The two people turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of men and women dressed differently from others walking towards them.
Yanila's eyes couldn't help but fall on the hands held by Albert and Isobel. She raised her head and looked up and down at the red-haired girl in front of her who was suspected to be Albert's girlfriend. Although the other girl was not as beautiful as herself, she was equally beautiful.
She is also a woman with outstanding appearance.
"Your friend?"
Isobel noticed that the other party was looking at her, and she was not angry. Instead, she gently turned her head and asked the boyfriend next to her. Her tone sounded like she was asking Albert if he knew the little girl next door.
"A friend I met when I went to Spain during the summer vacation." Albert always felt that the atmosphere around him was very unpleasant.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, I hope this place can leave you with good memories." Isobel stared into Yanila's eyes and said with a smile.
Yanila suddenly frowned. Although the person in front of her was smiling, it always gave her a bad feeling. What was going on with that feeling of being seen through?
"Okay, let's not crowd here and talk. It will disturb other people's business. It's a bit cold. Do you want to go in for a drink?" Albert called them into the tavern.
Yanila followed the two of them directly into the bar. Her family owned a bar, and she was also curious about what a bar in the UK was like.
"Let's go in too."
Fleur was very dissatisfied with Yanila's unauthorized actions, but she wanted to see Yanila's embarrassment, so she called others into the bar.
After entering the Three Broomsticks bar, Albert saw many acquaintances. Fred, George and Lee Jordan were gathering together and whispering.
When Cedric saw Albert, he raised his glass to greet him.
The originally noisy bar gradually became quiet. The girls who were talking in low voices also gradually became quiet after seeing Albert. They all turned their heads and looked over, and their eyes fell on Isobel, who was beside Albert, with a face on her face.
Soon there was a hint of disappointment that could not be concealed.
Everyone's attention was quickly drawn to the Beauxbatons students who appeared at the door, especially Fleur, who caused a great commotion, and even caused the boys in the pub to act particularly strangely. These guys actually started to act subconsciously.
They were busy adjusting their appearance, and some people accidentally spilled their drinks, but they still smiled silly at Fleur.
Yanila sat down next to Albert, and Fleur took her sister Gabrielle and sat down at Albert's table. The other Beauxbatons students could only stare.
Sit down at a table.
"What do you want to drink?"
Albert felt that the atmosphere in the bar had become very strange, as if all the customers were looking here.
"Same as you." Yanila said with a smile.
"What about you?" Albert asked the Delacour sisters.
Gabrielle, who was looking at the tavern with great interest, heard Albert's words and said in a sweet voice: "My sister and I will be just like the big brother."
"Butterbeer, then."
Albert stood up and walked to the bar, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Fred, George and Lee Jordan smiling evilly at him.
"Those people are all VIPs, right?" Ms. Rosmerta looked at these new faces with the same interest.
"They are all students of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Albert introduced briefly.
Rosmerta looked at the two charming girls, winked at Albert and said, "You have a wide range of friends."
"Five cups of butterbeer." Albert did not answer the other party's words.
Suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the floor in the bar. Apparently someone accidentally knocked over the wine glass on the table.
Ms. Rosmerta placed five glasses of warm butterbeer in front of Albert, glanced at the wine glasses that fell on the floor, and said in a reproachful tone: "Your charming friends have increased my workload."
"I'm sorry, ma'am." Albert said helplessly. He paid the money, took out his wand and waved it lightly, causing five glasses of butterbeer to float up and follow him.
"This is a milky sweet beer that you should like." Albert put a glass of butterbeer in front of Gabrielle. Then he gave the remaining butterbeer to others.
Gabrielle held the cup with both hands, took a sip, and said with a smile: "It tastes good, thank you, big brother."
"The taste is not bad, but I prefer fruit wine." Yanila took a sip of butter beer and commented simply: "However, this thing is indeed more suitable for drinking in winter."
Fleur didn't touch the butterbeer in front of her, but looked around the Three Broomsticks bar and said in a critical tone: "I don't like this kind of small bar. It's too small and crowded, and the drinks are average."
"It's not that you don't like small bars, it's that you don't like bars. No matter which country you are in, the bars are almost the same as here, just a little bigger. I dare say that Barnabus Bar is definitely ranked among the best in Europe.
However, you still don’t think much of it.” Yanila said sarcastically, “As far as I know, there are no luxury bars in Wizard Street in France.”
Fleur snorted dissatisfiedly. She really didn't like bars, and she didn't like other people's lustful looks.
Suddenly the sound of "clicking" was heard not far away, and everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound. They saw the photographer next to Rita Skeeter holding a large black camera that was slightly smoking.
Take photos here.
After looking around the bar, Rita Skeeter also cast an interested look here, as if she wanted to make a fuss about Albert.
Before the pot-bellied photographer could take another photo, he saw something tripped under his feet, and he fell to the ground with an "ouch", and even the expensive-looking camera fell to the ground.
I don't know if it was broken or not.
There was some sporadic low laughter all around. Rita Skeeter and his photographer Fu Zuo were obviously not welcome here, and the girls did not hide their gloating.
"Reporters are always annoying. They often fabricate some specious things without any sense." Yanila did not hide her dislike of reporters and whispered: "I have read her report, and almost all of it is talking about
The savior boy named Harry Potter didn't even mention Albert's name and misspelled Fleur's name."
Furong snorted slightly to express her dissatisfaction.
There was a commotion at the door, and Rita Skeeter, who was about to leave, met the person she was looking for at the door of the bar.
Rita Skeeter stretched out her hand to pull Harry, hoping to give Harry another interview, but Harry dodged it deftly, and for some reason, Rita Skeeter was embarrassed.
Dropped to the ground.
The bar suddenly fell into a dead silence, and then burst into laughter. The girls who hated Rita Skeeter unscrupulously laughed at this woman who disgusted them.
"Be careful when you go in, the ground here seems to be slippery." Harry muttered, pretending that he didn't see the fallen Rita Skeeter, and walked into the bar.
Women like Rita Skeeter were better off ignoring him.
Hermione glanced at Harry secretly from the corner of her eyes, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a faint smile on her lips. She also didn't like Rita Skeeter. This woman talked nonsense in the newspaper a while ago, which brought her so much trouble.
Caused a lot of trouble.
The other party obviously didn't have good intentions when looking for Harry.
Hermione just didn't want Harry to use this method to solve the problem.
Albert was also surprised by what Harry did. He could naturally see that Rita Skeeter's fall was not accidental, but that someone secretly cast a spell on her to cause her to fall.
Albert never thought that his previous words would actually let Harry Potter completely let himself go.
"Albert, are you ready?" Yanila's voice brought Albert's attention back, "I remember you are going to start your first project on the 24th."
"I'm actually looking forward to the content of the first project." Albert said with a smile, "I wonder what surprises the Ministry of Magic will prepare for us."
"Surprise?" Fleur's voice was slightly louder, "There have been many fatalities in the Triwizard Tournament in the past."
"It's normal, isn't it?"
"Normal?"
"No, I think you are abnormal." Fleur looked at Albert with strange eyes.
"The Triwizard Tournament tests warriors in many different aspects, testing their magical talents, advantages, courage, theory, reasoning ability and ability to overcome danger." Albert's tone suddenly paused and he said,
"These are just nice words. This game is notorious in history. It is said that every event is very difficult. If safety measures are not taken, it is normal for the warriors to lose their lives in the game. Just take
For the event of the Triwizard Tournament in 1792, the warriors wanted to catch a cockatrice. Do you think you can really subdue and catch a cockatrice without any preparation?"
"If there is really any danger." Isobel held Albert's hand and said, "I hope you can put protecting your own safety as your first priority, and other things are not that important."
"I think your worries are unnecessary. With Albert's ability, he can easily pass the first event." Yanila glanced at Furong and continued: "Now everyone says that Albert will win the championship.
Even Maxim thinks so."
"Isobel is referring to the risks behind this game." Albert explained for Isobel. "The risks behind it?" Fleur's tone was a little strange, "Is there something we don't know about this game?
?"
"He obviously means there are four warriors." Yanila's brain is very good, "I think there is a problem with that 'Harry Potter' being called the savior. I think you all know what this title means.
.”
Fleur looked up at Harry's seat, and her eyes met Ron's, causing Ron to panic and knock over the butterbeer on the table.
"Potter is a very magical person. He causes some trouble every year, and it is never a trivial matter. I think it is not difficult for you to guess what happened this year. He became the fourth warrior inexplicably.
"Isn't this something caused by Hogwarts?" Fleur sneered, "In order to give myself a chance to win?"
"You actually believe this." Yanila looked at Fleur as if she were an idiot.
"Cheating is actually very common in competitions between schools, and cheating is part of the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament." Isobel took a sip of butter beer and lowered her voice and said, "So, you don't need to pay too much attention to this matter.
I think the principal of Beauxbatons will definitely find a way to help you cheat, and the principal of Durmstrang will definitely help their warriors cheat."
Fleur didn't expect to hear such words from others. She actually didn't want to believe it, because Madame Maxime had no intention of helping her cheat so far.
"Don't be surprised. I have encountered this situation before when Isobel and I participated in the Magic School Potions Championship. All the players were cheating. The whole game was just like a joke." Albert made no secret of it.
His own contempt and disdain, "So, you don't actually need to care about the Triwizard Tournament. The so-called honor is a joke. It is more important to protect your own safety, especially in this unusual Triwizard Tournament with Potter's participation.
, I’m sure something will definitely happen in the Triwizard Tournament.”
"So, are you trying to say that no one else can take away the Triwizard Championship from you?" Fleur didn't like this feeling.
"I never said that." Albert shrugged.
"Can big brother catch the fire dragon?" Gabrielle asked curiously.
"I haven't tried it." Albert thought for a moment and said, "But if you seize the opportunity, it should be no problem. The only troublesome thing is that the fire dragon can fly. Once it flies, you basically have to shoot it down.
Already."
"Can it really be done?" Gabrielle asked with admiration.
"Don't be silly Gabrielle, that guy is just bragging." Fleur naturally knew how difficult the fire dragon was, "As far as I know, the fire dragon's thick skin is permeated with ancient magic, and only the most powerful spells can penetrate it.
Hurt them."
"Magic may be more troublesome, but physical methods can be used." Albert said, "Moreover, they always have their own weaknesses. As long as you target the weaknesses, it is actually easy to seriously injure them."
"What is the fire dragon's weakness?" Gabrielle asked curiously.
"The eyelids of the fire dragon are very fragile." Albert said.
"Rhetoric." Fleur said disdainfully. She admitted that Albert was very powerful, but she didn't think he could fight a fire dragon alone, let alone subdue them. Even a dragon trainer would need seven or eight wizards to work together.
Subdue a fire dragon.
"I believe you are not bragging. I believe you have the ability to subdue the fire dragon." Yanila said softly.
"You are always so popular with girls." Isobel said with a smile: "It seems that I am really a lucky guy."
"Ahem, you are not, I am the lucky Albert." Albert ended the topic forcibly and said to the other girls at the table: "We have something to do and we will leave first. See you later."
"I hate that hypocritical woman." After Albert and Isobel left, Yanila muttered softly.
"You don't seem to be hypocritical." Fleur sarcastically said, "Give up, their relationship has always been very good, you have no hope."