HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro didn't want to talk to these two naive people and started eating by herself.

They actually refused to eat such a delicious meal in front of them, and instead bickered.

Today's banquet was extremely sumptuous, with many French and German dishes.

Tastier than usual, better than British food.

If you don’t cherish it today, you won’t have it in the future.

Avro complained silently in her heart that during the time she went to France, she lived a slightly happier life than she did in England.

The two boys also gave up the idea of ​​​​competing. Anyway, there is a long way to go, and the winner will not be determined in a short while.

Aixili is a standard French boy, with a mouth as sweet as honey. His talkative eyes cast a wink at Avro, "For so many days, I always think of those few days. Time, we also sit and eat together like this."

"..." Avro carefully scratched the pork chop with a knife and fork, "Oh, I forgot."

Draco couldn't help laughing, "Hey, wasn't that a wonderful time?"

"On the contrary, we didn't get to know each other very deeply, but I could always notice her serious look and beautiful face."

Avro pushed the plate to Asili and said cheerfully, "Try the craftsmanship of our Hogwarts house elves."

Aixili smiled at her, "Okay, you are always so considerate."

The corners of Draco's mouth drooped, and he ate the food glumly.

Avro noticed his appearance, she felt very good, and started talking more, "Asili, you also want to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Hey, I never told you my age." Aixili was surprised.

"Hmm...Ms. Maxim asked you to come here just to let you run around and take care of the girls?" Avro complained.

"Hey, you are still smart - I am young, of course I can compete, do you want to give it a try?" Aisili and Avro chatted happily, while Draco was left alone.

"I won't go. I have no idea." Avro raised her eyebrows and refused simply.

Seeing Aisili and Aphra getting closer and closer as they chatted, and the two of them were about to be close to each other. Draco held Avro's hand and said, "I..."

"?" "?"

Avro wanted to see what words he could hold back.

Ashley was immediately dissatisfied, "Hey, hey, don't touch the lady."

Draco didn't let go, "It's none of your business, we've always been like this."

"No, don't slander me." Avro immediately clarified.

Asili shrugged and gave Draco a defiant smile.

Draco was ignored before he could say anything.

"Hello, can I get to know you?" A beautiful girl came over, wearing a Beauxbatons uniform.

The girl's eyes were extremely familiar, smart and charming.

"I just saw you outside and thought you were very good-looking." The girl said in non-standard English, "I want to make friends with you."

"It's an honor," Avro smiled unconsciously, pulled away Draco's hand holding hers, wiped her hands, and reached out to shake the beauty's hand, "I am Aphra Greengrass. Slytherin student, nice to meet you."

"Fleur, Fleur Delacour, a student of Beauxbatons." Fleur's eyes were as charming as silk, and there was a magical power that attracted those who looked at her.

Avro was distracted for a moment, she was such a beautiful girl, I couldn't help but want to have sex with her.

"Furong, why do you have such good taste? I also think that pretty girls should stay with pretty girls, so that they are more pleasing to the eye." Aixili's mouth was so sweet that it made Fleur cover her mouth and laugh.

Fleur looked around the table, "I'm going to ask for some French bouillabaisse for our students. The house elves at Hogwarts make it very delicious... It seems there is some over there, so I'll excuse you. "

Aphra watched Fleur leave, speechless, "If she treats everyone like this, who can resist her?"

"No, she is usually very cold, because she is very talented in magic, so she is even a little arrogant, but even so, she is very popular, and no one can resist her."

Ashley explained, but Aphra liked Fleur even more. She nodded repeatedly, "Sounds really cool."

Fleur had now reached the Gryffindor table. Harry looked at Aphra, who was still staring at Fleur.

Harry:…

After a sumptuous dinner, Dumbledore stood up and announced matters related to the Triwizard Tournament.

"Starting from the end of the dinner, until this time tomorrow night, everyone can write their names and schools on parchment, and then throw them into the Triwizard Cup. After the dinner tomorrow night, it will announce the representative warrior of each school. who is it……"

Fred and George bumped into each other. Avro noticed their movements and thought to herself that they were the ones who caused the most trouble when Dumbledore announced the competition at the first-term dinner.

"Of course, I have released a restrictive spell around the Triwizard Cup. The Triwizard Cup will determine who is suitable to represent the school."

Dumbledore looked at Fred and George with sly eyes.

Dumbledore's words undoubtedly poured cold water on the two of them, but they discussed louder, as if provoking Dumbledore. Dumbledore also smiled slightly and responded with a look of 'just give it a try'.

After the dinner, many students stopped by the Triwizard Cup, and most students were ready to leave the auditorium.

There were fewer people in the auditorium.

Aisili snapped her fingers to Aphra, "Lolo, lend me a piece of parchment and a quill."

"Don't scream," Avro turned out a piece of parchment, but she didn't bring a quill with her. She turned her knife and fork into a quill and ink and handed it to Aisili, "Here."

"Yeah, Luoluo is so awesome." Aisili's eyes lit up, he bent down on the table and wrote his name and school elegantly. Then he strode towards the Triwizard Cup, casually crossed the restriction, and put the sheepskin The paper is thrown towards the Triwizard Cup.

As soon as the parchment came into contact with the flames of the Triwizard Cup, it immediately burned to ashes.

"Are you going to bed, Luoluo?" Aixili asked with a smile, looking like a good brother.

Avro shook her head, "You go ahead, uh... I'd like to ask, where are you sleeping?"

"There's quite a lot of space in the carriage." Ashley hesitated, "I'll go then. Good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

"OK, good night."

Avro stopped in the auditorium and watched the students arrive and leave one by one.

Cedric hasn't come yet.

"Hey, why are you standing here pitifully?" His shoulders were casually held, and a bewitching and lazy voice sounded.