just now?" ”

Hermione smiled, hugged her mother's arm and didn't speak, while Mr. Granger snorted coldly, "Okay, let's go to the lounge first, and the plane will leave in a while." ”

Although the countries are different, Mr. Granger seems to have understood the Chinese proverb "the poor raise a son and a rich daughter".

Even though it was only a two-hour flight, he chose to fly in business class so that his good daughter could see it for a long time and not be confused by some glamorous looking boys.

The family of three sits in the spacious and bright lounge, sipping on a French breakfast prepared by the so-called Michelin-starred chef, quietly waiting for the start of the journey.

It's just that when Clarke, accompanied by the VIP room staff, arrived at the tarmac in a special car, and then boarded the plane in advance through the special channel, it was not surprising to see that Hermione's family was actually on the same flight as him.

This?

Clarke's doubts suddenly appeared, he had also read the original book, and knew that Hermione's family had obviously gone to France for a vacation during the summer vacation after the end of the second grade, why did it advance a year earlier this time?

If you want to follow him, it's absolutely impossible!

Hermione's father was a dentist, and although dentists in the UK were considered a high-income group and could establish their own network, they were still a little short of reaching him.

Could it be because of the butterfly wings he instigated? But how did Hermione know he was going to France?

With this doubt, after boarding the plane, Clark directly found the full-time flight attendant who served him and whispered instructions to her.

On the other hand, Mr. Granger didn't know that his daughter's male classmate was on the same plane as them.

As soon as you board the plane, you can immediately conclude that it's good to have money!

Compared to Economy Class at the back of the plane, Business Class has more seating space with an anti-herringbone design, which is completely suitable for people to stretch their feet and lie down.

And as soon as I sat down in my seat, a flight attendant stepped forward to help hang up the coat I had taken off, delivered drinks and toiletry bags, and handed over the menu for this flight.

Mr. Granger had heard that Air France's business class offered French cuisine designed by Michelin-starred chefs was as good as that of a high-end French restaurant.

However, while the couple was pondering what to eat for lunch, Hermione stood up and looked towards the gate frequently, but she didn't see the expected figure until the last passenger had boarded the plane.

And just as she sat down sullenly, a beautiful flight attendant big sister walked up to the family with a smile on her face.