Recently, Albert had discovered that he seemed to have run into a little trouble. It stemmed from his refusal of Yanira's invitation to the ball a few days ago. Now, no matter what class Albert attended, she would quietly sit in on it. Without the scarf covering her face, Yanira was not as dazzlingly charming as Fleur, but she still made it difficult for the boys in class to focus on their lessons. As a result, Albert had been forced to sit in the back row.
Although the professors were somewhat displeased by this, none of them would do something as impolite as reprimanding an honored guest.
With Yanira setting such a dreadful example, Albert soon found several other girls coming to sit in on his classes as well, which made the professors even more displeased.
"All right, what do you want?"
To nip the worst possible outcome in the bud, Albert decided to have it out with Yanira.
"It's quite interesting listening to Hogwarts professors teach." Yanira pretended not to understand and smiled. "Beauxbatons and Hogwarts have rather different curricula."
"I remember that Charms classes at many schools use the Standard Book of Spells series." Albert stared into Yanira's eyes.
"The professors teach differently." Yanira showed no embarrassment. As a singer, she was better than most people in certain respects.
"I suggest you just say it directly," Albert reminded her pleasantly.
"When dealing with a pretty girl, you ought to show a little gentlemanly courtesy. I heard English gentlemen are all very chivalrous." Yanira winked at Albert. Had it been another man, he would probably have long since been captivated by the girl's delicate features and lively personality.
"Maybe that's because I'm not a gentleman," Albert readily admitted.
"You..." Yanira choked on her words.
"All right, Miss Yanira. I