Foreign Diagon Alley

"I didn't realize you were so kind-hearted." Walking along the road in Marseille Port, the brown-skinned Yusuf Kama suddenly spoke up. "I always thought Slytherin House at Hogwarts was full of schemers and Coldblood!"

"Then you might have some prejudice against Slytherin," Xiwen said casually, putting his wand back into his sleeve. "Besides, it's really no big deal; I was just doing what I could."

He had just secretly cast two simple heating and healing spells on the old woman waiting for her son, dispelling the chill she had picked up from spending the whole day in the cold wind and making her feel less cold. But for her son, who was still on the battlefield, Xiwen had no solution.

"Alright, let's not talk about that now." Xiwen shook his head, shaking off his thoughts about war, and said to Kama, "Is the Kama Family now entirely under your control?"

"Yes, I am the last male in the Kama Family." Kama nodded and said solemnly.

"We're both the last male in the family, so why is he so confident he can make the decisions, while I'm such a hassle..." Xiwen muttered casually, but knowing that the two families' situations were different, he quickly changed the subject.

"Did Dumbledore tell you what we were thinking?" he asked.

"Yes, he sent Fawkes with a letter telling me about your new plan," Kama said. "Dumbledore asked me to help you build a Pure-blood faction. But I don't really understand why he would ask a young wizard like you, only fourteen, to do this."

"Maybe it's because they can't find anyone else!" Xiwen said with a light laugh, which made Kama frown.

The two walked through the bustling port area and, without prior arrangement, headed towards a secluded and deserted place.

As she walked briskly, Kama asked, "So, do you have any specific plans right now?"

"Hmm... I do have a plan," Xiwen said casually. "But first, I need to secure the inheritance rights to my family's branch in France."

"You haven't even secured your own family's inheritance?" Kama suddenly turned around, looking at Xiwen in disbelief.

"There's no need to get so worked up, Mr. Kama," Xiwen said casually, waving his hand. "I only need to persuade three different Pure-blood families to join our new power to gain the right to inherit their families."

"With your help, wouldn't the three families have already achieved one-third of their goals?"

"I don't believe Pure-blood families are so easily persuaded," Kama said dismissively. "Besides, after the Lestrange family's branch in France completely disappeared, there aren't many Pure-blood families left in France."

Xiwen raised an eyebrow and looked at Kama, asking, "So, do you have any Pure-blood families you know well, or families you feel are easy to talk to, that you could recommend to me?"

"Unfortunately, no," Kama said with a hint of schadenfreude. "Our family originated in Senegal in West Africa, and later migrated to France. Because of our skin color, we have never had close contact with those native Pure-blood people."

"Alright then." Xiwen nodded with some regret.

During their conversation, the two soon arrived at a secluded spot where using magic would go unnoticed.

"Have you studied Side-Along Apparition?" Kama stopped and asked, looking at Xiwen.

Xiwen nodded slightly and took Kama's arm.

With a soft "bang," the two of them vanished from the spot.

France, Paris, Montmartre Administrative District, Voltaire Avenue.

A bronze magic statue stands beside a wide road, depicting a beautiful woman sitting quietly on a bronze pedestal.

Suddenly, the air next to the statue distorted, and two figures, one tall and one short, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air.

"If you don't want to get lost here, stick close to me!" Kama adjusted his hat, which had become slightly askew due to Apparition, and said to Xiwen.

At the same time, he led Xiwen quickly to the bronze statue.

This statue is actually the entrance to Katché Square, a gathering place for sorcerers in Paris, which is equivalent to Diagon Alley in France.

To passing Muggle, the statue appears as any ordinary statue, sitting motionless in place; but when wizards approach, the woman depicted in the statue comes to life, opening the entrance to Katché Square in Paris.

As Xiwen and Kama approached the statue, the beautiful woman seated on the pedestal instantly came to life, appearing as if she were a living person. She moved her legs and clothes aside, revealing the passageway on the pedestal for Xiwen and Kama to enter.

Kama went in first, followed closely by Xiwen.

Stepping inside the base, passing through a short passageway, and emerging from a small opening, one is immediately struck by the feeling of sudden openness.

Outside the cave entrance lies the spacious Katché Square, with numerous wizard shops situated along its sides.

Many Christmas trees adorned with colorful lights were placed here, giving this square, which belonged exclusively to wizards, a touch of Christmas atmosphere.

Most of the surrounding shops were closed; it seemed the shop owners had all chosen to go home for their Christmas dinner and had no intention of making more money.

In this space, Kama led Xiwen further into the square, until they arrived at the entrance of a luxuriously decorated hotel. Above the hotel's wide doors hung a sign that read "Ginestu Hotel" in French.

"Dumbledore actually sent me more than one letter; he also gave one to the McMillan family," Kama told Xiwen. "The Macmillan family, a Pure-blood families, has always been very conscientious, and they have shown a tendency to help Dumbledore in this Global Wizarding War."

"However, the McMillan family only operated in France for less than a hundred years, so I don't know if that meets your great-grandfather's requirements."

"I'm not sure either, but we should at least give it a try," Xiwen nodded and said. "It's always good to have more resources."

He then followed Kama into the Ginestu Hotel, up to the top-floor luxury suite, and knocked on its exquisite, heavy wooden door.

"Mr. Macmillan, we are friends of Dumbledore," Kama said politely to those inside the door. "We've come to discuss with you the matter of establishing Pure-blood New Faction."

"Come in!" a man's voice came from behind the door.

The wooden door opened with a click.

Xiwen and Kama entered the room and saw a middle-aged male wizard sitting on the sofa. He was burly, but his expression was very uneasy, and his face was rather pale.

"Are you feeling unwell, Mr. Macmillan?" Kama asked politely, observing the expression on the face of the Macmillan France chief. "Would you like us to find a healer to help you..."

Kama's words suddenly froze in his throat, and his expression turned serious.

Curious, Xiwen looked in the direction Kama was pointing and saw a brown-haired witch walking over from the other side of the room.

"Long time no see, our traitorous colleague, Yusuf Kama," she said coldly.