Chapter 320: Georgi Bar

() Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim's trip was originally to find a giant community to negotiate, and Maca forcibly took the time to rush over, precisely for this most important purpose.
So after a short break, everyone decided to act as soon as possible.
As for Quirrell, after discussing with Maca, Maca took him with him.
Kilo originally intended to use the monsters to form a self-protecting power. Of course, in his initial plan, he even planned to go back and toss while Voldemort and Dumbledore were actually at war.
But he also did not expect that his condition was constantly deteriorating, and his plan had long since ended. In the current situation, he followed Maca clearly the best choice.
Of course, since Maca has already run over, it is obviously impossible to go back like this.
Although Dumbledore gave the scope of the search from the beginning, but in order to find the giants who are far away from the wizard and Muggle, it still takes a lot of effort.
At this time, the more natural the staff, the faster the progress.
After entering the borders of Belarus, a few people decided to go to the local magic world first, and Mrs. Maxim had to buy a new wand to spare?
"... Most of the Belarusian wizards are now concentrated in Minsk. After Muggle's World War II, there has been a lot of reconstruction there, and it is now completely settled."
Mrs. Maxim seems to be familiar with the situation here, of course, it is a matter of course that they are the principals of Boothbatten.
Because Kilo wasn't really suitable to bring with him, after he
moved
into a Muggle hostel and settled in, Maca and Hagrid followed Madame Maxim to a small gallery near Victory Square.
Probably because the entire city has just been rebuilt in recent years, most of the buildings are clean, and the simple and lively architectural style here makes everyone's mood open.
However, I do n’t know if wizards like to make the entrance to the wizarding neighbourhood a mysterious and mysterious relationship. This gallery looks very old-fashioned.
Moreover, compared with the sun outside, the gallery not only seems a little lack of light, but also because some aisles are too narrow, which makes people feel a bit depressed.
"Oh, is it here?"
Because of the broken relationship of Madame Maxim's wand, it is now Maca who is walking ahead, after all, the wand is still needed to open the entrance.
When he walked into a gallery with blank frames stacked on both sides, he immediately felt a relatively obscure magic wave.
"... well, is this here?"
Without waiting for Maxim's answer, Maca stretched out her wand and shook a pure white oil painting hanging on the wall, then she seemed to have found something, and lightly tapped on the corner of the picture frame point.
Suddenly, a wonderful gray-white wave gradually spread out from the canvas of the oil painting, dipping a large wall, as if it were overturned white paint, and even faintly conveyed a sense of fluctuation on the water .
"That's it," said Mrs. Maxim, curiously again, "McLean, have you been here before?"
Maca didn't answer, he just turned around and smiled, and walked in first.
That icy feeling is very familiar, because the entrance to Platform Nine and Three-Quarter at King's Cross Station feels the same way through the pillars.
When Maca stepped in, she felt her vision blurred for a while, and then she suddenly felt cheerful.
After passing through the entrance, a brick paved road that can drive two carriages side by side. On both sides of the road, buildings lined up in contrast to the style of the British magic world.
Although it doesn't look too big here, it is probably because the buildings are mostly square and square, and the colors are red roofs and white walls, but it feels quite atmospheric.
The place where Maca appeared was exactly a gray-white fence on this street.
"Then I'll go to the magic wand shop first. You go there. I remember there is a bar that also runs accommodation ... Well, if I remember correctly, it should be called 'Georgi'."
Mrs. Maxim was still so graceful, after a calm manner, she went down the road to the right.
"Maca, I said ... throw that guy in the Muggle hostel ... is it okay?" Hagrid asked a little worriedly after he separated from Mrs. Maxim.
Maca heard the words and waved indifferently: "It's okay, Qi Luo can still have a good relationship with the monster in that state, which shows that his ability is really not small ... Besides, the food is prepared for him Alright, nothing to worry about. "
"Oh ... well, okay ..." Hagrid nodded hesitantly.
"Rather than worrying about him, we better worry about ourselves first!" Marka said, "Hagrid, do you speak Russian?"
But even so, since they are here, it would be reluctant to ask someone to inquire. It is obviously more efficient to ask the local wizards than to find them blindly.
However, when they found the bar named "Georgi", they found that there were unexpectedly many English speaking wizards. At least they are in a much better situation than the Muggle world outside.
By the time Maca and Hagrid had booked a room together, and they were going to take a stroll in the bar, the sun was gradually tilting westward.
"Torka, I want to say ... yes, thank you ... that doesn't sound difficult to find ..."
At the corner of the bar, Maca and Hagrid were sitting at the same round table with another strange wizard, and Hagrid was thankful.
Because Hagrid's physique was indeed a bit too big, the stool tucked under his looked pitiful.
And he can't move yet, otherwise the stool will make a squeaking noise, making people wonder if it will fall apart in the next moment.
The shaman he called "Torca" was what they had just met. The reason for speaking with Troka was actually thanks to Hagrid.
It is precisely because his height is somewhat different from ordinary people. When Maca and Hagrid first entered, the eyes of the bar focused on Hagrid.
Along with it, there were a few subconscious exclaims, and Troka's English was mixed in that series of Russians, so that Makar listened.
Turka is a travel wizard who often travels around the world. Believe me, travelling around the world is really not difficult for wizards.
"No, don't thank me ..." Troka smiled cheerfully. "If you invite me to drink, you can talk about anything-but then again, what do you do for a giant?"
He said, and then approached Haige and said, "Seriously, it's all a group of violent people. If it's not necessary, you shouldn't approach it rashly!"
"In fact, this is the school's subject ..." Maca, holding a cup of hot cocoa, interjected. "I'm a student of Durmstrand, look-are you graduating soon?"
Maca has really grown a lot lately, at least he now says he is a graduate, and there is no doubt about it.
"Oh, Demstrom? That's it ..." Troka gave a stern expression. "If you say, your school's style has always been too tough. Graduates have to go out and write graduation thesis. — It's not easy! "
"It's okay!" Maca shrugged. "No, if I can put the subject of my graduation thesis on the giant, then it will obviously have a higher evaluation. In this case, there will be no good job after graduation. Less good! "
He paused and smiled again: "Again, it's good to be able to come out and find some excitement, isn't it?"
"That's right," Troka agreed. "I also like to walk around. If I stay in the same place, I can't stand it! Hahaha ..."
Just then, the bar's door crunched and was opened again.
During this period of time, there are more and more people in the bar. Everyone is used to the door being opened and closed automatically. Generally speaking, customers will not deliberately check it out. Who came in.
But this time, when everyone noticed that the room wasn't lit up because of the door opening, they found out that this was another big man.
It was Mrs. Maxim, who was not inferior to Hagrid's big body, blocking the outside light behind her, not even the wind poured in.
"Orim, here! Where are we!" Hagrid turned around, and the stool under him made another squeaky, squealing noise.
In fact, Hagrid doesn't need to say hello ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Because who can ignore him? He was most noticeable in this bar when Mrs. Maxim was not here.
"Oh, okay." Madame Maxim nodded implicitly, then turned and walked over.
It can be seen that she seems to be struggling when moving in the slowly crowded bar. But even so, she didn't lose the French elegance.
"Be careful!"
Turning his head to look at Mrs. Maca of Madame Maxim, she suddenly yelled, but it was clearly too late.
Although she paid attention all the way, she always avoided collision with others as much as possible, but when she was about to walk to the round table where Maca and Hagrid were, she still met a witch at the adjacent table.
The most embarrassing thing is that because the witch happened to turn around, Mrs. Maxim, who squeezed sideways, used her "huge" PP to make the closest contact with the witch's cheeky face. .