The Goblet of Fire

Even after returning to the castle, everyone kept glancing at Krum, who was standing next to Principal Durmstrang.

"I can't believe... I actually got to be so close to this legendary player!"

Kyle overheard Lee Jordan excitedly saying from the side, "Does anyone have a quill pen with them? I think this is the perfect opportunity to get an autograph."

Besides Lee Jordan, there were also Ron, Seamus, and a group of older students, all of whom were looking around to borrow quill pens.

"No..." George shook his head. "Who would bring something like that when they're not in class!"

"We certainly won't," Fred said with a laugh.

They were excited, but not as fanatical as the others.

After parting ways with the Weasley brothers, Kyle sat down at Hufflepuff's table. He noticed that Beauxbatons ' students, after exchanging a few words with Madame Maxime, also came over.

"Hello."

A little boy, probably only eleven or twelve years old, ran up to Kyle, craned his neck, and stammered, "I remember you... when we were watching the game... you saved us!"

The little girl had a heavy accent, and it took Kyle a while to understand what she was saying.

"This is my sister, Gabrielle Delacour." At that moment, Phoebe also came over.

She looked at Cedric. "Hello, may I sit here?"

"Huh?" Cedric looked at Phoebe, then at Kyle beside him, and nodded vigorously as if he had thought of something.

"Oh... of course, please have a seat..." He quickly squeezed to the side, making room for him.

"Thank you." Phoebe smiled politely.

She then sat down, untied the scarf covering her head, revealing cascading silver hair and an unrealistically exquisite face.

The young wizard sitting opposite Phoebe blushed bright red.

At the same time, the previously noisy Hufflepuff table immediately fell silent, and even half of the gaze that was fixed on Krum was diverted to Phoebe.

But after the silence, even louder talking and discussion ensued.

Kyle felt as if he had entered a gathering of legendary wizards, listening to them recount their strange and magnificent adventures.

For example, Mikel was loudly recounting how, as a first-year student, he single-handedly ventured into the dangerous Forbidden Forest and saved a group of Dragon.

Of course, this is definitely fake.

Putting aside whether Hogwarts has a group of Dragon, just the fact that he ran into the Forbidden Forest in his first year would be enough for Hagrid to put him in solitary confinement for half a month.

But no one paid any attention; in fact, many joined in...

Some earn a hundred bags of gold coins a year... some claim to be dedicated Dementor hunters... and some become Minister for Magic right after graduation...

In short, they did whatever was most outrageous, and while they were saying these things, they would occasionally glance at Phoebe, seemingly trying to get her attention in this way.

However, Phoebe's expression remained unchanged. She had encountered far more outrageous things in Beauxbatons and was used to it.

She looked at Kyle calmly and continued, "Madame Maxime has already told us that a dark wizard tried to harm Gabrielle and the others, and they were only safe thanks to you."

"No, you misunderstand." Kyle shook his head and explained, "It was mainly because of Mr. Weasley, and Charlie and Bill; I arrived last."

"But," Phoebe smiled, "That's what Mr. Arthur Weasley said to Madame Maxime ... He said that thanks to you, they were able to defeat those dark wizards."

"There are two scenarios," Kyle said. "After all, by the time I got there, a long time had passed, and without them, those people would have been long gone by the time I arrived...right?"

"Yes, you're right." Phoebe paused for a moment, then nodded. "Are they at school too? If possible, I'd like to express my gratitude in person."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Weasley works at the Ministry of Magic, and Charlie and Bill have already graduated and are both working abroad," Kyle said.

A look of disappointment appeared on Phoebe's face.

"However, they'll probably come to watch the match later. After all, this is the first time in a century that the Triwizard Tournament has been restarted, and nobody wants to miss it."

Kyle smiled. "By the way, let me introduce you."

He pointed to Cedric, "This is Cedric Diggory, my friend, and a strong contender for the Hogwarts Champion."

"Champion?" Phoebe looked over and politely extended her hand, saying, "Hello, Fleur Delacour, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, nice to meet you..." Cedric reached out and lightly touched her hand.

"That guy bragging is Mikel, my roommate... He's a really nice guy, the only downside is that he's not always the sharpest brain."

Mikel couldn't wait any longer. Hearing Kyle's words, he immediately ran over from behind the stool, but before he could take two steps, Kyle grabbed him and dragged him back.

After all, Phoebe has half Veela blood, and he was genuinely afraid that Mikel might impulsively perform an enhanced version of a spell in public... They still needed to eat later!

"This is Ryan, my roommate..."

"Grace, a great Chaser, and my teammate."

"You like Quidditch too?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"I really like it," Kyle said. "Maybe I'll join a professional team after I graduate."

"Then you must be better than that Krum," Phoebe said with a smile. "I'll be there to cheer you on."

"It's only a possibility," Kyle waved his hand.

However, Phoebe's words aroused the dissatisfaction of some people. On the Slytherin table, several older girls were glaring angrily at her.

The Ravenclaw on the other side were the same, but their eyes held not only anger but also, and perhaps more, jealousy.

But Phoebe just smiled dismissively, completely unconcerned.

After introducing everyone, Kyle pointed to the last person, Kanna, who was sitting on the other side.

But before he could even speak...

"Hello, Kanna Prince!"

Kanna smiled and reached out, nearly hitting Kyle on the chin.

Phoebe looked at the outstretched hand, and for the first time, her expression changed slightly, becoming less... formulaic.

She slightly curled the corners of her lips and extended her hand as well.

"Fleur Delacour... I must say, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"I should be the one saying that," Kanna said somewhat shyly. "These boys have never done anything like this before."

"This is different..." Phoebe shook her head. She knew that the reason those people were behaving strangely was simply because she had Veela blood.