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"Look, who is here."

There was a commotion among the crowd, and a slender figure appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Light footsteps, graceful figure, natural charm between hands and feet, long silver hair swaying in the wind, from far to near, Fleur Delacour.

Most of the boys present focused on Fleur Delacour.

Ron sighed because Fleur Delacour didn't pass by him and Harry.

The exquisite contours, slender eyelashes, blinking eyes lightly, a proud and confident smile on her face, just a casual glance made most of the boys present fall under her smile.

"Dying, dying, she is smiling at me." Ron supported Harry's shoulder as if he was about to faint.

Wu Qizhe declined to comment on Ron’s extreme exaggeration. Fleur Delacour is pretty, but your look is too cheap! Of course he admits that Fleur's appearance is equally attractive to him, especially the invisible bonus brought by Veeva blood, which fascinates most people.

But for Wu Qizhe, it was pretty. Except for the slight loss of consciousness at the beginning, he had already recovered.

Hermione couldn't stand the exaggerated appearances of her two little friends, Harry and Ron, and couldn't help but pick up the book and hide her face. She was thinking, don't say I know them both.

Secretly glanced at Wu Qizhe, Dennis in Hermione's eyes, calm and calm, a thousand times better than the two fools who couldn't walk when they saw a woman, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and a youthful smile was outlined.

Fleur Delacour seemed to be satisfied with the effect he had caused. The smile on his face became more and more proud. He stepped lightly, walked into the age belt, bent down slightly, and formed a charming arc, and the arms of the bully Saixue stretched slightly. Then he threw the parchment with his name written on it into the goblet of fire.

Turning around gracefully, looking at the lower-grade boys who are dumping for herself, a smug expression flashes on her face. At the same time, there is a trace of disdain for men who will be crushed by her beauty. She even steps forward to say good things. Owe bong.

Sapphire-like eyes swept over the people around her, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she saw a boy, who should be a student of Hogwarts, he was also looking at herself, there might be appreciation in his eyes, but he couldn't see it. The same obsession in other people's eyes.

A very attractive boy, handsome appearance is like carved out of marble, not like those students of Durmstrang, rough face, looks like a beast, it is difficult for her to interest in friendship.

But this boy is different, with well-defined cheeks, tall nose, and deep sea-like eyes. It's hard to say that he will fall in love at first sight, but he has a little more impulse to get to know each other.

Thinking about this, Fleur Delacour’s long legs had already followed the mistress’s wishes, and took a step towards Wu Qizhe’s direction.

"Harry, Harry..." Ron shook Harry Potter's shoulders, and said excitedly, "Harry, did you see it? She is walking towards me and she is still smiling at me."

Harry Potter, who was still a little obsessed, was shaken by Ron so suddenly, he suddenly came to his senses.

Fleur Delacour passed by the two of them, without stopping at all, just approaching like Wu Qizhe and Hermione.

Hermione's delicate eyebrows were already frowning in advance. For some reason, she was dissatisfied with the beautiful and overly beautiful woman in front of her.

Furong Delacour's footsteps finally stopped in front of Wu Qizhe, she showed a smile that she thought was the most beautiful, her big charming eyes were shining, and she said: "I am Furong Delacour, I can meet you. Friends?" English with a strong French accent, but it doesn't sound uncomfortable, it is magnetic, attracting people around it.

"It's an honor, Miss Delacour, you can call me Dennis." Wu Qizhe smiled.

"It's nice to meet you, Dennis." As Fleur Delacour stretched out his tender palm, his lush white fingers were particularly attractive.

"Me too, Miss Delacour." Wu Qizhe shook Furong's finger lightly, then let go.

"Are you also participating in this Triwizard Tournament?" Fleur asked, she was a little looking forward to meeting Dennis in the arena.

"It depends on the choice of Goblet of Fire." Wu Qizhe shrugged.

Talking casually, watching more and more onlookers gather around, Furong said goodbye and left gracefully.

"Dennis, I envy you too much, do you think you have known her a long time ago, or why didn't she say hello to others, but to you." Ron looked very hurt.

"Ron, your associations are too rich. Like you, I just met her at the banquet last night." Wu Qizhe spread his hands helplessly.

With a displeased expression on Hermione Granger's face, her pink lips pursed slightly, she turned and left. She didn't know why she was unhappy, was it just because Fleur Delacour came to speak to Dennis on her own initiative? It was the smile on Dennis's face that he also wanted to know Fleur Delacour.

Wu Qizhe saw Hermione walking away and hurriedly followed.

"Hermione, wait for me." Hermione walked faster when she heard Wu Qizhe's voice.

Wu Qizhe rushed directly in front of Hermione to stop him, there was no smile on that delicate little face.

"Hermione, why did you leave suddenly." Wu Qizhe said puzzled.

"Dennis, don't you guys stop walking as long as they see a beautiful girl?" Hermione Shui Ling stared at Wu Qizhe without blinking.

"Why? I don't know others, but I am definitely not that kind of person." He suddenly put on a smiley face: "Even if you can't walk, the object should be Miss Granger!"

"Cut, who's rare." Hermione said in an apocalyptic manner. The time they knew each other was really short, but she really took care of Dennis. Sometimes the length of time does not represent everything. .

"Hermione, I still have some questions about casting spells. I don't know if you have time to teach me." Wu Qizhe is actually just looking for an excuse to get along with Hermione more.

"Of course you can, come with me." Hermione took the initiative to hold Wu Qizhe's hand, and after running for a few steps, she found that it was wrong, and then let go.

The two came to a garden with a pleasant view. Hermione taught them carefully and Wu Qi's philosophy also worked very hard. They explained the techniques and methods of casting spells to each other one by one.

Wu Qizhe looked at the focused blond girl in front of him, and felt the hair lingering on the tip of his nose occasionally. This feeling made him especially infatuated.

Raising her head to meet Dennis's eyes, the other's eyes seemed to burn the skin on her face, and Hermione blushed just after staring at it for a while.

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