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Harry even noticed that some young wizards would deliberately turn away from him when they saw him.
When he asked Levin, he got the answer from him—he had been warned by the parents.
In fact, just before going to bed the night before, Aiwu was chatting away with Levin when she mentioned something strange: "Levin, do you know what? I noticed something strange while wandering around the school recently."
"Oh? What's going on?" Levin asked curiously, playing with her long, thin tail.
“A large number of owls flew from outside the castle to the highest tower,” Aiwu said in a low voice, mysteriously. “As I flew closer, I could faintly hear reprimanding voices coming from inside the tower.”
Levin frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Isn't '747' the direction of the principal's office?"
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"You know what happened, right?" Aiwu's little face showed a mixture of fear and excitement. "I guess there's a female ghost cursed by an owl, or a harpy or something."
"In fact, it was because Dumbledore received a letter yelling at the students' parents."
"A roaring letter? Why?" Aiwu asked curiously. "I heard that the old man with the white beard is very popular."
"This matter is complicated..."
Clearly, Levin's assessment of the current state of the wizarding world in the Underworld is correct. The mainstream opinion in the wizarding world is currently adopting an "appeasement" attitude, attempting to ostrich-likely refuse to return to the situation of sixteen years ago.
Therefore, Dumbledore's public announcement of Voldemort's return did not meet the parents' expectations.
Some people insist on not believing that the Dark Lord has been resurrected, and this kind of thinking will naturally be passed on to the next generation.
However, in this atmosphere, George and Fred went against the grain.
They launched a high-profile price reduction promotion, offering all joke products at 20% off, vowing to make Hogwarts lively again.
But no matter how Levin looked at it, they seemed more like they wanted to clear out their already overflowing inventory before leaving school.
Time flies like an arrow, and soon it was time to leave school.
The morning sunlight streamed through the windows onto the dormitory floor. Levin got up early to pack his luggage, and then went to the auditorium with the girls to have breakfast.
As Levin passed the Gryffindor table, he heard Seamus and Ron arguing.
"The Mysterio Man never came back to life!" Seamus exclaimed, waving his fork excitedly. "It's all Dumbledore's lies!"
“I believe Harry!” Ron retorted without backing down. “He’s my friend, he wouldn’t lie!”
Harry, however, scoffed and said, "Let them believe it. When the Man of Void stands before them, it'll be too late for regrets!"
The students and teachers of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are also leaving today.
At the foot of the stone steps of the castle's entrance hall, a richly decorated carriage awaited the students and teachers of Beauxbatons.
After breakfast, Levin and Hermione left the Great Hall to see Fleur off.
As they approached, they saw Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim standing to one side, chatting happily.
"It seems you've put your differences to rest?" Levin asked curiously.
“Oh, Orim and I have never really been angry,” Hagrid said cheerfully, his large face beaming with satisfaction and happiness.
Hermione pursed her lips, remembering how angry and sad Hagrid had been, and how she had even tried to comfort him.
“That’s not what you said before,” she reminded her.
Hagrid chuckled, scratching the back of his head somewhat awkwardly.
"That's because I was too heartbroken. Men are always at a disadvantage in matters of the heart. I'm too fragile, too emotional, and too easily hurt..."
As he spoke, he looked at Mrs. Maxim with deep affection, as if she were the most important person in his life.
"..."
Levin and Hermione were speechless for a moment.
You think you're so easily injured?
The flowers and plants in the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid's "cute little beasts," wouldn't think the same way.
This was the first time he had ever seen someone express their anger and embarrassment at being dumped in such a refined and elegant way.
"Olive, let me do this heavy work. You can go and rest."
When Hagrid saw Mrs. Maxim pulling the horses in the carriage, he immediately shouted and rushed over to help.
His tone was full of protectiveness and doting, as if Mrs. Maxim were a little girl who needed to be cared for.
Mrs. Maxim was certainly not a little girl.
She was nearly three meters tall and had a strong physique; one punch from her was enough to smash an ordinary little wizard into a pulp.
Seeing Hagrid's obsequious manner, Levin couldn't help but sigh.
Why is it that everyone around him, such a Casanova, is a complete simp?
Harry was like that, Krum was like that, Snape was like that, Hagrid was like that...
"Hi, Levin!" a crisp greeting rang out.
When Furong saw Levin approaching, she immediately stepped gracefully down from the carriage, elegantly extending her hand, which was like a work of art, to gently shake hands with Levin.
She had dressed up specially for today; her elegant long dress clung to her graceful figure, swaying gently as she walked.
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Hundreds of books, free to find; new books, updated from time to time. Her slender waist and full breasts were accentuated by the skirt, making her look even more graceful, as if every step she took was interpreting the unique romance and elegance of a French girl.
Levin's gaze lingered on Hibiscus, his admiration and amazement almost beyond words.
Although Furong's clothes were not fancy, her stunning figure and innate charm made her impossible to ignore.
“This trip to Hogwarts has been incredibly rewarding, all thanks to your guidance,” Fleur said in her beautiful French, her blue eyes sparkling with sincerity and gratitude. “Not only did I learn so much powerful magic, but I also achieved second place in the Triwizard Tournament, all thanks to you.”
Levin gently shook his head and smiled in response, "You flatter me, Fleur. Your achievements are entirely due to your own hard work and talent. If someone else had taught you, you might not have achieved the same results."
As he spoke, Levin reached out and shook hands with Fleur, offering her affirmation and encouragement.
Fleur gripped Levin's hand slightly, while lightly scratching his palm, as if trying to hint at something.
A smug smile curved her lips, like a cunning little fox.
"Are you leaving so soon?" Luna, Ginny, and Astoria also came to see Gabrielle off, their voices filled with reluctance. "Will you come back to Hogwarts again?"
“Yes, we’ll be leaving soon.” Hibiscus nodded gently, her fingers lightly brushing aside a strand of bright silver hair that framing her forehead, a gesture that was both elegant and playful.
“However, I’ve already graduated from Beauxbatons, and I might look for a job in the UK in the future,” she continued. “I’ve always loved it here, and I hope to have the opportunity to improve my English. Levin, you and Ms. Proudmore are such good friends, perhaps you could help me find a job?”
Hibiscus's voice was sweet and captivating. Her red lips parted slightly, and every word seemed to carry a kind of magic. Her tone carried a hint of coquetry, as if she were extending an invitation to Levin.
Just then, Hermione suddenly stepped forward and stood between Fleur and Levin.
“Your suggestion is good, Fleur,” Hermione said with a smile, but her tone carried a hint of refusal. “However, I suggest you stay away from England for a while and come back in a few years. It will be better for your safety.”
Hermione's words surprised Fleur, but she quickly regained her composure.
She stepped forward and hugged Hermione tightly.
“Oh, Hermione, you’ve been a wonderful rival and a wonderful friend,” Fleur said warmly. “I will never forget you.”
Hermione was caught off guard when Fleur suddenly hugged her, and for a moment she was at a loss for what to do.
Fleur rested her head on Hermione's shoulder and winked at Levin from an angle Hermione couldn't see.
The girl was definitely doing it on purpose, but Hermione clearly didn't realize it.
She has always been the type of person who responds better to gentleness than force. After being hugged and praised by Furong, she was completely at a loss, and her original fierce and confrontational demeanor towards her love rival vanished entirely.
However, Fleur did not accept Hermione's suggestion.
After releasing Hermione, she looked slightly puzzled. "Why did you advise me not to come to England? Was it because of that mysterious person?"
She raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible arrogance, "You people of Yin may be afraid of him, but we Gauls will not back down easily."
Fleur grew up in France. Although she had heard of Voldemort's infamous reputation and knew that he was a powerful and cruel wizard, to her it was just a distant legend.
She didn't really understand how terrifying Voldemort was, and even thought that as long as she was careful, she could avoid conflict with him.
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Chapter 454 The Loser Girl
After dealing with Hermione, Fleur suddenly tiptoed close to Levin's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What do you have to say about what she said? Or do you prefer that I stay away from England, just so you'll never see me again?"
Her breath brushed gently against Levin's earlobe, bringing a tingling sensation.
Levin felt a burning sensation at the base of his ears, and his heart began to race involuntarily.
Hibiscus's body was inches away, and the faint fragrance emanating from her lingered around Levin's nose, causing him to feel a strange flutter in his heart.
As they parted, the girl seemed to become bolder.
“Hermione is right, Voldemort is indeed very dangerous, but believe me, I can protect you—if you're willing to come.” At a time like this, Levin certainly wouldn't let the girl down.
Upon hearing Levin's promise, a glint of joy flashed in Fleur's eyes.
She smiled gently and said, "Then it's settled. As for work, please help me out as much as you can."
“Of course, no problem.” Levin nodded. “I guarantee I’ll find you a high-paying and respectable job, though it might be a bit challenging.”
"Challenging?" Hibiscus's eyes lit up. "I love challenging jobs. Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen you."
She winked knowingly, "Then it's a deal."
“It’s a deal,” Levin repeated.
Hermione, standing to the side, crossed her arms and glared angrily at the two laughing and chatting in front of her, feeling extremely dissatisfied with her behavior just now.
How could I let someone go after just one hug?
This cunning mother fox.
At that moment, Harry and Ron also hurried down the steps and, seeing this scene, came to say goodbye to Fleur.
"We'll see each other again soon."
Fleur gently tossed her cascading silver hair and gave Harry a radiant smile.