Chapter Twenty-Six: The Tsundere Baby

Krum seems to be very popular among the students, and many people try their best to look at him more, but Xingzhe is not impressed, he has no special feelings about Quidditch, he thinks this is very common. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

He looked very lightly, which did not mean that the people around him looked at it lightly, especially his words just now, there was a taste of contempt in his tone.

Well, many students are talking about whether Xingzhe will have a spark with Krum, one is Quidditch is obvious, and the other is one of the top celebrities in the grade, which is very exciting to think about.

As they walked through the foyer and toward the Great Hall again with the rest of the Hogwarts students, a couple of sixth-year girls were going crazy and rummaging through their pockets for something—

"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill—"

"You say, will he sign my hat with lipstick?"

This kind of worship can be heard everywhere, Xingzhe suddenly felt that in fact, his heart was more or less a little fluctuating, many of his heroic deeds were not seen, he was used to using masks, he didn't want to show off in his heart, but sometimes he still wanted to be in the limelight.

Xingzhe returned to his Ravenclaw position and sat down. He saw that Harry and the others were looking forward to hope, as Krum and his Durmstrang alumni were still gathered in the doorway, and they seemed unsure where they should sit.

Beauxbatons' classmates had already chosen Ravenclaw, so they sat with Xingzhe. When they sat down, they looked around the auditorium with sullen expressions on their faces. Three of the students still had their heads wrapped tightly in scarves and turbans.

"Why are they wearing veils?" Luna said.

Xingzhe opened his eyes, and after looking at it, he finally reacted: "It seems that they are Mei Wa, so they don't want to be seen." ”

"Meiwa?" Luna remembered something.

Victor Krum and his Durmstrang alumni were already seated at the Slytherin table. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle are triumphant about this, and Seung-cheol despises them.

However, although the Beauxbatons sat on the Ravenclaw side, the atmosphere always felt a little strange.

It seems that Durmstrang's men are much happier than Buchston's men.

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

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. He added four chairs, two on each side of Dumbledore.

Xingzhe was already a little hungry, and he wasn't very interested in the French beauty of Beauxbatons, so he kept thinking in his heart, hurry, hurry, hurry up and eat!

After all the students had entered the auditorium and taken their seats at the tables of their respective colleges, the faculty members came in, 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. As soon as the Beauxbatons students saw their headmaster appear, they quickly stood up. Several Hogwarts students couldn't help but laugh. But Beauxbatons' delegates did not look embarrassed at all, and they did not sit down again until Lady Maxime sat 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.

Xingzhe raised his eyebrows, holding the grass, what is there to be dissatisfied with on our territory, who is this.

He glanced at the girl with her head wrapped around her sidelines.

Mei Wa is amazing.

"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!" ”

He sat down, and Harry saw Karkaroff and immediately leaned forward to talk to him.

The plate in front of them was again full of food as usual. The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to pull out all the stops. The menu was quite hearty, with a variety of dishes in front of them, and a few of them were definitely foreign.

Seong-cheol spotted a fish-related dish on the table.

"What is this?"

"French Fish Soup." Luna said.

"Uh..... Fish? Is there any fish in the world that tastes better than what I make? Hahaha," Xingzhe said shamelessly.

He was already hungry, so he didn't have time to take care of the plate of miscellaneous fish soup, and began to eat other things.

Somehow, the Great Hall seemed to be more crowded than usual, though there were less than twenty more schools, perhaps because their uniforms of different colors stood out compared to the black robes of Hogwarts. Durmstrang's students stripped off their fur cloaks, revealing the blood-red robes they were wearing.

Twenty minutes into the feast, Hagrid slipped through a door behind the faculty desks into the auditorium. He sat in his seat at the end of the table.

At this moment, a voice said, "I beg your pardon, do you still eat this plate of miscellaneous fish soup?" ”

It was the Beauxbatons girl Dumbledore was laughing at when he spoke. She finally took off her scarf. Long, waterfall-like silver hair reached her waist. She has large blue eyes and a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

Xingzhe squinted at him.

Wasn't it quite a bad deal just now, why is it that when you see food now, you won't be arrogant?

Xingzhe said indifferently: "Okay, you can take it." At the same time, he pushed the plate to the girl.

"Are you done eating?"

"I didn't think it was to my liking, so I didn't move."

The woman frowned, as if surprised at something, and then said something meaningful.

"French food tastes great."

"Hmph, that's because the French haven't eaten my food."

She glanced at Xingzhe and stared at it for dozens of seconds.

Then she carefully took the plate and walked to her table. As soon as she sat down, she talked to the people around her, and looked at Xingzhe from time to time.

Xingzhe didn't care at all, he ate meat and didn't care at all.

At this time, the two seats that had been empty ushered in the people who sat down. Ludo Bagman sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, while Percy's immediate boss, Mr. Crouch, sat next to Mrs. Maxim.

Xingzhe floated over there meaningfully, and he found that the latter also saw him, and that look was indifferent to a realm.

"Well, it seems that his son's re-entry into the game still has a great impact on him."

(To be continued.) )