It was still break time. The Beauxbatons students had probably taken the opportunity to step down from the giant carriage for some fresh air.
Naturally, Fleur Delacour was among them. Perhaps because of her Veela blood, every move she made always drew attention.
Several boys immediately changed direction and hurried toward Fleur Delacour.
"That's Fleur..." Michael Corner let out a shriek and drew in a disbelieving breath. "She's looking at me! She's walking toward me!"
"Michael is dreaming again..." Anthony Goldstein sighed helplessly. "Ever since Beauxbatons came to Hogwarts, he keeps calling Fleur Delacour's name in his dreams."
Under normal circumstances, Michael would definitely have argued back upon hearing Anthony say that;
Unfortunately, Michael's mind was entirely on Fleur Delacour, and he seemingly hadn't heard what Anthony said.
"But Michael doesn't seem to be wrong..." Chris Moen raised his hand and pointed toward the giant carriage in the distance. "Fleur really is walking toward us..."
Those boys had also reached Fleur Delacour's side, gesturing animatedly as they said something.
Fleur Delacour's expression remained calm, as though they were no more than the occasional gusts of wind that drifted past. She seemed accustomed to this sort of thing.
Seeing Fleur Delacour draw ever closer, Michael gritted his teeth and said, "No! I have to make the first move! Opportunities only go to those who are prepared!"
During the brief moment Michael spent speaking, Fleur Delacour shook her head at the boys;
The smiles vanished from their faces, replaced by dejected expressions as they slumped away with their shoulders drooping.
"Prepare what?" Upon hearing Michael's words, Wizet reluctantly tore his gaze away from Hogwarts Voice.
The alchemy paper provided by Beauxbatons was exceptionally fascinating. It not only discussed alchemy, but also explored the combination of alchemy and Charms, giving him quite a