Durmstrang's students took off their students' fur cloaks and looked up at the dark, star-twinkling ceiling with interest. Two of the students www.biquge.info also picked up the golden plate and goblet and held it carefully, obviously very interested.

After a tiring journey, a hearty meal is obviously a good choice.

At the faculty desk over there, Filch, the janitor, was adding a few chairs. For today's grand occasion, he put on that old tuxedo that moldy look. Many of the students were surprised to see him add four chairs, two on each side of Dumbledore.

After all the students had entered the auditorium and taken their seats at the tables of their respective colleges, the faculty members also entered, and they walked to the guest of honor and sat down. At the end of the line were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime. Beauxbatons' students stood up in unison when they saw their headmaster appear.

It can be seen from this that Beauxbatons' education is actually quite strict, at least the respect for the headmaster can be seen, several Hogwarts students can't help but laugh, they can't help but understand, after all, Dumbledore's policy of managing the school is still based on tolerance, and rarely loses his temper, while Beauxbatons's representatives are not embarrassed at all, and they don't sit down again until Lady Maxime sits down on Dumbledore's left hand side. Dumbledore stood still, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests," said Dumbledore, smiling at the foreign students, "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here.

A Beauxbatons girl, still wrapped her head tightly in a scarf, let out a sneer that was undoubtedly sarcastic.

"And no one forced you to stay!" Hermione whispered, annoyed by the girl.

"The tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet. Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as if they were in your own home!"

It was perhaps the highest banquet a Hogwarts student had ever received, and it was more sumptuous than the usual Christmas or Halloween food, and the house-elves in the kitchen seemed to be pulling out all their might, and they even saw a lot of dishes on the table that could only be found abroad.

"Is there anyone in this position, please?" A Hogwarts student in his fifth or sixth year was feasting at the table, wearing a dark green wizard's robe, presumably from Slytherin House, and he heard a nice female voice ringing in his ears.

"Of course there are!, don't I just sit here?," said the boy, irritably, and he was so impatient that he would not be too happy to be disturbed while eating.

"That's a shame. The owner of the voice showed quite depressed feelings, but in the boy's voice, there was an inexplicable attraction, which made him unconsciously give up the food in front of him and look up at the source of the sound.

This is supposed to be Beauxbatons's student, and by looking at her figure, she can tell that it is a girl, and she still has a headscarf wrapped around her head, and at this time the girl happens to take off the headscarf from her head, revealing her beautiful face, and her long, waterfall-like silver hair is heavy on her waist. She has large blue eyes and a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

"Is there really anyone?" the girl repeated her question again, and the simple words seemed to be full of magic.

"No... Nobody—" The boy's eyes widened, and all of a sudden they turned red, and his tongue grew a little bigger, and the food in his mouth hadn't even swallowed yet, as if his throat was stuck, and he could pat himself on the chest and say that this was the prettiest peer he had ever seen in his life.

He stood up at this time, and said in a polite and slightly flattering tone, "You must be late, aren't you?" I think I should be able to help you, and my classmates will be happy to give me a place. ”

"Thank you. Fleur said so, but sat down unceremoniously.

In order to maintain his demeanor, although the boy still wanted to be able to stay with her for a while, he still gave up.

"Can you hand me the french fish soup over there? Thanks, Mr. Malfoy. Fleur tilted her head around at this time and said, as if she had met him for the first time.

Of course, when you meet each other for the first time, you won't know each other's names, and you won't have such a normal conversation.

If the boy just now knew the true purpose of this girl's behavior just now, maybe it wouldn't be so refreshing to give up the position.

"Maybe if you restrain your charm a little bit, the same-sex relationship will be better. Malfoy shook his head, then handed over the plate that Fleur was pointing to.

There is a reason for his words, even if it is Madame Maxim's love protégé, Fleur's popularity in Beauxbatons does not seem to be good, perhaps she attracts too much attention from the opposite sex, which makes the other girls a little jealous.

"I don't care. Fleur stroked her long silver hair and said to herself, but in fact she should still not be able to do it so freely, who doesn't want to be more welcome.

"Also, I'm pretty sorry for the last time I slandered you. At this time, Fleur took the plate and placed it in front of her, and did not move it, but turned to speak.

"It was just a misunderstanding. Malfoy said tolerantly, but his instincts told him that the girl wasn't just apologizing.

"It's not a misunderstanding, I did it on purpose. Fleur said.

Even if Malfoy could have guessed the truth, the fact that the girl in front of him took the initiative to admit it in front of him really made him a little stunned, and at the same time made him a little unsure of how to react.

Should he be angry?

"Uh...... I think it's better to eat now. Malfoy chose to change the subject, and he found himself being targeted by many eyes.

The hibiscus with her headscarf off seems to have a different kind of powerful charm, attracting the attention of many male students around her.

"Why did she run to the Slytherin table, didn't she know that there were some dark wizards in that house?" Ron said with some hatred, too. "Even with that guy. He thought with some indignation.

"How does it feel familiar?" said Harry.

"Ron. Harry kicked him suddenly, and then said, "I remember, the holiday when I blew my aunt up, I saw the two of them talking together, it looked like they were dating, I think, it was at the Flolin cold drink shop," he thought back for a moment, "yes, Malfoy even gave a fake name at that time." Then added.

I have to say that even after all this time, this girl still left a deep enough impression on Harry's mind.

"Did he lie to her?" Ron was excited, as if he could expose Malfoy and win the girl's favor.

"Even then, I don't think she'll ever fall in love with someone who glares at her like an idiot. Hermione said harshly, not knowing what the psychology was.