Chapter 394 Paris

Umbridge's smile froze, because she found that everyone's eyes were not on her at all, but were always focused on the back of her.

She instinctively looked back and saw Ron, wearing a Hogwarts uniform and looking unhappy, getting off the car.

"Weasley is our king..."

In an instant, everyone present sang the song called "Weasley is our king" in unison. Ron was stunned. He couldn't believe that so many people came to greet him!

They even made up a song for him?

Ron began to wonder if he was dreaming. He pinched his arm very hard, but the tingling sensation in his arm told him that all this was real.

A bright smile bloomed on Ron's face, but it didn't take long for that smile to freeze like Umbridge before.

Because the crowd in the hallway actually shouted George and Fred's names after singing the short ballad, Ron realized that he was completely benefiting from his brothers, and his expression became extremely ugly.

Umbridge was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she couldn't get angry in front of everyone. She could only snort coldly, squeeze through the crowd, and disappear into the castle.

At this time, Mike found that the bus still had no intention of leaving. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but at this moment, two more people got off the bus, and the appearance of these two people made Mike and Harry stunned.

"Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, why are you here?"

Harry shouted and greeted them, and Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry and kissed him, but looked at Mike on the side.

"We are here to find Mike." Mr. Weasley said at the right time, "Mike, can you tell me where George and Fred are?" As

soon as this was said, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Mike intently.

Obviously, everyone was very curious about the whereabouts of the two brothers George and Fred.

However, Mike naturally couldn't expose the whereabouts of the Weasley brothers in public, so he nodded and said,

"It's not appropriate to talk here, please follow me."

Then, Mike led the Weasleys and Harry to an empty dormitory in the Ravenclaw common room. During this time, Mike had been observing the status of the Weasleys. Mr. Weasley was relatively relaxed and even had the leisure to observe the surrounding scenery, but Mrs. Weasley was different. She frowned and bowed her head without saying a word all the way. Her steps were also fast, and she looked very anxious.

"Mike, hurry up and tell me, I can't wait."

Mrs. Weasley grabbed Mike's hand as soon as they entered the room and said anxiously.

Mike frowned and said,

"Didn't George and Fred send you a letter? I remember that I asked them to inform you as soon as the incident happened."

"Yes, they sent a letter, but it's not much different from not sending it." Mr. Weasley looked depressed, "They said in the letter that they did some very 'exciting' things, and then you entrusted them with an important task to go abroad to develop overseas markets for the Los Santos Group. Damn, they didn't even tell us which country they went to!"

"Mike, tell us quickly, what exactly are the 'exciting' things they are talking about? We were scared to death when we knew they were wanted by the Ministry of Magic!"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. They really didn't expect George and Fred to dare to deceive the Weasleys on such a thing.

Mike on the side was not much better. The Weasley brothers were really unreliable in doing things. Mike really wanted to give each of them a 'Tarantella dance' and let them dance awkwardly for a whole day!

But looking at the extremely worried expressions on the faces of the Weasleys in front of him, Mike still sighed and told them what happened.

"They...how dare they?"

Mrs. Weasley's face was livid, and she was trembling with anger, while Mr. Weasley on the side smiled bitterly and said:

"No wonder the director has been giving me trouble recently, it turns out that the root of the problem is here."

Mrs. Weasley's emotions were a little out of control, and she kept cursing the Weasley brothers, which also included a lot of strange swear words that Mike couldn't understand. For example, Mrs. Weasley compared the Weasley brothers to rotten potatoes. This strange metaphor made Mike, Harry and others look confused.

But facing Mrs. Weasley who was angry, everyone obviously had no intention of interrupting her and asking what rotten potatoes meant. Everyone, including Mike, stood quietly by the side, waiting for Mrs. Weasley to finish her anger.

After cursing for almost half an hour, Mrs. Weasley finally calmed down. She panted and stared at Mike with red eyes and said:

"So, where are those two rotten potatoes now?"

"France!"

Mike said the location of the Weasley brothers without hesitation.

This was the mess they had left behind, and Mike thought he had no reason to cover it up for them.

"Where is France? I'm going to go there and beat their asses up!"

"Paris!" Mike said, "I can take you there myself. I'm also very angry about their behavior!

"Thank you, Mike."

"It's okay, please follow me."

Mike snapped his fingers, and the house elf Shuke appeared in front of everyone. Under

Mike's guidance, the Weasleys put their hands on Shuke's arms. Seeing this, Harry and the other two were anxious and said hurriedly:

"Mike, we want to go too!"

"No!"

Before Mike could speak, a stern shout came from Mrs. Weasley's mouth,

"The exam is coming soon, and all of you must stay in Hogwarts and study hard! Especially you, Ron! Don't forget that you have been absent from classes for a whole month. If your OWLS exam results are not ideal, I will definitely make you regret being born by me! "

Faced with Mrs. Weasley's roar, Harry and the other two all shrank their heads, and Ron even took a few steps back in fear.

Seeing this, Mrs. Weasley hummed with satisfaction and said to Mike:

"Let's go, Mike!"

"Yes, my lady."

Mike said with a smile, and then told Shuke to start the transmission.

After a while of spinning, several people appeared in a magnificent room.

There were a lot of fireplaces in the room, and many men and women in suits were constantly coming out of the fireplaces, nodding to Mike and leaving the room quickly.

The Weasleys looked at the room curiously. The densely packed fireplaces and the people coming and going reminded them of the magic hall.

"This is the transmission hall of the Los Santos Group headquarters. They are all our employees." Mike explained, "Here is the door key that goes directly to Paris, France. Only with it can we go to France. But please note that our door key has not been reviewed by the door key management department, so please keep it confidential."

"Don't worry, we won't tell anyone, let's go!"

Mr. Weasley seemed a little anxious, but the smile on his face made Mike wonder whether he was so anxious because he wanted to see his son earlier or simply wanted to use the cross-border door key.

Shaking his head, Mike nodded to Shuke, who led everyone to the next room.

The room was very small, with no windows on all sides. It was empty except for a wooden platform in the middle, and a metal bucket on top of it.

Mike, the Weasleys and their spouses walked forward and put their arms on the edge of the bucket.

A huge suction force suddenly appeared, and the surrounding space was twisted under the suction force. Then Mike and the others were sucked into the bucket as if they were put into a flush toilet.

"Bang! Bang!"

The metal bucket finally quieted down after shaking for a while, but Mike and the Weasleys had disappeared.

Shuke, who was standing aside, lowered his eyelids, slowly backed out and closed the door.

At the same time, in a souvenir shop in Paris, France, a white boy with freckles on his face was sitting with his legs crossed, humming a little song while watching the people coming and going in front of him.

This souvenir shop is not big, with only a shop of about five square meters and a small lounge at the back.

Even the goods on the shelves are pitifully few, and the categories are monotonous and boring.

Therefore, the business in the store is very quiet, and few tourists coming and going actually come into the store to consume.

This is not in line with common sense, because the land price of the location of this store is not low, and a souvenir shop like this one called "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse" is undoubtedly operating at a loss every month.

However, the boy did not seem to care about this. He looked at the bright sunshine outside comfortably, picked up the teacup and prepared to taste the English black tea he had just brewed.

However, as soon as his fingers touched the teacup, a paper windmill on the shelf in front of him suddenly started to move without wind.

Seeing this, the boy jumped up from his chair and excitedly pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in.

In the small lounge, Mr. Weasley was supporting Mrs. Weasley who was retching constantly, and Mike looked at them helplessly.

This is a side effect of using the door key. The symptoms reflected by different people will also be different. Generally, only people who teleport frequently are immune to this symptom, but it is obvious that Mrs. Weasley is not one of them.

At this time, the boy who was watching the store pushed the door and beat his chest to Mike, his excitement was beyond words.

Mike smiled and nodded to him.

This is the teleportation point arranged by the Los Santos Group in Paris. The store outside is just a disguise.

After saying some intense words to the boy, and making the boy almost faint again, Mrs. Weasley's symptoms have disappeared.

Mike nodded and left the store with the Weasleys.

The boy who was watching the store bowed again to Mike's departing back, and the fist on his left chest did not fall down for a long time.

Paris is a tourist city with a deep cultural heritage. It has a large number of places of interest and historical sites. It attracts countless tourists every year. Except for a few remote places and private offices, the whole city is bustling.

Mike led the Weasleys into the crowd. Mr. Weasley seemed to be in a good mood. He was very curious about everything he saw. Whenever he saw something he hadn't seen before, he would ask Mike excitedly.

He was particularly interested in mobile phones. He called them mirrors with buttons that glowed, and thought they were used by Muggles to touch up their makeup. Mike took a lot of effort to convince him that mobile phones were a communication tool, equivalent to a two-way mirror. Mrs. Weasley

seemed more anxious. She frowned at Mike and Mr. Weasley who were strolling in front of her, and she wanted to knock their heads off.

Finally, when Mr. Weasley stopped to observe the statue on the roadside for the third time, Mrs. Weasley couldn't bear it anymore.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Mr. Weasley's ear, and pulled him forward while he screamed and begged for mercy.

Mike on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Mrs. Weasley's appearance at this moment was completely different from the dignified and virtuous wife she usually was. She was simply a tigress.

But this is understandable, because the statue that Mr. Weasley carefully observed this time was a bust of a European or American woman waving and shouting, um, the kind without clothes.

At this moment, Mrs. Weasley turned her head to look at Mike. Unlike her previous tough attitude towards Mr. Weasley, she asked in a gentle voice:

"Mike, how long do we need to walk?"

Her change in attitude made Mike a little overwhelmed. He looked at Mr. Weasley who was still screaming on the side, and said with some stammering:

"Uh, we... we are actually here."

"Arrived?" Mrs. Weasley looked around, but saw that the surroundings were full of shops run by Muggles and Muggle travelers coming and going, without any wizards at all. "Could it be that George and Fred are hiding among the Muggles? This is really a good idea! The people in the Ministry of Magic would never have thought that they would do this!"

"Mrs. Weasley, in fact, after they arrived in England, they used their own money to open a magic joke house, and their shop is here." Mike said as he walked to the side of Mr. Weasley, "Please move aside."

"No question...ah! Jasmine! No!"

Mr. Weasley instinctively wanted to move aside, but Mrs. Weasley behind him pulled his ear and pulled him away.

With a gasp, Mike took out his wand and tapped it four times rhythmically on the head of the statue that Mr. Weasley had stopped to observe.

Then, under the astonished gaze of the Weasleys, the surrounding scene changed dramatically.

A long street suddenly appeared with the stone statue as the center.

Everything around except Mike and others, including high-rise buildings and pedestrians, was forcibly squeezed out by it!

This change happened very quickly, and when Mike reacted, he found himself on another street.

This street was as lively as the original one, with people coming and going and countless shops everywhere, but the difference between the two was that the shops on this street were all rare goods that could not be seen in the Muggle society, such as beauty stores that specialize in selling various magical cosmetics, owl post offices where owls kept flying out and falling, and potion stores with a strong herbal aroma...

The people around were no longer Muggles dressed in the same way, but dressed strangely, making people wonder whether they were still human wizards!