Chapter 18: Hermione's Return, the Curtain Rises

The sunset is like blood, staining the sunset red.

Clark and Hermione left the unfinished building, and no one spoke along the way.

And just like that, the silence lasted until they returned to the hotel lobby door.

"Clark, I always felt that something was wrong, and we really wanted to help that ...... That woman? ”

Hermione turned and looked at Clark.

"I thought you could hold back and go back to your room." Clark made a joke as he ushered Hermione to the private seat on the side of the lobby.

"I'm not kidding! Although I sympathize with Miss Coyra's plight, I don't know why, she always gives me the feeling that something is wrong. ”

"Two lattes, thanks, no sugar." With Clark's instructions, two lattes appeared on the table in front of them in an instant.

"Clark!" Hermione's eyes widened and her mouth pursed.

"I know that being angry, emotional, and a little nervous is just a normal sign of a wizard, but even so, I don't believe a word of what she says. That's exactly what I'm going to tell you. Anything, no one, should listen to what he says, but look at what he does and how he does it. ”

"Then why do you ......?"

"Do you still want to promise her?" Clark picked up the cup and took a sip, the bitter and sour taste was very mellow.

"If we had continued to argue with her and pointed out some flaws or problems in her story, do you think she would have told the truth?"

"That's ......," Hermione didn't know how to answer.

"Besides, if we refused, do you think we could have left there intact?"

Clark leaned back in his chair and looked at her.

"Besides, Nicol Lemay entrusted it to me, which means that as soon as I fulfill Kuira's request, the deal between us will be concluded, and whatever happens will end up with his endorsement.

While I think he's just as unreliable an old bastard as Professor Dumbledore, that doesn't stop me from believing in his influence in the French wizarding world! ”

"What's more, what did I do in this matter? I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I just gave two poor homeless people a job to feed on, so what's the problem? ”

"You're quibbling if the necklace really belongs to the countess?" Hermione retorted.

"So what? Justice may be late, but it will never be absent. If that Miss Coyla had been a thief, I think she would have paid for her actions.

And during this period of time, I won't do nothing, don't worry, I know it. ”

Hermione naturally had nothing to say, in fact, she didn't know why she would suddenly say these words impulsively, wanting to prevent Keak from participating in this matter.

Perhaps there was indeed some kind of unique charm in that Miss Coola's body, which made her feel inferior and worried.

Or perhaps, it was this short seven or eight days of foreign travel that made her see the gap between herself and Clark,

Clark was vaguely aware of this, but he knew that this kind of thing could only be figured out by Hermione herself.

In the days that followed, Clark and Hermione's family returned to their normal travel routine.

He accompanied Hermione and her parents to visit all the tourist attractions in Paris.

Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame Cathedral, Jardin du Luxembourg, Louvre, Place de la Bastille, Palace of Versailles, ......

The whole itinerary was properly arranged under the opening of money, and it really carried out the word "play" to the end, as if he had left the matter of Kuyla behind.

However, plans never change as fast as they come.

"What? Get back! How long have we been out? Hermione's voice was a little shrill with excitement.

"Baby! We've been out for a long time. Yesterday, my old customers were already calling me to urge. Mr. Granger whispered to his precious daughter.

"But we ......"

"We've been bothering people long enough!" Hermione's mother pulled her aside and whispered.

However, with Clark's sensitive ear, he could still hear clearly. However, he did not persuade Hermione's parents to stay, because he was not completely sure of what would happen next, and if he was alone, he would be more comfortable.

Therefore, Hermione, whose arms could not twist her thighs, was finally pulled by her parents and returned to England ahead of schedule.

Before leaving, Clark invited the family to dinner at Gust's restaurant, one of the most famous restaurants in the French wizarding world.

The French food of that house is really well done, and it uses all kinds of ingredients from the wizarding world.

In particular, a Provençal stew made Clark feel at home. It's not his castle in England, but the warm harbor of his past life that only exists in his memory.

The fact that a dish can make people cry must have been cast some kind of magical magic.

However, when Clark brought in the chef of Gust's restaurant and prepared to exchange the dish with him, it really startled Hermione's parents.

Because the chef of this Gust restaurant turned out to be a mouse. Yes, the chef of a restaurant turned out to be not a human, but a big fat mouse named Remy, dressed in a chef's suit.

Sure enough, in the wizarding world, there are really no surprises!

Fortunately, although the rat chef named Remy can't speak, his partner Queenie is a young wizard who can communicate with rats, and with him in the middle, people and rats still have a very pleasant conversation.

It wasn't until Hermione and her parents were sent off that Clark was able to let go.

By this time, Horace and Jasper, two of Kuira's followers, had been working in the cleaning company for a few days, and Clark had managed to get an invitation to the countess's black-and-white ball.

This was obtained from formal channels, after all, the purpose of the countess's ball was just to promote her costume design concept.

In Paris, France, luxury companies, fashion designers, and some celebrities often hold this kind of party, so as long as you have a certain network and status, it is very easy to get an invitation to this kind of ball.

Time flies, and that day is coming in a blink of an eye.

As night fell, the originally empty and deserted Earl's Castle gradually became lively. In the transparent glass windows, bright lights pierce the darkness and decorate the entire castle magnificently.

Countless celebrities, fashion supermodels, and media reporters dressed in black and white costumes have come to this fashion ball.

Maybe tonight, they will be able to make friends with people they couldn't get in touch with before, so as to contribute to their careers and take it to the next level.

Outside the castle walls, a small van with the logo of "Extraordinary Cleanliness" also wobbled to a halt.