After leaving the National Museum in Cairo, Hermione kept a straight face.

Even as they pass through the gates of ancient ruins and enter the enchanted streets of Cairo.

While wandering around this exotic magical place, Hermione didn't say a word.

The three of them walked awkwardly for a while, until Clark saw the food sold at the roadside stall, which broke the deadlock.

"This one looks pretty good, would you like to try it, Hermione?" Clark asked, standing in front of the stall.

Hermione clasped her hands to her chest and stared at him coldly for a long time before she nodded.

?“ Boss, come to three strings. ”

It is said that the man who pays the bill is the most handsome, Clark pays the bill generously, and there is good food?? At the entrance, Hermione's originally cold face melted.

It is an Arabic specialty kebab called kofta, in which veal or lamb meat is minced and seasoned with spices and onions, whipped to a strong point, skewered on an iron skewer, and grilled over a fire.

When eating, you only need to use the soft cake given by the boss to take off the meat skewers, and then wrap them with shredded onions, tomatoes, pickled cucumbers, and add sauce according to personal taste.

When you bite into it, the tough dough is full of chewiness, and then the juicy grilled meat, paired with crispy and greasy vegetables, can be described as very satisfying.

Food has always been the only choice to comfort the human soul, and a skewer of barbecue meat with burritos will sweep away the original awkward atmosphere.

Clark was about to open his mouth to explain what had just happened, but Hermione was the first to speak.

"Do you think I'm being vexatious?"

Of course, Clark didn't dare to say yes, and Neville quickly turned around and faced the stall, as if he was still immersed in the delicious food just now, ready to serve another string.

"I, Hermione, am not that kind of simple-minded little girl, and since that woman can come to Cairo alone, she seems to be an experienced adventurer.

We want to go to the desert to find it. What is lacking is her experience in wild adventures, so you agreed to act with her, I have no objection and no jealousy. ”?

Hermione's words made Clark nod.

"What makes me uncomfortable is, since you said that we are a team, why don't you tell us something first?

That Laura, and that Evelyn, isn't the most important thing between partners trust be????"

Clark was about to open his mouth to explain, when Hermione interrupted him again.

"Of course, we fully trust you, since you do this, then there must be your reasons, and I and that person will obey your arrangement unconditionally??。?"?

At this point, Neville couldn't avoid it, nodding vigorously from the side, looking at Clark with absolute trust.

The trust of his partner warmed Clark's heart, and he began to reflect on what he had done.

Perhaps, as Hermione said, as a traverser, is in? After encountering the familiar plot of the original book, I gradually developed a feeling of superiority.

He became superstitious about what he knew, lost his vigilance and humility, and became proud and self-righteous.

In his heart, only he knows the plot of these chaotic movies and knows the so-called future.

And the reason why he didn't want to tell Hermione more news was that he wanted to hide his source as a traverser, and on the other hand, he wanted to continue to enjoy the superiority brought by the news asymmetry.

When Clark began to look back on what he had done and thought in recent times, he realized that he had unconsciously begun to deviate from his original intention.

No wonder the ancients once said that it is difficult to obtain the Tao, and it is even more difficult to keep the Tao. Confucius also said that my day is three provinces and my body.

Even if he is a traverser and carries a fragment of Godhead, there is no guarantee that he will not fall and deviate on the path of strength.

On the contrary, the stronger the strength, the more he needs strong control to control his mind at all times, so as not to become a slave to his desires.

Although I also have desires, I also want to become gods, I want to live forever, I want to know infinite knowledge, I have great power, but I want to be myself!

"I was wrong."

A thousand words are all gathered into three words, and there is nothing to be ashamed of admitting your mistakes.

"My mentality has really swelled up lately, and I have really ignored your feelings."

Clark looked at Hermione and Neville and said very sincerely.

"Here I want to say sorry to you, and thank you for being able to tolerate my shortcomings and shortcomings, you will always be my best partners, this will not change."

"Since we are the best partners, there is no need to say such things in the future." Neville smiled brightly on his round face.

Hermione also said, "It's not enough to apologize or anything, we're not stingy people, and besides, you don't have any bad intentions, just remember to communicate with us next time you have something." ”

Clark must have nodded, and was about to explain to them about Laura and Evelyn when Hermione grabbed him by the arm.

"Okay, okay, since it's out to play, don't think about that." With that, she pulled Clark and began shopping.

As smart as Hermione, she also knows that women must know how to accept what they see, and when men begin to admit their mistakes and give in, they must remember to give each other a step down, and don't hold on to the problem.

The group walked through the bustling crowds and on the enchanted streets of Cairo.

Unlike Diagon Alley in England and the Champs-Élysées in France, Cairo's enchanted shopping streets are more old and dilapidated.

Most of the shops here are small houses made of yellow rocks and bricks, and some even have only one shed.

Enthusiastic shopkeepers place their goods casually on the side of the road and sell them along the street.

And the things they sell, except for some of the general magic materials that are the same as Diagon Alley, most of them are spellcasting materials that are not available in the United Kingdom.

Within walking a street, Clark saw a number of dangerous magical items that were banned from sale by the Ministry of Magic in the United Kingdom.

His gaze glanced at the wooden barrels piled up on the ground, which contained toad livers, crocodile eyes, and the like, slimy and full.

On the street wall of the shop, there were dried animal tissues, claws, feathers, fangs, and black tissues and organs of unknown animals, which were strung together by a dirty rope and swayed in the wind.

There are also cabinets filled with glass bottles of various powders and herbs, which seem to be a little more upscale.

But compared to the Champs-Élysées that Clark visited last year, the painting style of the entire Magic Avenue in Cairo is more like a wholesale market for witchcraft materials in Africa.

It is not fair to say who is good or who is bad, and when compared to the glamorous glamour of the Champs-Élysées, it is more in line with the image of wizards in the eyes of Muggles.

After all, Clark saw that in some stalls, there were white skulls, dry human hands, rotten human organs and other dark magic casting materials,

Even if he didn't know what these things were for, he could feel that there was a strong resentment and malice attached to them.

"In Egypt, the control of weapons and black magic items is not as strict as in Europe, and witchcraft is also prevalent throughout Africa!"

Bill saw what Clark was staring at and explained.

"After all, a lot of black magic is theoretically illegal, but the practice of these things by wizards here in Egypt is already a near-public act.

After all, the security management here is really poor, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, and it is normal for them to master one or two hands of black witchcraft.

Of course, those things that are really too evil or too powerful are not seen here. ”

Bill's words disappointed the brothers George and Fred, who were just observing a mummy tightly wrapped in strips of cloth and twine, and discussing whether this thing was really good.

"Hey, Bill, what is this?"

Ginny and Ron stood in front of an old woman whose teeth were almost gone, and the things in their hands reflected in the dazzling sunlight.

It is a kind of insect-shaped amulet carved from talc and covered with emerald glaze, which is colorful and has a very Egyptian mystery.

"A kind of scarab amulet." Bill craned his neck and looked at it, and quickly came to the conclusion, "You can resist a little curse, and you can still buy it if the price is right." ”

As he spoke, he began to talk to the old woman in the local language, and finally bought the amulet for a silver sico.

Rather than such tourist souvenir-like gadgets, Clark was more interested in Egyptian antiques with hieroglyphs.

Unfortunately, just as there are no antiques in the Pan family, there are no real ancient Egyptian artifacts on this magical shopping street in Cairo.

Although Clark doesn't know much about the history of ancient Egypt and doesn't have professional treasure appreciation knowledge, judging from his 37-point [Mystery Knowledge] skills, the antiques on this street should be from last week at the earliest.

So, after buying a little local spices and textiles, everyone followed Bill to his place of work without hesitation.

"Here we are, Gringotts Egypt!" Bill said, pointing to a tall building that was different from the Gringotts in Diagon Lane.

It was an ancient building that resembled an Egyptian temple, and it seems that the goblins were also very particular about local customs.

"Gringotts has business all over the world, but Egypt is one of the key areas, and the elves here have a lot of power." Bill led them through the tall marble halls.

Like Gringotts in Diagon Alley, there are dozens of goblins sitting behind high counters, waiting for customers to arrive.

Because there are basically no customers at this time, some of them are eating baked bread that is bulging like a balloon, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

Some were using a magnifying glass to scrutinize the imperfections of certain gemstones, while others were boredly fiddling with the scales in front of them with their fingers.

But no matter what they were doing, these green-skinned little guys always showed an inexplicable shrewdness in their eyes, as if they were fat sheep.

Of course, in addition to the people sitting behind the counter, more goblins still gathered in the side hall on the side, busy with a group of wizards, next to a large pile of ancient artifacts.

One of the goblins seemed to be the leader of the group, and in order to show his unique identity, this guy specially wore a red tuxedo, a green bow tie, and a very proud mustache, standing in the most conspicuous place.

"Hey, are you a troll? Take it lightly, this was dug up from the tomb of Ramses II, do you know how precious it is? ”

He was there yelling and directing the rest of the crew to do this and that.

As long as someone moves a little slower and heavier, whether it is a wizard or a goblin, they will face nasty insults.

"Those are artifacts that have just been excavated from the ruins, and they are in the process of registering and estimating the price."

Bill didn't seem to like the goblin very well, just stood in the doorway, introducing Clark to them, and didn't mean to take them in for a tour.

"Who's that goblin?" Ginny frowned and asked, "It's the one with a bad attitude." ”

"He was Francis Sterling, one of the directors of Gringotts in Egypt, the best appraiser, a master of ancient Egyptian history and occultism, and the deputy director of the Cairo National Museum."

Bill lowered his voice, "Of course, he's also a greedy guy, and rumor has it that he will deliberately give the wrong information when he is appraised in order to buy those antiques at a low price." ”

"Oh, come on, Bill, we don't have anything for him to identify." George made a joke.

Everyone laughed, and the laughter made the goblin leader who loudly reprimanded his subordinates frown in dissatisfaction.

After a walk around Gringotts in Egypt and seeing Bill's working environment, they returned to the hotel late at night.

Another hearty dinner was a traditional Egyptian delicacy called roast pigeons.

Pigeons, about the size of a chicken, are stuffed with wheat, rice, onions, spices, and even minced lamb liver, and then slowly grilled over a charcoal fire.

When the skin is crispy, you can chew the bones and meat together.

On a plate in front of everyone, there was a golden roast pigeon.

Because his stomach was filled with filling, Clark ripped off a pigeon leg, and the delicious gravy immediately came out.

As soon as you bite into it, the crispy pigeon skin and tender pigeon meat immediately bring a rich texture, and the rich spices even marinate the bones.

After eating the meat of the roast pigeon, and then digging out the rice filling from the belly, all you need to do is drizzle a spoonful of the local mallow soup, and even the main food is ready.

This so-called mallow soup is made from the leaves of "mallow flowers" that are abundant on both sides of the Nile River, chopped and stewed with mutton, chicken, butter, garlic, etc.

The boiled mallow soup is thick and green and sticky, similar to the Song sister-in-law fish soup that Clark had eaten in his previous life, the taste is very delicious, and it has a unique flavor when poured on the rice.

In this way, Clark and his party ate with their mouths full of oil, and finally burped and returned to their rooms with their round bellies.

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