hogwarts shady

"I just found a related book in the library by chance." Ryan responded to Catherine's compliment, "I think Miss Noreki's talent is not inferior to mine."

"She? She just did some research in pharmacy." Even so, Catherine still showed a proud smile.

"Pharmacology?" Ryan noticed this weird term, because the most popular name nowadays is potions.

"Oops, sorry, I accidentally said it too often." Catherine covered her mouth, "You can almost understand it as potions."

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Is Miss Noreki a student at Hogwarts? I don't think I have seen her in school."

"I am a first-year student at Beauxbatons." Gwendolyn said, she smiled proudly, as if she thought Beauxbatons was much better than Hogwarts.

"Are you French?" Ryan asked.

"Her father is French." Catherine explained. "As you know, the British Ministry of Magic has a very ambiguous attitude towards magical animals. There is a lot of discrimination and resistance. Even us mixed-blood Veela have a hard time being accepted by wizards."

Ryan nodded. He himself knew several people who had a bad attitude towards magical animals.

Not everyone can be as close to magical animals as Hagrid or Newt.

"But France is a lot more open. The wizards there...well...don't care so much about these things." Catherine said, "Although there is still a certain degree of discrimination, at least a large number of people can accept magical animals and hybrids like us. of."

Ah, you are from the country, Ryan complained in his heart, it is a romantic city, as long as there is love, leprechauns and trolls can probably wear wedding dresses.

Catherine's face turned pink: "That's where I met my husband. He was so considerate, and we were both mixed-race magical animals. We quickly fell in love and gave birth to Gwendelin in Paris. "

She seemed to be caught up in the beautiful memories. She was quiet for a while, then sighed and continued: "My father passed away later. You know, the environment here is very bad. Even with my mother's magic, there is no way." I could save him. I came back and held a funeral, and my mother was nowhere to be found - it's normal, that's what Veela are like... I thought about seeing my mother again, and there was nothing going on in France, so I settled here again. .”

Catherine closed her eyes to relieve the moisture in the corners of her eyes: "Sorry, I said too much at the moment..."

Gwendelin hugged her mother's hand and shook it, as if to comfort her.

"You are a student at Hogwarts. Which college are you from?" Catherine changed the subject. "I also studied at Hogwarts back then and was assigned to Ravenclaw."

"I'm from Hufflepuff," Ryan said. "So, I have to call you senior."

"Hufflepuff?" Catherine laughed, "Then you must be the best little wizard in Hufflepuff history, maybe you will surpass Senior Newt. I know you are not a Slytherin, and many of them look down on you. Fantastic Beasts, I suffered a lot from Slytherin back then."

Ryan smiled politely. He would not say that the Sorting Hat once thought that Slytherin was more suitable for him than Hufflepuff.

"Do you want something to eat?" Catherine stood up, "I'm going to make some refreshments. Don't refuse, this is necessary to apologize."

"Then I'll have some black tea." Ryan said.

Catherine nodded, warned Gwendolin with her eyes again, and then left the room.

"Hmph!" The well-behaved little Veela immediately turned into a naughty child again.

She waved her wand at Ryan in a demonstration, and seemed to be mumbling a spell.

Ryan looked at her intently, not even trying to hide, and mouthed silently: "If you have the ability, just give it a try."

Gwendolyn put down her wand in frustration. She knew that as long as she dared to make any more noise, her tragic future would be clearly visible.

She rolled her eyes, and just as she was about to show a charming smile, she saw Ryan's eyes become empty, and the expression on his face was as cold as stone.

When the opponent has no first-mover advantage, Ryan is confident that he can beat all the invincible opponents in his grade.

Of course, Ryan would never admit that he was bullying a child - it was a joke, wasn't he considered an innocent child?

Gwendolen's face fell. She slumped down on the tall chair, swaying her calves, and asked lazily: "There is no holiday at Hogwarts, right? What are you doing in Cornwall?"

"I should ask you this. Beauxbatons doesn't have a holiday, does he?" Ryan's voice remained calm.

Gwendolyn obviously did not curb his talent, which forced him to maintain Occlumency.

"I have privileges." Gwendelin raised her chin, "And I also asked for leave!"

Why emphasize privileges again?Ryan complained in his mind.

"I am also privileged." Ryan imitated her tone of voice, "And I also took a leave of absence!"

However, Ryan's expressionless look made what he said seem quite funny. Gwendelin couldn't help but burst into laughter, and quickly put on a straight face, pretending that "I don't have a good relationship with you."

The two fell into an awkward silence.

Of course Ryan didn't care, since he wasn't the one who was left in the cold anyway, and Occlumency could maintain a poker face very well, which was enough to cope with most embarrassing situations.

But Gwendelin only felt uncomfortable being looked at by Ryan's cold gaze. She wrung her hands to try to relieve the embarrassment, but it had no effect at all.

She couldn't hold it in anymore and raised the topic again: "What on earth are you doing in Cornwall?"

"Before asking for information about others, shouldn't you show your sincerity first?"

"I...can't talk about my matters." Gwendelin became a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'm here for the funeral," Lane said.

Gwendolyn covered her mouth gently, and she finally reflected on her mistake—taking advantage of a funeral attendee's depressed mood to use Veela's talent to trick him into going home for experiments—it did not seem very authentic.

"I...I didn't expect it." She showed an expression of regret at first, but immediately turned serious the next moment, as if unwilling to admit her mistake, "Well, I mean, since you have said it, then I can't take advantage of it. You’re cheap.”

She thought for a moment, then hesitated, and used ambiguous words to organize her words: "I received a... commission, and I need to provide assistance for... um... some important matters..."

She scratched her head in distress again: "I don't know what to say. I swore to try not to reveal our news."

Ryan didn't understand what Gwendolin wanted to say, but that didn't stop him from questioning the girl: "Just you...I mean, what can you, a first-year wizard, do?"

"You speak so unpleasantly!" Gwendolin snorted from her nose, "What do you mean by a 'first-year little wizard'? I am different from you. I am a disciple of the great alchemist Nico Flamel!"