Ha, man! Weston glanced at Hagrid with disdain, but with a bright smile on his face: "Of course, we haven't had a good chat for a long time, right?"
Afterwards, the two exchanged happily, of course, the core point was "that woman".
"You mean, she doesn't want to admit her ancestry?" Hagrid was a little sad, but he waved his hand in understanding, "Okay, that's understandable. If it hadn't been for Professor Dumbledore, I might not have even heard of Hogg.
Watts can’t even get in. It’s been really hard on her these past years!”
Weston's eyes widened when he saw the pity and tenderness on Hagrid's face. Is this big man so tempted? You haven't seen him in person yet!
However, when I thought about it, Hagrid was from the same period as Voldemort. He is now over 60 years old. Although it is not that he has never touched a woman's hand, he is definitely a skilled craftsman. Now he is in love
It's rippling, which is understandable.
Thinking of this, Weston, who was originally just trying to prevent Madam Maxime from disturbing his date with his fiancée, suddenly felt a huge sense of mission and really wanted to help Hagrid.
"After talking for a long time, it seems that I haven't let you see her yet." Weston suddenly said this.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't you say that she is at Beauxbatons? You can see her when she arrives!" Hagrid said directly, his beetle-like black pupils full of expectation and yearning.
"You forgot, there is a kind of magic called transfiguration!" Weston smiled slightly, took out a quill from his pocket, and with a click of his finger, it turned into a miniature version of Madame Maxime's same model.
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Weston casually set up a wind-proof spell and placed the doll directly in front of Hagrid.
"This is..." Hagrid looked straight in the eyes. Although the wind around him was loud, Weston still clearly heard the sound of swallowing.
"Yes, how is it?" Weston looked at Hagrid with a smile.
"What a beauty!" Hagrid said it smoothly, and then realized what he had said, "I mean, uh... not bad, not bad!"
Weston didn't say anything, but looked at Hagrid quietly, until the big and honest man's face turned red and his eyes drifted.
"Are you interested?" Weston asked with a smile.
"It's okay, yes, that's it." Hagrid nodded sharply, "Of course, I mean, if she is willing."
"Hagrid, this is your fault!" Weston patted Hagrid on the shoulder, "You can't let a woman take the initiative to confess to you. As a man, you must learn to take the initiative!"
Hagrid was fooled by Weston one after another, and looked at Weston blankly.
"Look, we are like this..." Weston came to Hagrid's side and whispered to him.
Hagrid also listened humbly, nodding his head from time to time. It seemed that he was remembering what Weston said and almost forgot to drive the dragon carriage.
"That's it, Hagrid, show your courage!" Weston patted Hagrid on the shoulder and encouraged loudly, "The responsibility for the continuation of the hybrid giant rests on your shoulders!"
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Hagrid looked at Weston with some confusion and nodded confusedly, not embarrassed to say that he didn't understand what he just said.
"Wow - so beautiful!" Marfa's voice suddenly came from the carriage. Weston looked up and saw that he had arrived at Beauxbatons.
The setting sun in the evening dyed half of the sky into golden red, and even the castle and gardens of Beauxbatons were coated with a light golden red, making it look more like a fairy tale kingdom. It's no wonder that Marfa is so beautiful.
Excited.
"What a beautiful place." Cedric couldn't help but sigh. As for Percy, he was speechless and completely lost in it.
"Sit tight, guys, we're going down!" Hagrid called out as if he didn't see it, and drove the Double Dragon directly downwards.
"Welcome, welcome to Beauxbatons, everyone from Hogwarts." As Weston expected, the person who came to greet him was Mrs. Maxime.
"We meet again, Madam Maxime." Flitwick bowed slightly to Madam Maxime, "Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to bring you the most sincere greetings. We all sincerely wish you all the best.
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Originally, Flitwick was supposed to kiss the hand, but what was embarrassing was that his height perfectly avoided Mrs. Maxim's fingertips. If he had to kiss the hand, he would have to worry about his feet or use magic.
This would be more rude, so it would be better not to use it.
"Is this the student you came to Hogwarts for exchange?" Mrs. Maxim glanced at a few people, her eyes lingered on Weston for a moment, then moved away, and finally fell on Hagrid.
His eyes lit up, "Who is this?"
"Hello, beautiful lady, I am Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts." Hagrid walked forward calmly, gave Mrs. Maxim a standard kiss on the hand, and then
He raised his head.
He looked at Mrs. Maxim and smiled freely: "Originally, my task was just to take care of these two big guys and drive the car. You know, that would be boring. Now, I feel that the trip is somewhat worthwhile!"
Watching Hagrid's performance, Weston nodded with satisfaction. It seems that Hagrid's learning ability is still very strong without Bai Jiao!
The current Hagrid is completely different from before. When did this big man become so graceful? He looked like a nobleman who had received a very good education. Although, the big beard was a bit of a show off.
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Maybe, the mixed-race giant just likes this style. Didn't you see that Mrs. Maxim's eyes started to have peach hearts?
"Your name is Hagrid, right? Can I call you that?" Mrs. Maxim asked in her low and hoarse voice, with a hint of tenderness that Weston had never seen before.
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"Of course!" Hagrid said with a hearty smile, "It would be even more perfect if I could know your name. Of course, it would be the one you say yourself!"
"You can call me Oliver!" Mrs. Maxim's face put on a touch of pink, "I am Oliver Maxim, they all like to call me Mrs. Maxim."
"Okay, Oliver." Hagrid nodded happily, "This is such a beautiful name, just like you, full of charm!"
"Thank you!" Madam Maxime stretched out her hand, "I think, as a gentleman, you wouldn't mind helping me in, right? I seem a little tired!"
"Of course, it's my honor!" Hagrid said with a smile, bowed slightly, then half-armed Mrs. Maxim and walked towards the campus.
Damn it, the bastard looked at the mung bean and made eye contact? Weston looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt a little unbelievable.
Of course, it was not only him who was unbelievable, but also the professor from Beauxbatons who accompanied him.
"Well, I think we should go in first. Beauxbatons has already arranged accommodation for you." A female professor in a blue dress said awkwardly.
Flitwick looked at this scene speechlessly and nodded helplessly...