"Looks like Albert was right."
In the room, Yanira, who was playing Wizard's Chess with Fleur, tilted her head toward the tall figure outside the window and said softly to her opponent, "Madame Maxime really will do everything she can to find out what the first task is for you."
"You came here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping just to play Wizard's Chess with me and talk this nonsense?" Fleur frowned deeply. Her gaze drifted to the carefully dressed Madame Maxime, and she could not help wondering what exactly Hogwarts's gamekeeper had that could attract their headmistress. Could it be because of her that Madame Maxime had agreed to the date?
"Of course not. I came to ask you for some information."
"What information?"
"Information about Albert?" After seeing Isabelle in Hogsmeade, Yanira had suddenly realized how little she actually knew about Albert.
"I honestly don't know much more about him than you do. I really don't understand why you like him. Is it just because he's handsome?" Fleur truly could not understand Yanira's obsession with Albert.
She admitted that Albert was handsome, talented, and famous, but Yanira herself was hardly inferior to him. If anything, she had grown up in more privileged circumstances.
"You really are a poor judge of character," Yanira said mockingly.
"Still better than obsessing over another woman's man," Fleur shot back.
Fleur was a little irritated, but she had to admit one thing: Yanira's family had excellent taste. Some of their ways of doing things, however, were truly questionable.
"Go on, what do you want?" Yanira asked.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you later. But I don't think you'll get him." Fleur made no effort to hide her glee as she recalled, "The first time I learned his name was