Stars over Montmartre

Under the Parisian night, Montmartre seemed to twinkle like scattered stardust. Harry, clad in his wizard robes, surveyed the spectacle, a kaleidoscope of life and light, from a quaint café.

"Paris, magnificent as always," murmured Ron, his eager eyes reflecting the vibrant city lights.

"Even the magic feels...different here," Hermione added thoughtfully, stirring her hot chocolate.

Just then, an automated waiter swerved awkwardly, its mechanical arm dropping a croissant before Ron. "These Muggle contraptions could use a charm," Ron jested, eyebrows raised.

Harry chuckled, but his laughter was short-lived as he discovered a shimmering pamphlet in his pocket promising a gateway to another world.

The Enigmatic Encounter

Harry, Hermione, and Ron gathered around a small table, the pamphlet unfolding before them like a delicate mystery. Its surface shimmered, woven with metallic threads.

"What is this thing?" Ron whispered, eyes wide.

Before Hermione could speculate, a shadow moved from the alley, revealing the familiar, imposing figure of Professor Snape.

"Lost in the city of dreams, Potter?" Snape's voice was a mix of condescendence and intrigue.

Surprised, Harry adjusted his glasses. "What do you know about this, Professor?"

"More than you imagine," Snape drew closer, his presence enveloping them in an aura of enigma. "Beware, gateways are seldom what they seem."

With a swish of his cloak, Snape retreated, leaving only questions in his wake.

"Do you think he's trying to help us or hinder us?" Hermione pondered aloud.

"Sometimes the path is revealed by not following directions," Harry mused as Ron fiddled with the pamphlet.

Suddenly, a soft hum reverberated through the air. The pamphlet shimmered and a holographic map appeared, faint lines tracing a path through Paris.

"I didn't mean to do that!" Ron exclaimed.

"This map... It doesn't look ordinary," Harry said, eyeing the glowing paths that intertwined reality with magic.