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10 York Long Street

Sherlock's painting talent is also very poor, and he has never tried hard in this area since he was a child. The wizard's painting skills are obviously not as good as Hermione, who came from the Muggle family. She paints Sherlock. Although she is very immature and unfamiliar, she can already tell it.

Ashinsha seemed a little jealous about her good friend Hermione's paintings that were her brother rather than her. She looked at her hand twistingly as if she could tell it was a personal figure. She ran to Sherlock and took a look. Sherlock's paintings were only a little more powerful than her. Anyway, if she placed the two paintings together, she would never think they were the same person.

I guess if Fu Mengd saw Sherlock and Ashinsha draw figures for him with his own eyes, he would definitely vomit blood.

"Has Mr. Sherlock finished drawing too? Can you let me see it?" Cloai Picasso was obviously very concerned about what level Sherlock would draw. At this time, Ahsinsha also ran to Chloai and held up her father's figure painting for Chloai to show.

"Miss Picasso, mine has been drawn, but unfortunately it is different from Sherlock's. We both painted it as father, but it looks basically different at all, and the difference is very big." Ah Xinsha said.

Sherlock also showed him the canvas he drew for Chloe. The Hogwarts students and the students from the Busbaton Magic School were also curiously bounced their necks and looked there. However, when they saw Sherlock's painting level, they couldn't help laughing. They felt that Sherlock, as the prince of the spell, obviously had a very high talent in spell science, but they could only be described as a scumbag in painting art.

Femiya and Hermione wanted to argue for Sherlock, feeling that the eyes of the people around them were simply mocking their idols. Most girls hate the looks that boys showed, but after looking at Sherlock's hands, they really couldn't find the advantages that they could refute.

Chloe looked at Sherlock and Ashinsha with some embarrassment. She no longer expects the little wizards to display their artistic talents. This talent is innate, and you can basically feel it by looking at a person's first work.

But if you admit that Sherlock and the girl in front of you (who didn't know Ah Xinsha) painted their fathers with very ugly portraits, it would definitely hurt each other's enthusiasm.

But I have to say it is indeed ugly.

So Chloe could only patiently comfort him, "It's not ugly! In fact, what you two have their own advantages when you paint for your father, this is a shining point that only you can find. Think about it, it's not that you paint differently, but that your father is not the same person, so the fathers drawn by each person are also different. Fathers are unique to each person, so the effect they draw will be different, because they are different fathers, not the same person."

Sherlock and Ashinsha were each holding the canvas and were stunned. They were brothers and sisters.

Where did this Miss Picasso tell that they were not born by the same father... Are they true or false?

Salina walked over and patted the two people on the shoulders, and said in a loss, "This is nothing. She told me just now that my appearance is exactly the same as the one in the painting."

Salina raised the canvas with some anger, hoping that Sherlock and Ashinsha would judge her. She was obviously so beautiful and cute, but she insisted on saying that it was the same as in the painting, although she admitted that the painting was indeed very poor.

Sherlock looked at the paintings of Salina, couldn't hold back and laughed, pointing at Salina's paintings and said, "It's so ugly, this painting is like a piece of shit... Hahahahahahaha I'm so laughing!"

Salina "..."

The afternoon painting seemed to pass by a burst of funny laughter and joy. The students of Busbaton and Hogwarts had a short time of joy. Hogwarts' summer trip was only two days in Busbaton. On the third day, they were going to take a stroll to the long street of York in France.

It is as famous as the Diagon Alley in the UK, and the distribution of Gringotts in France is also located there.

This time, the little wizards of Hogwarts will not continue to live in Hogwarts Express, but live in the wizard hotel "Snowing Wind Alley" located in the center of York Long Street. This is an alley divided from York Long Street. On both sides are long alleys made of three-story buildings. It is said that when you stay in hotel rooms on both sides at night, you can hear the sound of wind blowing into the alley, just like the howling of an evil ghost.

Therefore, he is also very famous in the magic world.

At that time, some wizards thought this was the effect of magic, but no one could find traces. They were ultimately defined as unknown events. They believed that there were really evil ghosts hiding here, maybe they were ghosts that had not been discovered yet, hiding in the sewer under the alley.

The wind blows through the alley and will alarm the ghost, especially the unwillingness and resentment of the other party when they die, so they will roar, which makes some good wizards think that someone must have lived here, and then was killed, and the body was chopped and thrown into the sewer. However, because the ghost could not leave the place at the time of death, he was trapped inside for a long time.

Of course this is just a rumor, but it does not affect Xiaofeng Alley becoming a haunted hotel that French wizards like to go to.

Of course, this is what wizards. If they were Muggles, they would probably be able to write a best-selling horror the next day.

After a day visiting York Long Street, some young wizards will buy things here that they cannot buy in Diagon Alley, such as some specialties from the French magic world.

On the next day, on the fourth day, they visited the French Ministry of Magic.

There are many young wizards who have not graduated from Hogwarts and even the British Ministry of Magic before they have been to the Ministry of Magic in France.

But this time the visit to the French Ministry of Magic made the little wizards worried, because the entrance they were about to come was the underground cemetery in Paris.

The underground cemetery in Paris is made up of millions of human bones.

Some of the skulls on the edges have been touched by tourists to be extremely smooth, like finely polished porcelain, and some of them are already covered with moss in the depths.

There is only one road to walk in the entire underground cemetery, and all the forks were blocked by iron fences.

The corpses here are mainly based on several major plagues in the 17th and 18th centuries, the people who died in the French Revolution, and the skeletons buried in a major cemetery. It is said that this arrangement is because of the speed of the spread of the plague and the perspective of sanitation. In the ground of Paris, there is really no such large land to bury these corpses.

Little did they know that after a few years, this underground cemetery became the source of artists and became one of the famous attractions in Paris.
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