William and Hermione Were Here!

Hermione's words left William completely confused.

He didn't know if Newt's trunk was in the Louvre, but he knew Hermione couldn't possibly know either.

Because the two were always inseparable and never separated.

However, he did not refute it.

Based on his understanding and trust of Hermione, William knew that the girl must have noticed something he hadn't.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go to the Louvre and find the box now," William said in French, echoing Hermione's performance.

Hermione laughed and pulled William to his feet.

"We've changed our minds!" Hermione shouted to Apache. "Stop up there, we're going to the Louvre!"

"The Louvre?" Apache countered, sounding quite nervous. "What, not going to the Lyon Avenue?"

"No, I'm not going!" William shook his head. "Let's go to the Louvre, now!"

The driver, Russell, slammed on the brakes, Abraxan drifted sharply before coming to a stop in the square in front of the Louvre.

William took the money out of his pocket, tossed it to Apache, and then quickly ran with Hermione toward the Louvre's famous glass pyramid.

Hermione excitedly spoke to William again, talking loudly about the box.

Apache hurried back to the fireplace, stuck his head inside, and said quickly, "Auror, they've both gotten out of the car and entered the Louvre."

"What's going on?" Odom asked seriously. "You've been exposed?"

"No, I didn't say anything. The girl suddenly suggested going to the Louvre. She told the boy that something was in the Louvre... Oh, right, it looked like a box!"

"They mentioned the box?" Odom asked nervously.

"Um... yes." Apache hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously, "What's in the box? Dark Magic items, or Muggle... bombs?"

"Where are they now? Have they entered the Louvre?" Cregan suddenly asked.

The driver, Russell, peered out the window. "There are a lot of tourists. They're queuing up to enter the glass pyramid..."

Cregan roared, "Recall all the Auror on the Lyon Avenue immediately! Now surround the Louvre! We're going to catch them! We need to find the chest!"

Take immediate action!

"Sir, I remember the Louvre has Anti-Apparition Charm..." Odom said.

To prevent wizards from stealing artworks, the French Ministry of Magic has installed various protective spells in major tourist attractions.

Among them is the Anti-Apparition Charm.

"That's right, so once they're inside, there's no chance of them escaping!" Cregan's eyes lit up.

"Seal off that area immediately! We're only one step away from success!"

Odom turned and left to gather the Auror who had already departed.

Five minutes later, fifty Auror appeared in Apparition in the neighborhood a little further away from the Louvre.

They sealed off the entire neighborhood as quickly as possible.

Cregan led a dozen or so men toward the glass pyramid.

The idea of building a pyramid in front of the Louvre was met with opposition from most of the France people when the design was first proposed.

However, France President Mitterrand overruled objections and chose this option.

This building, completed just a few years ago, has now become, in the mouths of most France people, a truly delicious treat!

Cregan had no interest in appreciating the building, nor did he queue; he simply had the Auror disperse the tourists.

He walked through the revolving door toward several security guards.

"I am Cregan, Director General of the France Directorate-General for External Security."

Cregan drew his wand, waved it lightly, then held up a blank badge and handed it to the captain of the security team.

The security captain's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he took out his badge and began to check it.

The France Directorate-General for External Security), also known as the Seventh Bureau or the France Directorate-General for Foreign Security, holds a position equivalent to the United States Central Intelligence Agency and United Kingdom MI6.

The problem is that Cregan was actually a figurehead employee of the Seventh Bureau.

The Ministry of Magic and the President maintain contact. High-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic, like him, often hold positions in Muggle to some extent, which makes it easier for them to carry out their duties outside the ministry.

However, he never carried his Muggle ID with him... A Confundus Charm would solve the problem, why would he need to carry that thing?

"Yes, the documents are genuine. Mr. Cregan, what can I do for you?" the security captain asked respectfully.

"Ten minutes ago, two United Kingdom spies entered this place. I need you to find them immediately." Cregan handed over the photograph.

The security captain immediately sent someone to compare the photos with the surveillance footage.

The Louvre is so vast that a thorough search would take several days. Fortunately, it has comprehensive surveillance equipment, the kind that leaves no blind spots.

Three minutes later, the monitor located the suspect's position and then informed the security captain via mobile phone.

"They went to Denon Wing... no, this is footage from five minutes ago, they entered the Grand Gallery, and are now in the restrooms at the far end of the gallery!"

"Report to the captain! That man and woman went into the women's restroom together!"

Cregan was momentarily stunned. Could Newt's trunk be there?

"Are there any other exits?" Cregan asked.

"No, that restroom is enclosed; there are no other exits," the security team leader said.

"Okay, take us there immediately."

Five minutes later, a group of heavily armed senior security personnel stood guard at the entrance to the women's restroom.

"You all stay outside and keep watch," Cregan ordered, then led the four Auror toward the women's restroom.

The door was locked from the inside. Cregan wasn't in the mood to wait for the key, so he kicked the wooden door open and went inside.

An Auror slammed the door shut, and the others raised their wands.

Stark and Granger have been in the women's restroom for fifteen minutes!

Although he didn't know what the two were doing there, Cregan knew they must be inside.

The Louvre cannot Apparition, and after the two entered the restroom, they locked the door and never opened it again, so it's impossible for them to leave using the Disillusionment Charm!

There are no other exits here!

The perfect Chamber of Secrets!

Cregan smiled victoriously and said softly, "Stark, you're surrounded. Hand over Scamander's box now, and I'll withdraw the arrest warrant and restore your reputation."

Don't put up a futile resistance; we don't want to hurt you or your girlfriend!

In the toilet, which smelled of disinfectant, no one answered him; only the sound of running water could be heard.

Cregan gave him a look.

Odom immediately stepped forward and carefully pushed open the door to the first cubicle.

Nobody's here!

The second Auror followed... quickly, the third, the fourth...

Finally, a group of Auror gathered at the door of the innermost cubicle, holding sticks and warily watching the wooden door.

It's locked from the inside again!

"Alohomora!" Cregan waved his wand.

The door was opened.

still,

There was no one there!

A leather suitcase sits on the toilet seat.

Cregan knew that the Scamander trunk had been greatly expanded using the Undetectable Extension Charm, and could even hold half of Beauxbatons.

Were the two of them hiding inside?

Cregan flicked his wand slightly, opening the box, his pupils suddenly contracting.

It was just an ordinary leather suitcase, containing a piece of parchment with a line of beautiful cursive English writing:

William Hermione was here!

Cregan stood there for a dozen seconds, staring at the parchment that was filled with deep mockery, muttering a curse under his breath.

Hateful!

Cregan was furious. When had he started being led around by the nose by two little wizards?

Where the hell have they run off to?!

"Sir, all the exits are sealed," Odom insisted. "The only possibility is that they are still in the Louvre and cannot leave."

I suggest increasing the search efforts and bringing everyone in.

It sounded logical, but Cregan had a bad feeling that the Stark and Granger had already escaped.

"Send someone to the Élysée Palace immediately and tell President Mitterrand of the Muggle to Muggle a nationwide warrant for the arrest of Stark and Granger!"

From the women's restroom came Cregan's furious roar.

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