"Please sign here. What brings you to Britain, and approximately how many days will you be staying?"
The employee handling Louise's entry registration kept his eyes lowered, trying his best not to stare at the beautiful girl before him. He could even feel his tone changing as he spoke.
"All done. Thank you."
Louise paid no attention to the young man's change. After completing the entry formalities, she and Yanila stepped into the Forest Green Flame that had risen beside them under the watchful eyes of the Ministry of Magic employees, heading straight for Britain's famed Diagon Alley.
"You're as popular as ever."
Yanila, whose identity had not been recognized, was feeling rather gloomy. She had discovered that she was less popular in Britain than in other European countries. The wizards here really did prefer that old woman called Celestina Warbeck.
"How does it feel?"
Louise smiled at the young woman waiting beside her.
"Nothing special."
Yanila surveyed Diagon Alley before her and curled her lip. "Old, dirty streets, and rude, sneaky people everywhere."
Just moments ago, Yanila had already noticed quite a few people casting appraising looks in their direction.
"That's normal. You'll find people like that everywhere." Louise was used to it. Her Veela blood had given her a beautiful face, but it had also brought her no small amount of trouble.
"Come on, everyone's waiting for us."
"I want to look around."
Yanila's words puzzled Louise, but she quickly understood why.
"Nervous?"
Louise wore an expression that said she had expected as much.
"No." Yanila pointed at a nearby shop filled with Christmas cheer. "I just wanted to pick up some Christmas Gifts for everyone while we're here."
"Come back another day. This place can hardly be called safe for us right now."
Louise smiled, took the