"Come here quickly, Weston!" Fleur waved to Weston vigorously.
Weston looked at the Veelas gradually appearing around him, hesitated for a moment, walked forward and came to Fleur's side.
"Grandma, this is my fiancé Weston Delacour!" Fleur took Weston's hand and happily introduced her to her grandmother.
"Weston, this is my grandma!" Then, Fleur introduced Weston again.
Weston opened his mouth, but Grandma couldn't scream.
The female Veela clearly saw Weston's predicament and smiled slightly, as if listening to the sweet voice of gurgling mountain spring flowing out of her perfect cherry mouth: "Just call me Angelina! Welcome to 'Fairy Lake'
, Weston!”
Weston breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and saluted: "Hello, Ms. Angelina!"
"Why don't you call me grandma like me?" Furong was a little unhappy.
Weston smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Angelina understood Weston's thoughts, hugged Fleur gently, and whispered something in her ear.
Fleur glanced at Weston in surprise and said a few words in Angelina's ear, and then both women laughed sweetly.
Although he didn't know what the two women were talking about specifically, Weston could guess it. He couldn't help but smile helplessly and began to look at the Veela around him.
After watching it for a while, Weston couldn't help but sigh, Veela is indeed the most beautiful creature. Every Veela playing around looks so beautiful.
The milk-like skin shines with a soft and cold light like the moon, the perfect charming face has a naughty and proud look, and the tall and concave curves, no wonder wizards are known for being able to marry charming women.
So proud of my baby!
Weston has learned about this kind of creature. Veela can be regarded as one of the few immortal species existing in the magic world.
The largest group of Veela in the magical world is not in France, but in Serbia, followed by Bulgaria. There was also a Veela group in Croatia, but it was later eliminated.
This kind of creature is arrogant and mischievous, and at the same time yearns for love and is loyal. They are natural shape-shifting masters. Each Veela has several fighting forms, whether it is an eagle, a lion, or a snake.
.....
When Veela are enraged, they transform into a strange bird with a sharp beak and scale-covered wings.
Under normal circumstances, each of them is an expert at playing with fire. Without a wand, Veela can emit huge fireballs, and when angered, they can even spread flames all over their body.
Because of their characteristics, the Ministry of Magic has not given a clear definition to Veela so far. Whether it is a magical creature or a humanoid creature, the danger level is not high. After all, Veela's intelligence is no worse than that of humans, but their fertility can be
Not even close!
Of course, poor fertility is a common characteristic of all immortal species!
"What are you looking at?" Fleur's voice suddenly sounded in Weston's ears, calling him back from his thoughts.
"Nothing, are you done talking?" Weston shook his head, looked at Fleur, and asked with a smile.
"Humph, if we don't finish the conversation, you will look embarrassed to Aunt Katalin!" Fleur said with a pretty face, and her words were full of jealousy.
What and what?! Weston looked at Fleur in confusion, not knowing what she was talking about.
"How's it going, little guy? That's the little princess of our tribe! Isn't she beautiful?" Angelina came to Weston's side at some point, and while talking, she blew into Weston's ears.
Take a breath.
Weston suddenly shuddered, jumped forward quickly, rolled and stood up, the wand slid to his right hand, and looked at Angelina warily.
Angelina looked at Weston and couldn't help laughing, her whole body shaking with laughter.
Weston twitched the corners of his lips, knowing that he had been tricked. He sighed, stood up, and put away his wand.
"Madam, please don't play with this, okay?" Weston said helplessly, "I'm afraid I might kill you accidentally!"
"Hey, the little guy is so confident!" Angelina blinked mischievously, and the unique charm of Veela naturally exuded from her body.
Weston felt an invisible wave of magic power coming towards him, and his vigilance instantly increased, and weak magic power fluctuations began to appear on his hands.
"What are you doing?" Fleur's voice suddenly sounded.
Weston reacted instantly, and he almost made a move on Fleur's grandmother!
"Little guy, you have great abilities!" Angelina felt Weston dissipate the brewing magic and looked at him with slight surprise, "You don't seem to be charmed by me?"
"I think so!" Weston nodded and said calmly.
Fleur looked at Weston with some surprise. She knew how strong the Veela's charm was, and it could affect even giant dragons. Weston did not seem to be affected, which was incredible.
It doesn't surprise her.
"Little guy, you are very good!" Angelina put away her coquettish look and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, this is just a small test!"
"You should know how we Veela treat love, and Fleur is my grandson, so I have to put you to a test!"
"It turns out," Angelina smiled slightly, "Fleur has a good eye!"
Angelina at this time is completely different from how she was just now. Although her appearance has not changed, her temperament has been completely different. If she was a witch of seductive desire just now, now she is an elf who blends into nature.
"This is what it should be!" Weston smiled and nodded, but the vigilance in his heart did not completely dissipate.
Angelina seemed to notice Weston's vigilance and smiled calmly: "Little guy, don't worry! Fleur is my granddaughter, I won't do anything to you!"
It's like I'm scared! Weston thought to himself, but didn't say it out loud. After all, the other party is still Fleur's grandmother, and this is still the Veela tribe, and it won't do anyone any good to break up.
"Okay! Don't be angry!" Fleur walked up to Weston at this time, shook his arm, and said coquettishly, "Grandma just told me that she wanted to test you! I also want to know what I am doing to you.
How do you feel in your heart?"
"You know now?" Weston rolled his eyes and asked angrily.
"Hehe!" Fleur smiled sweetly and kissed Weston gently on the face, "This is an apology, okay?"
Weston sighed and nodded helplessly.
Woman, your name is trouble! Weston shouted in his heart.
"Little guy, is your name Weston?" Angelina asked with a smile, "Can I see your wand?"
Weston hesitated for a moment, nodded, took out his wand, and handed it over.
Angelina took the wand, looked at it carefully, and said with a sigh: "It is indeed it..."
Weston was startled at first, then shocked, and asked impatiently: "Do you know this wand?"