Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

And Lincoln returned from Boulogne before Canaan had time to open this invitation.

This is a piece of golden hard paper, which reads:

"Please arrive at the designated place within the specified time. Invited person: Guwit." The handwriting above is faint and disappears in a short time.

Canaan found that the time and place were not stated on it, and he curiously looked at this invitation letter with special materials. Combined with the disappearing handwriting above, he guessed that this invitation letter should be enchanted and only show handwriting at the specified time.

Sure enough, at around six o'clock in the evening, the invitation letter issued a light yellow halo and flew out of Canaan's pocket, a line of writing appeared on it:

"Please arrive at the 44th Avenue in Paris within half an hour."

"Oh, hell." Canaan muttered, then hurriedly found a map of Paris to find Valent Avenue. If he is far away, he will have to use phantom migration to get on the road.

There are quite a few wizards living in Paris these days. As a last resort, Canaan did not want to use magic.

Fortunately, Valent Avenue was not too far from here, and he explained to Lincoln, and Canaan hurried towards it.

Canaan arrived at his destination and got off the taxi. He felt that he should be the only wizard who came by Muggle transportation.

But he looked at the Wallant Street in front of him. There was no light in the building inside, and the street was dark, as if the moonlight could not shine in.

"I hate this place most!" Canaan frowned. He wondered how Guwitt said the private party would be held in such a place.

It is estimated that there is not much time until the meeting begins, and Canaan had to walk in slowly. In the weak light, Canaan stopped in front of a building, and the wooden sign not far away read: "Wallant Street 44"

At this time, a figure suddenly popped up at the fence in front of the house, and whispered, "Little, this is not the place you should come from."

"Sir, I have an invitation!" Canaan pulled out from his arms and began to glow red. He felt that this was to remind the party that the time was about to begin.

Is really a personalized invitation!

"Why did he still invite children?" The black figure murmured, then waved to Canaan, and then said, "Come in with me!"

Canaan went forward and found that the man was wearing brown linen cloth and a long brim covering his head, making people unclear. It's a bit like the dress of the mysterious man in the magic movie.

"After you go in, just find a place to sit down. If you can participate in this kind of party, you may be able to brag about your life." The man asked Canaan exaggeratedly.

"Okay, sir." Canaan nodded in response. He looked forward to the content of this party.

He took Canaan into the house and felt the strong light inside, Canaan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The space in the house is very large, half the size of a football field. The light is bright and magnificent. It seems to be the main style of gold and red. Even the ceiling has cast scene magic. A huge burning cloud floats above the head. Afterglow reflects the small face of Canaan.

There are also many wizards, there are probably dozens of them, several of them are gathered together in a group, happily discussing what. There are also several house-elves serving various snacks and red wine from time to time, and dressing them up. The whole picture is like a scene of top nobles gathering.

Canaan walked in and found a remote place to sit down, but he didn't know anyone inside.

He heard that the nearest group of people seemed to be discussing Alchemy intensely, so he looked up curiously. The man speaking was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with tight cuffs, thick socks on his feet, and layers of cloth wrapped around his head. He looked like an Indian.

"Don't underestimate me, I will take the first place this time." He said a fluent Indian accent. He is an Indian.

"Come on Azik, you said the same last year. Last time you couldn't complete the basic combined magic circle within the stipulated time, this time it is estimated that there was no drama." A black wizard in the crowd laughed.

"I don't believe it, Azik, you should go back to India to be your history professor. Alchemy is not for you." Another white wizard in the crowd mocked.

Everyone laughed suddenly.

"Go to your **** Luo Ruisi, I don't see you well anymore." Azke tilted his beard, screamed, and went up with a punch.

"Damn Indian, you dare to do it first." The white wizard covered his face with an incredible expression.

......

Canaan looked at this scene with interest, and it was not uncommon for a wizard to fight with bare hands. But soon the two were caught by the people around them, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

The party hadn't started yet. Green flames flared from time to time in the fireplace in the house, and then wizards were drilled out. Some wizards also appeared directly in the house, appearing to use phantom migration.

Canaan also saw Dumbledore, who had just appeared in the house with an old man with brown hair. And it seemed to notice Canaan's gaze, he nodded slightly to Canaan.

The old man beside him looked towards his eyes and smiled gently at Canaan.

Dumbledore's prestige in the magic world was indeed extraordinary. As soon as he appeared, many wizards approached with red wine and went to talk.

Looking at Dumbledore surrounded by the crowd, Canaan let out a sigh of relief. He still doesn't want to have too much communication with Dumbledore unless he can reasonably explain how his magical talent came from.

Took a bite of the sweet and sour orange juice in the goblet, and Canaan took another small cake and chewed it carefully. This was specially sent by the house elf, knowing that Canaan was a minor, it also prepared extra orange juice for Canaan.

"Canaan Brian?" The old man who had stood by Dumbledore just came to Canaan sometime.

"Oh, hello, are you?" Canaan suddenly stood up politely.

"I think that Rove's kid should have introduced me. My name is Newt Scamander." Newt said softly, his voice sounding intimate.

"I know you, the author of" Where is the magical animal ", you have also done a lot to deal with the first generation of the Dark Lord Grindelwald." Canaan surprised. He looked at the old man in front of him, with disheveled hair and loose bow tie.

"You know a lot. Uh, can I sit down and have some cake?" Newt asked, pointing to the dark chocolate cake on the table.

"Of course, please sit down."

"He came over at night and was in a hurry, too late to have dinner." He took a large piece of cake into his mouth, paying no attention to the image.

"Aren't you with Dumbledore?"

"I don't like crowded occasions. I wouldn't come if this party is rare." Newt stuffed a lot of bread in his mouth and said indistinctly ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ You can eat slowly , Don't worry. Canaan poured a glass of orange juice to Newt, and then asked, "Who organized this party?" Is it related to alchemy? "When Guwitt sent him an invitation letter, he didn't say much at all.

"You don't know?" Newt asked in surprise.

"Oh, I don't really know, this is the case ..." Canaan told Newt about his encounter with Guwit.

"It turns out that way." Newton nodded, took a sip of orange juice, and then said slowly: "This party was organized by Guwitt privately and has been held five times. This is the sixth time. You know he is famous. Alchemist, so every gathering is also about alchemy. "

"Every party Guvit invites alchemy masters from all countries to come and join them. They discuss alchemy knowledge and exchange ideas. Later, this party became more and more famous, and many alchemists couldn't find a way to come." When he came down, he glanced at Canaan, as if to say: You are such a lucky little guy.

"Yes, the last part of the party is that participants can take out their favorite alchemy items, if they can win the first place, there will be 5000 gold gallon reward!"

"How much?" Canaan asked in surprise.

"5,000 gold gallons!" Newt held out five fingers.

"He is really rich." Canaan said enviously. He writes books and shows, and the money he has earned in Diagon Alley for so long does not add up to 5,000 gold gallons.

"His family is one of the richest families in France. You will know if you look at this house and these house-elves." Newt smiled at Canaan's expression, and continued: "Dumbledore It was on behalf of Nicole Lemay that he came to this party. "