Dumbledore's Advice (Part 2)

The crackle of burning wood, the wind, the faint roars of beasts, and the trailing end of Dumbledore's words all stopped eerily.

Fleur glanced familiarly to her side. A door shimmering with flowing golden sand appeared, and Ryan stepped out of it.

His clear voice, like a stream striking pebbles and refreshing the spirit, rang out at just the right moment. "He's right. Half-Veela is the most suitable path for you."

"Hmph, half-blood!" Fleur snorted coldly.

But her attitude was closer to a complaint than disagreement.

After all, even Ryan had said so.

So she twitched her ears and waited quietly for Ryan to continue.

"Half-blood is undeniably a derogatory term in the wizarding world. But for Veela, it's a compliment."

"How so?" Fleur raised an eyebrow.

"You should know the mainstream view of Veela in the wizarding world."

"Beautiful but untouchable female monsters."

"Exactly. Wizards' sexual preferences aren't as open-minded as you might imagine.

Open-minded places like the French magical world are in the minority.

For most wizards, someone like Aberforth being with a goat is more respectable than being with a humanoid race.

You could say that if, in yesterday's match,

the one seducing Krum had been a witch who practiced some obscure art descended from Queen of Sheba's Essence Extraction Art,

rather than a harpy belonging to a humanoid race,

then Krum would definitely have yielded to the brain in his lower half.

Wizards like Krum are the majority.

They keep their distance from humanoid races out of respect and fear.

At most, they want to look or fool around, but they would never consider having children with them.

Because they bear traces of beasts."

"Ridiculous." Fleur sneered.

Her gaze shifted to Krum, who was frozen motionlessly in the air nearby, as though she wanted to kill