These shops in Hogsmeade are mainly engaged in the business of Hogwarts wizards. On the days when Hogwarts is not open, most of the shops are not very popular, and on the main street where most of the shops gather, many shopkeepers are lazily leaning outside the door to bask in the faint sunlight and chat about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament.

The number of visiting Beauxbatons and Durmstrang wizards is not too large, but their arrival brings life to the somewhat deserted streets, and the dreary village suddenly comes alive. The inspiration for taking students from both schools to Hogsmeade was Gabrielle's request, and both Amosta and Dumbledore felt the need to ease the tension between them and Hogwarts.

Fleur's interest was high, which was a bit unexpected by Amosta.

He had known that this girl was arrogant and not very interested in everything about Hogwarts, but he did not expect that she was much more interested in Hogsmeade than in Hogwarts, and for a full three hours, the distance in a straight line between them was less than a quarter of a mile, because Fleur and Gabrielle were extremely interested in almost every store.

As a result, Amosta also re-realized how painful it is to go shopping with a woman, and the last time she experienced this kind of pain was a real thing in her previous life.

He couldn't let two weak ladies carry something, especially one of them, a little girl who was not even a magical schooler, and out of politeness and gentlemanliness, he offered to help them carry their bags, and then the two girls were completely merry.

It can be seen that the two sisters come from a well-to-do family, and they don't care how much gold the shopkeepers take out of their pockets with those strange goods, in short, they will not hesitate to pay as long as they are interested.

This was a pain for Amosta, who was almost overwhelmed by the merchandise they bought, and in desperation, he could only use his magic to control the candy and chocolates they had bought in packets, and to pull out fireworks (perhaps because he thought the Hogwarts night was too boring, Gabrielle bought a lot of fireworks), and floated behind him.

Walking down the street, Amosta felt like a conspicuous bag, and the villagers stopped to laugh when they saw this funny scene, and some even took out their cameras.

Worst of all, the villagers looked at him and Fleur with a little bit of a wrong look, muttering and discussing something very exciting.

When the two girls finally came out of the literati house, they floated around Amosta, and there were two more satellite-like packages.

Fleur finally noticed Amosta's darkened face, but instead of feeling the slightest apology, she shook her hair triumphantly and smiled brightly - it was a stab in the coffin, these villagers were weak in mana and very susceptible to the strange seductive powers of Meiwa, and they were even less resistant to Fleur than the young wizards of Hogwarts.

If it weren't for Fleur following Brian, I'm afraid some people wouldn't be able to resist coming up and talking.

Noticing the strange looks of the villagers, Amosta's heart felt a slight chill, he didn't want any scandal to happen.

"Ruijia!"

Amosta let out a clear drink, and the house-elf he had helped before appeared in front of Amosta with a thud. Riga looked like it had passed its period of weakness, and it hunched over towards Amosta, facing the earth,

"Great Professor Blaine, what can Ruijia do for you!"

Beauxbatons also used house-elves, and Fleur was no stranger to the creatures, and she wondered what Amosta would call an elf for.

"Driver--" Amosta's voice softened, "I want you to deliver these two ladies' luggage to where they live." ”

"It's Ruijia's honor—"

The elf bent its waist deeper, and then, with a crisp snap of its fingers, it disappeared with the exaggerated packages.

"Miss Delacour—"

Amosta pursed her lips,

"It occurred to me that I still have a bit of a rush to deal with, if you don't mind--"

"Oh!"

Fleur suddenly screamed happily, and she pointed to a shop not far away,

"That's the Fengya brand wizard clothing store, this store is very famous, there is a branch in Paris, the weather here is colder than I imagined, I just lack a few clothes!"

Women will be short of clothes at any time, and they have nothing to do with the weather.

Fleur ignores Amosta's words, and she runs over in a huff, leaving Amosta and Gabrielle alone with big eyes on each other.

Gabrielle flickered her eyelashes and smiled sweetly at Amosta, as if sure he wasn't going to leave her two here.

It's all about maintaining harmony and stability in the European magical education community—Amosta said to herself in her heart, and then, with a sigh,

"Let's go, after visiting this shop again, I hope to find a place to rest. I'd rather fight Dumbledore than go shopping with someone anymore--"

"My sister always loses track of time every time she buys clothes, and maybe we'll miss dinner—"

Gabrielle chuckled, the little girl seemed to trust Amosta, she pulled up his sleeve and ran towards the Wizard Costume Store.

By the time Gabrielle pulled Amosta into the store, Fleur had already set her sights, staring up at a gown hanging high on the wall, and the shopkeeper was smiling at her.

It was a very beautiful long white dress made of smooth silk and delicately cut to a striking silhouette. The skirt of the gown is embellished with star-like diamonds, which shows elegance and nobility, and at the same time, it can support the overall flawless cleanliness.

"What do you think?"

Fleur looked very pleased with the dress, and she looked back at Amosta, her blue eyes sparkling.

"It's beautiful, but I don't think it's too appropriate to wear it to class or walk around the field, and besides, it doesn't keep out the cold."

Amosta said politely.

Gabrielle covered her mouth and snickered, while Fleur cocked her nose and snorted dissatisfiedly, asking her boss to help her take off the gown and send it to the fitting room.

Women always have a special obsession with buying clothes, regardless of age. Gabrielle was also fascinated by the bells and whistles in the store, standing in front of the hangers and picking and choosing.

At a glance, Amosta took aim at the only stool in the store, walked briskly over and dropped his ass.

Truth be told, this is the first time Amosta has walked into this shop.

When he was at Hogwarts, the financial constraints of the first few years were limited, and the bursary could only cover his basic learning needs, and the wizarding robes were also available in the affordable Lady Morkin robes shop. And in the next few years, when he was able to make some extra money, all the Galleons he earned were also invested in magic research, and he would not waste the money on dressing up at all, but some Slytherin classmates in the same house liked to show off the clothes they bought here.

Amosta's gaze wandered aimlessly around the store, and in his opinion, the store was nothing special, and many of the clothes hung were just the difference between a ribbon around his waist and a pendant.

But suddenly, Amosta got up from his stool, and he walked to a corner that was not easily noticed, and instead of ornate gowns or elaborate robes, a few ordinary clothes made of double-layered fabric, but they looked quite smart, like Muggle sports uniforms.

Amosta touched the fabric and nodded unconsciously.

Yes, the fabric is smooth to the touch and sturdy enough.

Amosta took a few steps back, looking up and down at the dull gray-blue garment, his eyes lit up deeply, and he unconsciously fell into deep thought.

"Do you like that dress?"

I don't know how long later, Fleur's somewhat surprised voice suddenly sounded behind Amosta,

"Doesn't look good, does it?"

"Oh, it's not--"

Amosta, who was in deep thought, suddenly came back to his senses, and he rubbed the unsightly sportswear again,

"I think this dress is pretty good as a race uniform--"

(End of chapter)