Hermione was somewhat dissatisfied with Fleur clinging to Harry's side. She stared resentfully at Fleur, who was practically pressed against Harry, and mocked her with a smile that did not reach her eyes:
"Fleur, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Unlike Harry, you intend to compete for the championship. Why aren't you training instead of disturbing us while we read?"
Fleur saw through the little girl's thoughts at a glance. She gave Hermione a charming smile and said nonchalantly:
"Harry is the greatest genius of our age, the greatest Potions Master. As long as I can learn even a little from him, I'll benefit immensely.
So how am I slacking off? I'm clearly working hard, aren't I?"
Hermione gritted her teeth and glared at Fleur, but did not continue mocking her.
Ginny was not here today. She alone was no match for Fleur; this Veela was simply too eloquent.
Just then, Fleur seemed to think of something. Resting her chin on her hand, she smiled sweetly.
"Harry, do you know the exact details of the first Triwizard Tournament task?"
Harry had not paid attention to such matters. He had no intention of competing for the Triwizard Tournament championship, and might as well leave the opportunity to these Young Wizards.
He shook his head to indicate that he did not know, then continued reading the Complete Guide to Ancient Magic in his hands.
Fleur had guessed that Harry did not know. Raising her little head as if seeking praise, she said:
"I learned the exact details of the next task from the headmaster. Do you want me to tell you?"
Harry merely gave a quiet hum and did not ask further.
Fleur was a little disappointed, but she quickly perked up and told Harry what she had learned:
"Actually, I