Daphne's gaze kept roaming over the slender waists and full breasts of the beautiful female Fish-Folk. Thanks to the advantage of her outward gender, she caused them neither displeasure nor discomfort.
"Human, did you hear what I said?" Seeing that Daphne was not answering him and instead kept looking at the others, the burly Fish-Folk at their head was immediately annoyed.
He was a prominent leader in this community. Being ignored like this was intolerable.
With tremendous willpower, Daphne tore her gaze away from the pretty Fish-Folk girls, looked at their minor leader, and said with a smile,
"Don't be so nervous. I came to ask for your help. Of course, I can offer something in return. Believe me, I have quite a few nice things."
Her magic was highly accomplished, and communicating underwater posed no difficulty at all.
"We Fish-Folk do not trade with wizards!" the Fish-Folk said coldly.
"Oh, don't be so heartless!" Daphne said with a smile. Then, apparently remembering something, she slapped her forehead. "Oh, right, I'm not an Australian wizard. I came from Europe."
Sure enough, the Fish-Folk's expression immediately softened somewhat at her words. Clearly, they did not bear quite as much resentment toward wizards from other regions.
Even so, his attitude remained firm. "Even if you aren't those irritating bastards, we Fish-Folk still don't deal with wizards. You should leave."
"Oh, don't be so unreasonable!" Daphne frowned slightly, already a little annoyed.
When had she ever spoken to anyone so nicely?
Apart from Dumbledore, even when dealing with her own Head of House, Snape, who always looked as though everyone owed him two hundred Galleons, hadn't she always been sarcastic?
Before her fifth year, her Head of House had still been able to give as good as he got. After her fifth year,