Fleur's attempt to have Amosta alone with her at the school hospital ultimately fell through.

Madame Maxim quickly rushed to the school hospital, and when she learned what had happened, she looked unhappy, but she was unable to have a seizure. Because Fleur's injury is inseparable from her own reckless behavior, especially, Fleur did not receive much damage, at most she lost a few leg hairs, maybe the injury from a fall is even worse than this!

But it still made her feel unhappy, after all, Beauxbatons's seeded players had problems before the Triwizard Tournament had even started, which was undoubtedly a bad sign.

In order to prevent this accident from happening again, Madame Maxim has been guarding Fleur's bedside.

Out of wanting to show the responsible attitude of Hogwarts, Amosta never left, until the afternoon, the sky began to fall a light rain, which undoubtedly made the atmosphere in the ward even more dull, and Gabrielle, who was sitting next to Fleur's bed, got up early in the morning, couldn't survive the boredom, and fell asleep on her sister's lap.

As an older sister, Fleur was undoubtedly competent, and she was worried that Gabrielle would catch a cold in the not very warm conditions in the hospital room, so she offered to go back to the carriage.

The little girl slept deeply, and did not wake up at the hands of Fleur and Madame Maxime, and lay down in Madame Maxim's arms, and went all the way back to Beauxbatons' carriage.

"Will you go in and sit down, Mr. Bryan?"

Fleur breathed a sigh of relief as Gabrielle stepped into the warm carriage, straightened the hem of her repaired skirt, and looked at the young man standing ten feet away in the misty world, her heart beating hard.

Amosta Bryan felt very different about her, and when she was in Beauxbatons, Fleur had no shortage of boys who pursued her, and she was not short of experience with handsome boys. And Amosta Blaine's appearance is just one of the most inconspicuous virtues in this mysterious and powerful wizard.

Fleur's pedigree gave Fleur a certain keen sense of smell, and she could feel that Amosta Bryan had never had a crush on her, which seemed to her to be incredible, and even aroused her competitiveness.

"Thanks for the invitation, Miss Delacour—"

Amosta smiled and shook his head, and said very graciously,

"But it's not gentlemanly to enter most ladies' living quarters—"

It was an expected rejection, and Amosta Blaine kept the boundaries just right with everyone, something Fleur had discovered when she was in Paris before.

"See you in the evening, then--"

Fleur wasn't too disappointed, and she smiled sweetly.

"See you in the evening, Miss Delacour—-"

Amosta bowed slightly,

"May you get your wish and become a warrior of Beauxbatons--"

When the car door closed, Amosta's friendly smile disappeared immediately, and a trace of sadness appeared between his eyebrows.

If he wasn't blind, then he should have seen the emotion in Fleur's eyes every time she looked at him. The little witches in the upper grades of Hogwarts were different, and the adolescent girls had more of a reverence for him, and they just thought it was fun to hand her love letters.

But Fleur is different, this girl seems to really want to have something to do with him, and she is not stingy to show her emotions.

In fact, he could have ignored it, but he felt that such a negative way of dealing with it was not appropriate.

To be honest, there's nothing wrong with Fleur, it's himself who is at fault, the identity of the time-traveler and the long-term self-isolation have made Amosta reject all people and things that try to get into his heart, and-

Amosta looked at the ghost ship floating on the slightly rippling black lake, his expression slightly cold.

The undercurrent of the wizarding world is turbulent, there are many signs that the existing structure and system can no longer eliminate the growing discontent in the hearts of the people at the bottom of the wizarding world, Voldemort is about to return, the legendary wizard Merlin and the Hogwarts Founding Four have been fighting against Helmo for more than a thousand years, all of this is a sign that the future is not peaceful, and at such a time, Amosta will not allow himself to have a 'weakness'.

Having steadied himself, Amosta looked around, not seeing Hagrid in the foggy and rainy campus, and he was not too interested in leading the guests on a tour, as he was frightened.

Before the dinner began, Amosta had planned to go back to the office to rest for a while, he had barely slept all night, and this morning he got up early this morning, and after tonight's dinner, it was expected that there would be a fierce quarrel, and Amosta had to reserve enough energy for tonight's scene.

Instead, Amosta only gave himself a little more than an hour to rest, and then he was woken up by a hurried knock on the door.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Amosta, I didn't know you were resting!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Amosta, dressed in her pajamas and rubbing her sleepy eyes, a little bewildered, but then her expression turned cold, as if she thought it was lazy for him to hide in his office during the day.

"What's wrong?"

Amosta asked, smacking Hatche,

"Is there anything I can do to help, Professor?"

"Someone from the Ministry of Magic, Amosta, it's Barty Crouch of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, he's coming to today's dinner--"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said in a provocative tone,

"You've worked with him, so Albus wants you to come over and entertain with you."

"Where are they?"

"It's down there--" Professor McGonagall said crisply, "that little room at the back of the auditorium." ”

Because Professor McGonagall had been urging, Amosta didn't have much time to tidy up, so he changed his clothes and went out, and as he went downstairs, he tried to keep his hair organized, and explained to Professor McGonagall how the rumors of the Little Witch of Beauxbatons had been attacked by Hagrid had come about.

This little mistake undoubtedly angered Professor McGonagall, who had a high regard for the school's image, and even Amosta was complained by her.

"You know Hagrid has always liked to mess with strange creatures, but you took them with you, Amosta!"

Professor McGonagall's face turned pale, and she exclaimed angrily,

"How many people's eyes are on Hogwarts right now, and if people knew about it, what would the Daily Prophet say that Hogwarts is using intrigue to persecute Beauxbatons' seeded players!"

When Amosta walked into the small room behind the Great Hall, he was even a little impatient, the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and even the entire wizarding world, now dared to ignore his identity and strength and reprimanded him as a minor wizard, and it was only Professor McGonagall.

Ludo Bagman didn't go all the way with Barty Crouch, in the small room, Dumbledore and Barty Crouch were talking around the fire, they were facing the fire in the fireplace, and Barty Crouch's back was slumped, and from the back, he seemed to be so tired that he didn't pay attention to his usual image.

"Ah, here you are, Amosta--"

Dumbledore turned his head and smiled calmly at him.

Amosta looked at Crouch, who had also turned around, smiling and preparing to say hello. He and Crouch worked together for more than two months when they were in Paris, and although he and Crouch were not of the same faction, there were some qualities about this wizard that Amosta still admired.

But—

When receiving Barty Crouch's gaze, Amosta raised his hand and paused in mid-air for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was almost uncontrollable, but fortunately he reacted quickly and did not show any flaws.

"How's it going, Barty, I heard you've personally inspected those Fire Dragon Nature Reserves?"

Amosta's laughter sounded a little deeper.

"I'm listening to Barty tell the story of his expedition--"

The light in Dumbledore's blue pupils flickered for a moment, and he looked at Amosta, still smiling calmly,

"You should have heard it too, Amosta, thanks to Barty, our first test went ahead of schedule--"

(End of chapter)