Molly Weasley, who had hardly ever traveled far from home, was stunned by the bustling, prosperous scene before her.
Even Harry and Ron could not help but stare blankly for a moment.
"Perhaps you should start by persuading Nicolas Flamel." Tierra smiled, then pretended to lift the sleeve on his arm and check the time. "Oh, sorry, friends, I have something to take care of. I'll be going ahead—"
With that, Tierra vanished from the spot.
"Hey! Wait, Tierra!" Harry asked in confusion. "Where should we go to find Nicolas Flamel first—"
Before Harry could finish, Tierra had already disappeared.
"Tierra, honestly!" Harry said with some annoyance. "He's always like this, disappearing in a hurry halfway through what he's saying."
"Come on, Harry, aren't you used to it by now?" Hermione sighed helplessly and patted Harry on the shoulder. "Isn't Tierra always like this? Rushing about and being all mysterious."
"Perhaps you could ask at the French Ministry of Magic." Fleur Delacour, who had said little until now, suggested, "As the greatest living alchemist, Nicolas Flamel's address should be on file at the French Ministry of Magic."
"Good idea!" Ron nodded in agreement.
"But we lost the Philosopher's Stone," Hermione said dejectedly. "What reason do we have to look for Nicolas Flamel?"
Harry and Ron exchanged a look, and Harry decided to speak.
"Perhaps we can tell the French Ministry of Magic the truth," Harry suggested. "We can tell them directly that the Philosopher's Stone Mr. Tierra gave Nicolas Flamel as compensation was lost by us, and ask them to help us find Nicolas Flamel."
"Good idea." Hermione thought for a moment, then could only nod helplessly.
"What did Tierra mean by starting with Nicolas Flamel?" Hermione asked again. "What does he want us to persuade Nicolas Flamel to do?