Kyle, who was studying the golden symbols, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Only then did he notice that besides himself, there were two other people sitting together and chatting leisurely in the hall.

The person who just spoke was MacPhail, who was the one who delivered the Order of Merlin to Hogwarts a week ago.

The person he was talking to was a tall witch...which seemed to be an understatement.

Even when she was just sitting, she was two or three meters tall. McPhail's height was already outstanding, but in front of her he looked like a child.

Kyle had only seen one person who was as big as this witch, and that was Hagrid. The difference in height between them was almost the same.

But unlike the rough Hagrid, this woman had a very pretty face, with big black eyes and a pointed nose. Her hair was combed back and tied into a shiny bun at the base of her neck.

She was wearing a gown of fine peacock-blue satin, with rich opals glittering about her neck and on her large fingers.

When Kyle looked over, she was handing two gold Galleons to McPhail...the gold coins were as small as two soybeans in her hands.

"Fleur just doesn't understand the pieces of the Philosopher's Stone."

She said in a low voice: "And looking for clues is also a manifestation of wisdom."

"Ha..." McPhail did not refute, but accepted the two gold Galleons with a little pride.

"Don't mind it, kid, Olym doesn't mean any harm."

An old man with white hair walked up to Kyle and said gently, "In fact, we all know that your choice is the most correct one.

After using the portkey, the magic in the fragments will completely dissipate and gradually turn into a useless stone."

The old man did not dress as formally as others, but instead dressed very fashionably.

He was wearing a light blue floral shirt, orange beach shorts, and a pair of large brown sunglasses.

This look...just missing a water gun.

"Monsieur Nicolas Flamel."

"Oh, I'm glad you recognized me." Nicolas Flamel smiled and held out his hand: "Just call me Nico, everyone calls me that, it will make me look a lot younger."

For Nicolas Flamel, who was over 600 years old, it made no difference whether he was 120 or 12 years old.

"Nike." Although Kyle felt a little awkward, he nodded obediently and stretched out his hand to shake his hand gently.

Kyle's movements were very light, as if he was touching a piece of tofu... Nicolas Flamel was not much stronger than tofu now.

At this time, other people also came over.

"Hello again, kid."

McPhail walked in front and laughed as he said, "Welcome to Paris. This is Nico's former residence. Let me introduce you. This is Ms. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons School of Magic.

After hearing that you were coming to Paris, she also rushed here from her private estate in the Pyrenees Mountains. "

Kyle raised his head, looked her in the eyes as best he could and said, "It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Maxime."

"Hello, kid." Maxime glanced at Kyle, "Are you interested in transferring to Beauxbatons?"

Kyle was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this person would say such a critical hit.

Then he shook his head slightly, "Hogwarts is nice, and all my friends are there."

"That's a pity." Maxim thought for a moment, "But if they are willing, they can transfer to Beauxbatons together..."

"Hey, Olympe, that won't do."

McPhail said unhappily, "The child obviously prefers to study at Hogwarts."

Good fellow, not only did he poach some students while Dumbledore was away, but he also poached a bunch of them... Just think about it, those who can become friends with Kyle must be some excellent students.

If she succeeds, Dumbledore will probably have to rush to Paris overnight... oh, and Minerva too.

"It depends on his own wishes, Du Ge."

Maxime looked at Kyle again, "How about it, kid, are you willing to transfer? I promise that you will have a great time in Beauxbatons. There are better professors there than in Hogwarts, and you will also be able to make new friends."

Kyle was silent for a moment, thinking about how to refuse without being so rude.

There is such a big basilisk waiting for him to take over at Hogwarts. It is one of the great four giants and the precious property left to him by Slytherin. How could he transfer to another place?

Is there a basilisk in Beauxbatons?

No! There is only a worthless crystal astronomy tower.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't be so quick to refuse, kid..."

Maxim's eyes flashed with cunning, "My promise will remain valid until you leave here."

McPhail seemed to have thought of something, and said in annoyance: "Oh, damn, how could I forget about the girl with the Meiwa bloodline? No wonder you brought her here!"

Maxim smiled but said nothing.

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He came close to Kyle and whispered, "Kid, do you have any Buffy brain wakeners or sobering potions?"

"No." Kyle shook his head.

The potions that Dean Sasia had given him before included almost all the common types, but the only ones missing were the Bafei Brain Refresher and the Sobering Potion.

Moreover, he didn't need these two potions on a regular basis, so he naturally wouldn't carry them with him.

"Oh... that's troublesome. How about this, I'll take you around..."

"Dugger!" Maxim looked at him with a smile, "You can't make the decision for him. I believe that even if Dumbledore was here, he would not take the child away!"

"But he's not here!"

McPhail looked at Kyle, then at the smiling Maxim, and scratched his hair in annoyance, "Merlin's beard, I shouldn't have come today!"

"Du Ge, I have some potion materials and a crucible that I can lend you. Do you need them?" Nico said with a smile.

He had just been watching from the side, with no intention of intervening at all, and now he had an expression that looked like he was eager to watch the fun.

McPhail sighed, "This is the only thing we can do. I hope it's in time..."

"I shouldn't have come here today!"

He complained again, then looked at Kyle again and said seriously, "Before I come back, kid, you must stay awake. No matter what you see, you must keep a clear mind. This is very important."

After that, he hurried to the room at the back of the hall.

Maxim didn't stop him.

Because at this moment, a girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the hall.

She also wore a robe made of peacock blue satin, and her long silver hair fell to her waist like a waterfall.

Her deep blue eyes were more beautiful than the enchanted ceiling, and they held an indescribable charm.

Maxim smiled even more happily. She walked up to the girl, took her hand and brought her to Kyle.

"Introducing Fleur Delacour, Beauxbatons' finest student."

"It's over, it's all over..." McPhail covered his face with his hands and muttered softly: "Albus, I'm sorry..."

Nico sat in the place with the best view, with a bucket of freshly baked popcorn in his hand, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Kyle did not show a dazed or obsessed expression as they thought, but calmly extended his hand and said, "Nice to meet you, you can call me Kyle."

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(End of this chapter)