A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 328 William's Disguise (Thanks to the 10,000 coin reward from the admin "Blue White Bowl BWB")

Boulevard Lyon

Bastille Square.

A small bird-snake coiled around a lush linden tree. It flapped its wings and quickly swelled from an earthworm to the thickness of a python.

A flat mouth peeked out; it was a black head.

The sniffle shook its head, half of its body soaring in the air, the other half peacefully nestled in the mouth of the bird-snake.

It looked around warily, then relaxed and slowly drooped its eyelids.

I felt drowsy after only five seconds.

It relaxed more and more, and a stream of foul air poured out from above... The bird-snake opened its eyes wide, sneezed violently, and spat out the stench of the sniffler.

Sniff bumped into a tree branch, touched its head, and shook off the drool, finally becoming fully awake.

It took out a gold watch from its belly pouch, stared at it for a minute with fascination, made a great decision and struggled countless times before reluctantly placing it on the tree trunk.

It tapped the strap of the gold watch, and soon a man and a woman came out.

"Thank you, this is a tip!"

William pulled out a huge, worthless glass ball and generously tossed it to the Niffler.

"This is a South African rhinestone, the kind that the Queen of England wears on her crown. Please keep it safe and don't let anyone find it."

Sniff nodded and quickly put it in its pouch. It made a happy purring sound and wagged its little tail at a high frequency, like a small electric motor.

It really wants to leave that stingy old man Newt! If only he wouldn't get out of prison.

"We've arrived at our destination." William glanced at the square in the distance through the shade of the trees.

The bronze pillar in the center of Place de la Bastille is very eye-catching.

William then looked at Hermione and chuckled:

"Hermione, have you ever considered becoming an actress? Your impromptu performance just now was truly amazing."

"You're not bad either," Hermione winked playfully. "You could be the male lead in my movie."

Just as Apache closed the door, Hermione caught a glimpse of the green flames in the fireplace. That was the characteristic state of Floo Powder.

She looked around again and saw the sleeping passenger opposite her with a newspaper on the chair.

The cover features photos of the two people, along with a prominent wanted poster!

Hermione instantly sensed something was wrong, and in a flash, she came up with a brilliant plan to escape unscathed, and began her outstanding performance.

Although William didn't see the newspaper, he still went out of his way to cooperate with the girl's performance.

William never expected the French Ministry of Magic to be so bold as to issue a warrant for their arrest. It was simply insane.

After entering the Louvre, William discovered that he could not Apparate, so he had to find a place without cameras—the toilet.

As for why it was the women's restroom, all I can say is that Hermione dragged him into the women's restroom the whole way!

William was forced into it!

Once inside the restroom, the two hid in the safety watch, put the Niffler in its belly pouch, and shrunk the Snake Bird, which then flew out through the crack in the door.

The journey was smooth and flawless!

So, the little cutie Newt gave us did have a small effect.

"By the way, Hermione, what did you write on the parchment you left behind?" William couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's nothing, just writing whatever comes to mind." Hermione's lips curled up, revealing a mysterious smile.

"What it says doesn't matter. If the Aurors really went to the Louvre, the note has most likely been destroyed," Hermione said regretfully.

That parchment still has considerable commemorative value.

Seeing William's curious gaze, Hermione quickly changed the subject, "How are we getting to the bar?"

"Since we're already wanted by the authorities, let's use the compound decoction instead," William said.

Whether it's stealing people, setting fires, or attacking the Ministry of Magic and raiding Gringotts, this is an essential potion for wizards!

Compound decoctions are always a miracle cure!

Hermione nodded slightly, and the two returned to the safety watch.

Ten minutes later, a man and a woman walked toward Bastille Square.

The famous Bastille Square is named after the Bastille prison.

During the French Revolution, the Bastille prison was demolished, and the Place de la Bastille was built on the site.

In the center of the square stands a prominent bronze column commemorating the French Revolution of 1830, which once again overthrew the feudal monarchy.

The two walked slowly, like tourists taking a stroll.

Hermione glanced down at the witch she had transformed into and said speechlessly, "William, just how much of Costa's hair did you take?"

"Not many, just a few," William explained. "What, you don't like it this way?"

"No... I just think you seem to really like her. I've changed my mind several times, and it's always her!" Hermione pouted and muttered to herself.

Hermione suddenly held out her hand and said seriously, "Give me all of Costa's hair!"

"Oh." William pulled out five or six strands of wine-red hair.

After Hermione finished fixing her hair, she cheered up and asked curiously:

"And who have you transformed into?"

William lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Tom Riddle."

"Who?" Hermione asked, startled. "The mysterious person..."

"Yes, didn't I tell you? Tom was resurrected and then died again, and Dumbledore took his body."

However, I took a large amount of his hair.

Tom's resurrection is a fact, and judging from what he's done at Hogwarts, he's bound to cause trouble in the future.

This is a shrewd schemer.

William couldn't just sit idly by. He kept Tom's hair, so perhaps at a crucial moment, he could use the compound decoction to trick him!

If all else fails, a scene where Horcruxes and Voldemort recognize each other would also work... That scene would definitely be very interesting!

Voldemort might prioritize killing his Horcruxes.

What defines a master schemer? What defines a cunning old fox? (Leans back tactically)

And here we are! William is now preparing to wear Tom's face and cause all sorts of trouble at the Cowboy Bar.

As life coach Lü Xiaobu said, "Going out is risky, so it's safer to use a secondary account when you're out."

Tom is William's undercover agent.

In fact, William not only collected Tom's hair, but also Minister Fudge's hair.

Fudge has a quirk: he likes to hug people tightly as a way of showing enthusiasm.

This is strikingly similar to the actions of Brezhnev, the leader of the Soviet Union.

When Brezhnev met with other leaders, he liked to show his enthusiasm with a "kissing trio":

First, kiss both cheeks, then give a passionate kiss.

At the time, world leaders were terrified and deeply troubled by him. Vrubel even created "The Brothers' Kiss," which was painted on the Berlin Wall.

Fudge first shook hands, then patted the shoulder, and finally gave a tight hug.

William was embraced by him several times, and in the process, he stole quite a bit of his hair.

Fudge was a typical politician, and all indications suggested he was increasingly wary of Dumbledore. William plucking a few hairs was a precautionary measure.

"You...you're so mean!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I'll take that as a compliment!" William said shamelessly.

Hermione smiled broadly, using Costa's face to wink seductively:

"Of course!"

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