People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 231: Didn’t perform well?

"It's Krum!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and the students began to get restless, pushing each other and rushing forward.

"Dumbledore, my old friend! How have you been?"

"Excellent, Karkaroff." Dumbledore stepped forward, took the hand he offered, and invited him into the castle.

Several girls in the front row were frantically searching their pockets for something. "Damn it! I didn't even bring a quill pen!"

"You think he'll sign my hat with lipstick?"

Hermione rolled her eyes in shock, thinking that these girls were being ridiculous.

At this moment, Fred and George took off their hats, revealing the colorful feather pens inside. They were doing business here openly!

However, their market was very good and they were sold out in just a few minutes. They made a fortune with tears and blood in the cold wind.

All the students returned to the warm room. Avro walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. She turned her head and saw Hermione still staring at the several Durmstrang students standing at the door.

She couldn't help but jokingly asked, "Why, do you like anyone?"

Hermione blushed, withdrew her gaze from Krum, and pushed her away in embarrassment.

"I was just wondering why they didn't wear capes."

Afro put his elbows on the table, supported his chin, and glanced at their clothes that were stretched by their muscles. "Maybe they look good."

As she was looking at it, her vision suddenly went dark. A warm body pressed against her back.

"Does it look good, little baby?" Fred said sinisterly in her ear.

Afro put one hand on the back of his hand and snorted twice, "Hey, who is jealous?"

As she spoke, she took her hand away, turned around and moved closer.

"So it's my house."

Fred was not shy at all. He lowered his head and rubbed his nose against her cheek. "Yes, how can you comfort me?"

Afro was caught off guard by this wave. Before he could express his thoughts, Ron suddenly shouted loudly.

"Krum! Over here!" Ron even pushed Hermione, "Hermione, move over here!"

Fred glanced at the tight seats and held the girl in his arms onto his lap. Afro let out a low cry and subconsciously hugged his neck tightly.

"Hey! Give her back to me!" Harry was unhappy that someone had stolen his girlfriend, so he snatched her from Fred's arms.

Before Afro could sit properly, she was pushed into a new embrace.

"Actually, he won't come..." As soon as Avro finished speaking, Krum and others chose to sit down at the Slytherin table.

They followed Krum and saw Draco beside him.

"Strange? Why does Draco look like he's been beaten?"

There was a dark spot at the corner of Draco's mouth, as if he had been punched.

Dumbledore still delivered an important speech before the meal to welcome the guests from afar.

As soon as he finished speaking, the table was piled with food as usual, but with some foreign flavors.

"I remember there is a saying in the Muggle world: What is heaven? Heaven is the police in Britain, the cooks in France, and the workers in Germany."

(Explanation from the Internet: British police are the least serious, French food is famous for its deliciousness in Europe, and German workers are the most meticulous.)

Afro tried the famous French dish - beef stew in red wine. It tasted far inferior to the Chinese braised pork, but much better than British food.

I really hope I can eat it often.

"Excuse me, do you still want to eat this plate of mixed fish soup?"

When Afro and Ron were explaining heaven and hell, a girl wearing Bubbaston clothes came over.

She has long silver hair and a pretty face. Many boys forget to eat after seeing her.

It vividly illustrates what is meant by beauty that is a feast to the eyes.

However, when she saw Afro, she was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and soon smiled calmly at the other people.

But Harry was busy helping Aphrodite pick fish bones, and Fred and George were busy fighting for food from others. Ron looked up at her, and then his eyes were attracted by the crepe in front of him.

Fleur stood there awkwardly, wondering whether she should say it again. Fortunately, Hermione and Aphrodite saw her embarrassment and pushed the plate to her.

"You take it."

"Thank you." Fleur carefully carried the plate and returned to the Ravenclaw table. She looked disappointed, probably wondering why no one paid attention to her just now.

Afro turned around and met four pairs of sparkling eyes. He couldn't help laughing, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Sweetheart, didn't we behave badly just now?"