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"Look, who's here?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and a slender figure appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Light footsteps, graceful figure, natural charm in gestures, long silver hair swaying in the wind, from far to near, Fleur Delacour.

Most of the boys present focused their attention on Fleur Delacour.

Ron sighed, because Fleur Delacour did not pass by him and Harry.

Exquisite outline, slender eyelashes, she blinked her eyes lightly, with a proud and confident smile on her face. Just a casual glance made most of the boys present fall under her smile.

"Dying, dying, she's smiling at me." Ron held Harry's shoulder as if he was about to faint.

Wu Qizhe declined to comment on Ron's extremely exaggerated actions, Fleur Delacour is beautiful and true, but your appearance is too cheap! Of course, he admits that Fleur's appearance is equally attractive to him, especially the invisible bonus brought by the Veela blood, which fascinates most people.

But for Wu Qizhe, it's just beautiful, except for the initial slight loss, he has already recovered.

Hermione couldn't stand the exaggerated appearance of Harry and Ron about her two little friends, she couldn't help but pick up the book to cover her face, she was thinking, don't say I know them both.

Taking a peek at Wu Qizhe, the Dennis in Hermione's eyes was calm and calm, thousands of times better than those two fools who couldn't walk when they saw a woman.

Fleur Delacour seemed to be very satisfied with the effect she had created, the smile on her face became more and more smug, she stepped lightly, walked into the age band, bent slightly, her figure formed a charming arc, and Frost Sai Xue's arm was slightly stretched. out, and immediately threw the parchment on which his name had been written into the Goblet of Fire.

She turned around gracefully, and looked at the lower-grade boys who were falling for her. A proud expression flashed on her face. At the same time, there was a trace of disdain for a man who would be crushed by her beauty. owe.

Sapphire-like eyes swept across the people around her, her eyelashes trembled slightly. She saw a boy, who should be a student of Hogwarts. He was also looking at herself. Maybe there was appreciation in his eyes, but he couldn't see it. Others see the same obsession.

A very attractive boy, his handsome appearance is like carving out of marble, not like those of Durmstrang's students, his face is rough and he looks like a beast, it is difficult for her to be interested in making friends.

But this boy was different. He had well-defined cheeks, a high nose, and eyes as deep as the sea. He couldn't say he fell in love at first sight, but he had a little more urge to get to know each other.

Thinking of this, Fleur Delacour's long legs had already followed the hostess's wishes and took a step towards Wu Qizhe.

"Harry, Harry..." Ron shook Harry Potter's shoulder and said excitedly, "Have you seen Harry? She was walking towards me, and she was smiling at me."

Harry Potter, who was still a little obsessed, was shaken by Ron like this, and he suddenly woke up.

Fleur Delacour passed by the two of them without stopping at all, just approaching like Wu Qizhe and Hermione.

Hermione's delicate eyebrows were already wrinkled in advance, and she didn't know why, she was just dissatisfied with this beautiful and over-the-top woman in front of her.

Fleur Delacour's footsteps finally stopped in front of Wu Qizhe, she showed what she thought was the most beautiful smile, her charming big eyes shone with waves, and said, "I'm Fleur Delacour, I can talk to you. Friends?" The English with a strong French accent doesn't sound uncomfortable, it has a magnetic personality and attracts people around.

"It is an honour, Mademoiselle Delacour,

You can call me Dennis. "Wu Qizhe said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Dennis." Fleur Delacour stretched out her tender palm, her fingers as thin as scallions were particularly attractive.

"Me too, Miss Delacour." Wu Qizhe gently squeezed Furong's fingers and then released them.

"Are you also participating in this Triwizard Tournament?" Furong asked, looking forward to meeting Dennis on the field.

"It depends on the choice of the Goblet of Fire." Wu Qizhe shrugged.

Casually chatting, watching more and more onlookers gathered around, Furong said goodbye and left gracefully.

"Dennis, I envy you so much. Do you think you have known her long ago, or why doesn't she say hello to others, but to you." Ron looked very hurt.

"Ron, your associative power is too rich. Like you, I only met her once at the banquet last night." Wu Qizhe spread his hands helplessly.

Hermione Granger had a displeased expression on her face, her pink lips were slightly pouty, and she turned to leave. She didn't know why she was unhappy, just because Fleur Delacour came to talk to Dennis on her own initiative? It was the smile on Dennis's face that meant he wanted to meet Fleur Delacour too.

Seeing Hermione walking away, Wu Qizhe hurriedly followed.

"Hermione, wait for me." Hermione heard Wu Qizhe's voice and walked faster.

Wu Qizhe rushed directly in front of Hermione to stop him, and there was no smile on that delicate little face.

"Hermione, why did you suddenly leave?" Wu Qizhe asked in confusion.

"Dennis, doesn't it mean that you boys can't walk as long as they see beautiful girls?" Hermione's watery eyes stared at Wu Qizhe without blinking.

"How come, I don't know about others, but I'm definitely not that kind of person." Then he suddenly put on a smile: "Even if you can't walk, the target should be Miss Granger!"

"Che, who cares." Hermione said indifferently. The time they knew each other was really short, but she really fell in love with Dennis. Sometimes the length of time doesn't mean everything .

"Hermione, I still have some questions about spell casting. I wonder if you have time to teach me." Wu Qizhe was actually just looking for an excuse to spend more time with Hermione.

"Of course you can, come with me." Hermione took the initiative to hold Wu Qizhe's hand, ran a few steps before realizing that something was wrong, and released her hand.

The two came to a beautiful garden. Hermione taught the diligence, and Wu Qishi's philosophy was also very diligent. The skills and methods of casting spells were told to each other one by one.

Wu Qizhe looked at the dedicated blond girl in front of him, and felt the hair that occasionally lingered at the tip of his nose, which made him particularly infatuated.

Looking up at Dennis's eyes, the other's eyes seemed to burn the skin on his face. Hermione blushed after staring at him for a while.

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