After some discussion, Vizet and the others decided to find a nearby restaurant and focus most of their energy on figuring out where to go sightseeing.
Thanks to the good impression left by taking a passenger plane, everyone, including Sirius Black and the Longbottoms, no longer felt like exploring any Wizard Ruins. They were far more interested in trying something new from the Muggle world.
Under the circumstances, Fleur Delacour really did find a nearby restaurant. She led Vizet and the others along a cobblestone road, then stopped at a corner.
The restaurant was small, squeezed between an art gallery and a secondhand bookshop. Its display window looked dim and gray, though a warm yellow glow could be faintly seen inside.
Ron shuddered. "Oh... I've got a bad feeling about this."
George and Fred, for once, did not crack jokes. In an unusual show of agreement, they nodded in support of Ron's words.
Seeing that Ginny also looked troubled, Luna could not hold back her curiosity. "Ginny, what's wrong with you all?"
"Not long ago..." Ginny's voice sounded a little weak. "We ate out somewhere. It was a Muggle restaurant too..."
"The outside looked about the same as this place, and then the food those Muggles brought out... Have Muggles always eaten that badly?"
"You might not be able to imagine it..." Ron said in a low voice, as though suppressing the urge to vomit. "There was a dish called Eel Jelly..."
"That taste was horrible! Even worse than those potions. For one moment... I even saw something from when I was little—the spider I was holding in my arms!"
"Er..." Harry was standing beside Ginny. He rubbed his nose and said, "Actually, it wasn't that bad..."
"That's true," Hermione said in agreement. "It's mainly because the food at Hogwarts,