Marvel's Master of Heavenly Magic

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"Next, let's go register, then I'll introduce you to my good friend. She's an Auror with the French Ministry of Magic.

Her house is pretty big, so we'll stay there while we're in Paris!"

Amy led George out of the Ministry of Magic's Apparition Office, taking the cage lift to the main hall and having him sit on a nearby bench.

"Wait here for a bit. I'll go say hi to her and grab the keys."

"I think—"

George was about to say he didn't want to stay at Amy's friend's house and would rather stay at an inn on Magic Street, but Amy had already turned and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Forget it. As long as I can study well, it doesn't matter where we stay."

He wasn't lacking in money. Staying at an inn was a bit expensive, but it was more convenient, and he could always stroll around Magic Street.

He could even pay for their accommodation if needed.

But after thinking about it for a moment, it seemed a bit over the top, so he dropped the idea.

While Amy went to meet her Auror friend, George stood up from the bench and began inspecting the French Ministry of Magic.

Compared to the old-fashioned, rigid decor of the British Ministry of Magic, the French Ministry felt more romantic and free-spirited, with beautiful lace decorations everywhere and a hint of Art Nouveau style.

About half an hour later, Amy returned to the hall.

"All set. We'll leave the Ministry now. The French Ministry has anti-Apparition spells set up, so we can't use Apparition inside. Once we're outside, I'll Apparate us to my friend's house."

"You're familiar with the area, so it's up to you," George replied with a nod.

The two of them got back into the magical elevator and went up to the square outside the Ministry of Magic.

It turned out that the entire French Ministry of Magic was located beneath the square.

"Apparition!"

After finding a spot with no Muggles in sight, Amy grabbed George's arm and in an instant, they disappeared, reappearing on the famous Champs-Élysées in Paris.

"Is your friend's house on Magic Street?"

A look of surprise appeared on George's face.

The Champs-Élysées is known as "the most beautiful avenue in the world" and is also the entrance to Paris's Magic Street.

Under normal circumstances, unless one owns a shop on Magic Street, wizards rarely settle there because it's too expensive.

Mr. Weasley, Ron's father, also worked at the Ministry, but his family lived in Ottery St. Catchpole, a village in Devon, which was a half-wizard, half-Muggle village. It was quite far from the London Ministry.

"Paris Magic Street is different from Diagon Alley in London. Diagon Alley is the oldest magical street in history, built when there weren't many wizards, so it wasn't very big.

But Paris Magic Street was built later, and it's as large as Muggle Champs-Élysées, even having the same layout.

So, only a small part of this street is made up of shops. Most of the buildings here are houses where wizards live.

While wizards in Britain are scattered everywhere, most wizards here in France live on Magic Street."

Amy led George to the middle of the street, where they stopped in front of a statue sitting on a stone pillar.

"Confuse the mind!"

A Confundus Charm clouded the minds of the guards standing by the statue. When the statue lifted its skirt, they quickly ducked underneath.

George followed suit and slipped inside as well.

What greeted his eyes was a street nearly identical to the Champs-Élysées.

The only difference, he noted, was the signs hanging above some of the shop doors, which were a bit different from the ones outside.

Outside, the pet store became a magical creature pet shop, the library turned into a magical bookstore, and the pharmacy was now a potion shop, among other changes.

As for clothing, it seemed that French wizards didn't like to wear traditional wizard robes. Instead, they preferred to dress in suits and ties, much like Muggles. If they weren't holding a wand, it would be hard to tell they were wizards.

Wizards in Britain also wore suits at times, especially the Ministry of Magic staff, but in Diagon Alley, one could still see many elderly wizards wearing traditional wizard robes.

You could easily spot this difference just by looking at the uniforms of the students at the two countries' wizard schools.

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Britain, all students must wear wizard robes during school hours, and most of the teachers also wear them. The wizard robe is essentially the uniform at Hogwarts.

But at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, the uniform isn't the traditional wizard robe; it's a more modern blue suit and long skirt.

"Since most French wizards live here, this place gets quite lively during the summer vacation. You'll see many little wizards from Beauxbatons on their break, and sometimes, if you're lucky, you might even catch a magical creature performance."

Amy explained as she led George to the second floor of a residential building, unlocking the door and stepping inside.

"It looks pretty good."

George glanced around. The apartment was about 130 square meters, with three bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a balcony, all decorated in European style.

"It's still early. You can go stroll down Magic Street if you like. I'll go find a pub and have a drink. Tomorrow we'll start the lessons properly."

Amy set George's luggage in an empty room and felt her craving for alcohol return. She was planning to find a pub to satisfy her desire for a drink.

However, George stopped her with a raised hand.

"No need. I'm not interested in Magic Street right now. Let's start the lessons now!"

There was no rush to visit Magic Street. They could always go in the evening after the lessons, but the daytime was the best time for learning. The sooner he mastered Apparition, the sooner he'd be able to escape trouble in other worlds, should he ever need to.

Hearing George's words, Amy paused for a moment, then gave him a thumbs-up.

"You really are something!"

From the time she met George yesterday until today, despite not spending much time together, his composure and self-discipline had still left a deep impression on her. It was hard to imagine that this boy was only twelve years old.

For the sake of the Galleons, Amy suppressed her craving for alcohol, took off her coat, and put on a vest to begin teaching Apparition.

"The most important points of Apparition are three: target, determination, and calmness. Before casting the spell, think about where you want to go, and make sure it's clear and precise, not vague."

In truth, Amy didn't believe George could master Apparition. Even if he could learn all the theoretical knowledge, it wouldn't matter.

First-years weren't physically developed enough, and their magical power was simply too weak to perform a high-level spell like Apparition, which drained so much energy.

That was the reason she had initially refused.

But now, she had no choice. She was at her wits' end, and George was very rich, so she had no choice but to accept this deal.

However, she didn't think of it as cheating. She was sure she would teach him with sincerity, making sure he learned all the theory. But if his magic power wasn't enough to cast the spell, it wasn't her fault.

In a few years, as he grew, he would be able to perform it naturally.

(End of Chapter)