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“Oh, no thanks.” Eleanor said.

The witch had to close the door again, “Okay, have a nice trip!” ”

When she closed the door, a trace of regret appeared on her face.

“I don’t really like what is sold in the car.” Eleanor explained as she pulled two slices of bread from her suitcase.

“Eat this first, and when I get to my house later, I will make you something to eat.”

Elenor handed Eugene a slice of square bread.

“Thank you.”

Then she unscrewed a bottle of water for Eugene.

Lunch was simply settled.

At half past two in the afternoon, the train arrived at Aitel North Station, which is also the terminus.

Everyone got off in an orderly manner.

“Follow me.” Eleanor reminded.

Eugene pulled his backpack and came to this world, going abroad for the first time, saying that it was impossible not to be nervous.

Moreover, he still went abroad as a little wizard, and he still felt different.

After leaving the platform, following the instructions, they came to a hall.

The hall is divided by a fence and there are twelve exits in total.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner.

There is a lot of people, because in addition to their train, other arriving train passengers will also come here.

“Wait until you go through security, they ask you why you came here, you just say travel, understand?”

Eugene nodded.

The speed of the team was quite fast, and in about five minutes, it was Eleno’s turn.

The prosecutor was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a blue guard uniform, which should be the uniform attire on Aitel’s side.

Eleanor showed the bag to the inspector, then took a card from her wallet and handed it to the inspector.

The inspector just took his wand and tapped on Eleanor’s card. It was to let her pass.

“Honey, don’t be nervous, I’m waiting for you outside.” Before leaving, Eleanor said to Eugene.

These words made Eugene even more nervous.

Coming to the inspector, looking at his expressionless and serious look, Eugene was a little worried, in case there was a problem with his wizard registration certificate, would the other party immediately control himself?

Eugene followed Elenor’s steps just now and handed the backpack to the other party for inspection.

There was no problem, and the inspector returned the bag to Eugene.

“What about the registration certificate?” The inspector’s voice was muffled.

Eugene hurriedly handed over the registration certificate.

The inspector looked at the information on it, and then at Eugene.

“First time?”

Eugene nodded.

“What are you doing?”

“Tourism.”

“Well, that’s good.” The inspector said, “You stand still. ”

Is it, but not off?

Eugene stood up straight, nervous tight.

Then the inspector bent down and, from under his desk, took out something wrapped in a black cloth.

What is that thing?

What dangerous goods won’t it be? Or is it magical equipment like identification?

While Eugene was thinking about it, the inspector uncovered the black cloth.

It’s an old camera.

To be precise, it is an antique camera, the kind that uses magnesium light.

“Watch over here.” The inspector reminded.

Eugene looked over there, a light flashed in front of him, and the camera smoked.

Immediately after, a photo spits out of the camera.

The inspector flicked the photo and affixed it to Eugene’s wizarding registration card.

Is this Polaroid?

Eugene is a little confused.

“Take it, welcome to the romantic city of Aitel.” The inspector handed the wizard registration certificate to Eugene.

Eugene is still a little confused.

He looked down at the registration certificate and saw that his photo had been replaced.

The photo also moves, which is exactly the movement of Eugene looking up at the camera.

Leaving the level, Eugene exhaled heavily.

“Look how nervous you are.”

Eugene smiled, “I thought he was going to stop me.” ”

“The formalities are normal, who will stop you?” Elenor also smiled.

“Let’s go, let’s take the subway.”

“By subway?” Eugene didn’t expect that Eleanor would take the subway.

Aren’t most wizards rarely using ordinary people’s transportation?

Like Eleanor, she should still be able to use Transfiguration directly.

“Save mana.” Eleanor gave Eugene an answer that couldn’t be asked.

So, the two took the subway together and got off at the Champs Elyses Road Station.

332 Champs Road is where Elenor lived.

It is not far from the Arc de Triomphe.

Standing in front of your home, you can see it.

Eleanor’s home is a small three-story building with a basement structure.

No. 332 has a total of 12 households.

Elenor’s house number is 332-3.

The address where Eugene sent the letter before is also here.

“My house is not as spacious as yours.” Eleanor opened the door and handed Eugene a pair of slippers.

The slippers were new, probably the ones she had just bought.

Elenor’s home is indeed not spacious.

The first floor is the living room and kitchen, so there is no other space.

“Young Master Eugene, you sit in the living room for a while first, and I’ll go get you food.” Elenor led Eugene to the living room.

“There are TVs, books, you can watch them.”

With that, she poured Eugene a glass of water, and then went straight to the kitchen.

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