            Three jumps south across England. One to the French coast. One more to Paris. After Rita Skeeter’s article, they agreed it was too dangerous to use the public floo networks to make their way to the English coast. Normally, she’d be loathe to side-along with two people, but with Lucius requiring it, and Sirius’s magic back but still unpredictable, Hermione could see no better option. With any luck, splitting up the geography into several jumps would keep them from splinching, even if they were all puking by the time they reached Paris.