After doing all this, Phoebe calmly withdrew her hand and sat up straight.
But she noticed that Morris was staring at her.
Phoebe felt something was off.
Based on his previous behavior, the other party is clearly not the kind of person who would be attracted to her appearance.
Moreover, that gaze, no matter how you look at it, seems more like he's scrutinizing her.
"What's wrong?" Phoebe felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and frowned slightly.
"What kind of magic did you just use?" Morris asked immediately. "That shouldn't be Fire-Making Spell, it must be Veela's talent?"
I remember Veela was born with the ability to control fire.
Phoebe nodded, not wanting to explain further.
The fact that he was of Veela blood was no secret in Beauxbatons, but there was no need to go into detail about it with a Hogwarts student he had only recently met.
However, Morris clearly didn't notice her attitude, or rather, he did notice but didn't care at all.
"I've heard that Veela can also conjure bird heads," he asked. "Have you inherited that ability?"
Phoebe sighed. "I'm not entirely Veela, Black."
Morris stroked his chin and asked again, "A quarter?"
Seeing that the other person was determined to get to the bottom of it, Phoebe had no choice but to explain, "My grandmother was Veela."
"I knew it," Morris nodded. "So, could you turn into a bird's head...?"
"No!" Phoebe replied irritably.
Why are they so fixated on the bird's head?
Upon receiving this answer, Morris shook his head with some regret.
He was still very curious about Veela.
It's a pity that Phoebe doesn't have many Veela features.
Phoebe pondered for a moment, then said, "By the way, Black, I remember you said you were particularly sensitive to my abilities?"
"Yes," Morris nodded, "Although it was very faint, there was no doubt it was the Veela's allure. I can feel it now."
Of course, this had no effect on him.
He didn't even need to use magic to completely block this weak spell.
From this perspective, Phoebe's Veela concentration is indeed not high.
Phoebe unconsciously fiddled with a strand of silver hair, then suddenly said, "I'm trying to find a way to hide this ability."
Morris was somewhat surprised, "You really hate this ability?"
In his view, the benefits of this alluring ability far outweigh the drawbacks.
"No," Phoebe shook her head, "On the contrary, I quite like it, because I was born this way. But you should understand that in some situations, it can be a bit of a hindrance."
Morris shrugged. "So? What are you going to do?"
"I want"
Phoebe was stunned.
Yes, what is she going to do?
Why would she tell this to the person in front of her?
Perhaps it was the other person's casual and friendly attitude?
"If you just want to hide at some point," Morris's voice came from beside her as she pondered, "I have a way."
"What method?" Phoebe asked immediately.
Morris did not answer immediately, but slowly took out a ring from his pocket and removed a milky white gem the size of a fingernail.
Although its color is different from previous ones, this is indeed Aura Concealment Gem.
And it's a persistent version.
It's not as powerful as the one-time use Aura Concealment Gem, but its advantage lies in its ability to remain effective indefinitely.
This would likely be very suitable for Phoebe's situation.
Morris casually tossed the gemstone toward Phoebe.
"Careful!" Phoebe caught it in a fluster. "Why didn't you hand it over properly?"
Morris shrugged.
Phoebe's attention was quickly drawn to the gem in her palm. "What's this?"
Morris replied, "You can conceal your abilities, didn't you sense it?"
Upon hearing this, Phoebe gripped the gem tightly and indeed felt the change within herself—the faint aura that had always enveloped her seemed to have gathered, quietly shrinking within her body and no longer spreading outwards.
It actually works?
Phoebe looked surprised and lowered her head to examine the gemstone in her hand closely.
Half a minute later, she looked up and handed the gem back to Morris, "Here you go."
Morris looked at him in surprise, "You don't want it?"
Phoebe shook her head. "I can't accept things from others for no reason."
For no reason at all?
Morris said, puzzled, "I never said this was free. But if you want it, I can sell it to you at a discount."
Phoebe's face visibly turned red.
She said awkwardly, "I'd rather control that ability myself."
"Fine, whatever you say."
Morris accepted the Aura Concealment Gem.
It seems this deal is not going to happen.
Soon, Harry and Krum arrived at the instruction room.
After the four Champion arrived, everyone waited a while longer.
The door was finally pushed open.
Ludo Bagman walked in alone, his signature bright smile on his face.
"I apologize for keeping you all waiting," Ludo said loudly. " Mr. Crouch has had to return to the Ministry of Magic; he's very busy. I will be conducting the briefing myself today."
His gaze swept across the four people's faces.
"Let's get started, Mr. Bagman," Phoebe urged.
"Of course, Ms. Delacour," Ludo clapped his hands and said mysteriously, " the First Task will take place on November 24th. What I'm about to say is quite simple: this project will test your courage."
"But I won't tell you exactly what you'll be facing. It's—how should I put it—quite terrifying."
Knowing in advance will only make you more nervous, so keeping it a secret is better for everyone.
Morris thought Ludo was just teasing them.
Doesn't this just make people more curious?
Moreover, Ludo himself seems to enjoy this sense of secrecy.
Phoebe asked, "Is it Fantastic Beasts?"
Ludo burst into laughter, the loud sound echoing throughout the room.
He waved his hand and said, "Don't try to get any information out of me."
After he finished speaking, he paused and winked at the four people.
"But... yes."
Actually, this isn't much useful information—there are plenty of Fantastic Beasts suitable for the Triwizard Tournament levels.
Morris casually asked, "Is it a fire dragon?"
There's no harm in guessing.
Ludo's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered.
"Imagine it as you will," he said. "Let's go, that's all I wanted to say."
He turned and left the room much faster than when he came, without adding anything further.
Morris felt he was right, though he swore he was just saying it offhand.
After Ludo left, the Champion saw no need to stay any longer, and the four of them walked out of the coaching room one after another.
In the hallway, Harry pulled Morris aside.
He looked around to make sure Phoebe and Krum were far away before lowering his voice to speak.
" Professor Moody spoke to me," he said. "He told me to be careful of Karkaroff. I think he probably believes Karkaroff is the one who put my name in the Goblet of Fire."
Morris leaned against the wall and said, "I thought you signed up yourself."
"I swear I didn't!" Harry's voice became more anxious. "I can't cross that Age Line."
Oh, I see.
Morris nodded.
Perhaps, a conspiracy against Harry Potter is being carried out in secret.