Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

This is a real big star. Even when everyone is seated, the entire auditorium is still noisy because of this person's presence. It's the same regardless of boys and girls.

Marcus led the people to sit at the long Slytherin table. They took off their coats, revealing blood-red robes.

All kinds of voices kept coming out from the entire Slytherin table.

Da da--

Draco tapped his fingers on the table.

Suddenly, the voice became much quieter.

"Oh, Marcus, long time no see." Draco then looked at Marcus.

"Long time no see, you all." Marcus smiled and responded: "Krum, these are my former classmates at Hogwarts. This is Draco Malfoy."

"Hello." Krum greeted Draco.

this.

Draco shook Krum's hand in surprise.

This instantly eliminated the remaining hostility Draco had towards Marcus.

Marcus added: "This is Harry Potter."

"Cali Pitt?" Klum was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand: "I'm glad to see you. I've heard your story."

"Similarly, your wonderful performance in the World Cup was eye-opening."

After all the students entered the auditorium and took their seats, the teachers came in.

They filed over to the guest of honor seat and sat down. Walking last were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime. The Beauxbatons students stood up quickly as soon as they saw their principal appear.

Several Hogwarts students couldn't help but laugh. But the Beauxbatons representatives did not appear embarrassed at all, and they did not sit down again until Madame Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left hand side. Dumbledore remained standing, and the auditorium gradually became quiet.

"Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, ghosts, and - especially - distinguished guests," Dumbledore said, looking at the foreign students with a smile: "It is with great joy that I welcome you. Come to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

After that, he sat down, Karkaroff went over and started chatting, and an extremely sumptuous meal appeared on the long table of the students.

Nearly twenty minutes passed after the banquet. Marcus had eaten and drank enough. He apologized to the people around him and said he would go talk to his old classmates, and then he quietly got up and left.

At first glance, he looks like a Hogwarts veteran.

As Marcus left, Harry, who was enjoying steak kidneys, was suddenly elbowed.

"Oh, damn, look." Draco said quickly, his eyes following the gap Marcus left just now and looking towards the distance on the opposite side.

Harry raised his head and followed his gaze to the Gryffindor table, confused: "What?"

"Didn't you see it?!" Draco said with annoyance: "Look at that back. The silver hair. Oh my god, it's like a waterfall."

"It's just a back view." Harry glanced at Draco.

Draco does have this behavior of peeking at girls, which is common among boys his age. But he had never said it so directly, and even instigated Harry to watch it together.

"I bet she's absolutely stunning," Draco said. "I'll bet you ten."

"I won't bet." Harry shook his head and decided to continue to focus on food. His mind began to recall the method of transforming the stomach in Uncle Moon's Notes on Human Body Refining, Elementary, and Internal Organs.

Suddenly, Harry was elbowed by Draco again.

"She's up, she's up!!"

Harry looked up, and sure enough, the one who made Draco's heart flutter was none other than Fleur Delacour.

Not only did she make Draco unable to take his eyes off her, but many boys too.

At the same time, she was walking this way.

"Come here, come here." Draco put his hand under the table and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and quickly straightened his clothes quietly.

Then, under Draco's nervous gaze, she actually came to Slytherin's side.

Draco was about to ask, and he even had a "gentleman" draft in his mind: 'Hello, beautiful lady, do you need any help? ’

However, before he could speak, the girl spoke softly: "Please forgive me."

"Should I call you Peter, or should I call you Harry Potter?" Fleur said with a smile.

"Well" Harry was also a little embarrassed: "Well, we all know that when you go out, you give your identity to yourself."

And this can't be all Harry's fault. When they were at Moonlight Castle, both Mr. Lucifer and Uncle Moon called out his name.

If we really had to say whose fault it was, Harry thought it was Fleur's poor English that was to blame.

"Okay." Furong smiled slightly, which made several boys beside her feel excited: "Do you still want to eat this plate of mixed fish soup?"

"Please." Harry moved the soup over.

"See you later." Fleur waved and turned back to the Gryffindor table.

Then, as Harry was about to continue eating, a hand suddenly reached out.

Draco grabbed Harry and stared at him.

"Tell me! Do you, you damn guy, you actually know each other?!"

On the long Gryffindor table, Fleur placed the fish soup in front of Gabrielle next to her and said in French: "Eat it, you greedy man."

"Sister, is he Peter?"

"Yes." Fleur was also a little embarrassed: "It's my fault that my English is not good. When the professors called Peter, I thought it was a nickname or something else."

"I said yes." Gabrielle picked up a piece of fish and put it into her mouth: "Sister, you don't believe me, Mr. Lucifer said it."

While the big and the small were talking, a somewhat nervous male voice appeared opposite them.

Ron calmed himself down as much as possible and said, "Do you know Harry?"

"Oh, yes." Fleur nodded: "We met in France, and then we went to the professor's castle several times."

Gabrielle likes to play with Mr. Lucifer very much.

Clang——

Hermione accidentally spilled the wine glass. She waved her wand quickly and then looked at Fleur in surprise: "You went to the castle?"

"Of course." Fleur nodded, looked at the little witch opposite, thought for a moment and seemed to understand something, then turned to look at Ron and said: "Potter should have many admirers here."

Hermione remembered that she was challenged because of this during the duel competition two years ago.

"That's true." Ron tried his best not to look at Fleur. He couldn't stand that beautiful face and was afraid that he would reveal more [flaws].

"That's amazing." Fleur supported her cheek with her hand, looked around, and said vaguely: "But Potter brother is so outstanding, it's reasonable to be popular in school."