A Hogwarts Love Game

Feeling okay?

The girl felt very complicated after hearing this. What can I say?

It's really bad...

The nose that had stopped bleeding was full of sourness, and the smell of bloody rust continued to pour into her lungs when she breathed, making her feel a little nauseous unconsciously. Her forehead was also swelling and painful, making her feel like her head was in a trance. They are all several times bigger.

But compared to leaving the terrifying environment before, these physical sensations are nothing...

Fortunately, I screamed loudly before I passed out and was heard.

Fleur thought happily.

In fact, she had been awake for almost 5 minutes, but she had been pretending to be unconscious. The purpose was of course to "pretend to be dead" and to confirm whether the surrounding environment was safe.

Then, because the warmth emanating from the bonfire made her feel very comfortable, she peeked through the slits of her eyelids and saw that the man sitting opposite the bonfire was actually a beautiful boy. She unconsciously relaxed a lot, and decided to "wake up" , ask what is going on.

Even though she thought there seemed to be no danger now, she still had to go through the basic procedures, so after covering her nose and sitting up, Fleur pretended to look around, then opened her eyes wide and stared at Mei with vigilance like a lost deer. Lun.

"who are you?"

"Where is this place?"

……

She spoke in French, which Meron understood but could not speak.

"I just heard your cry for help and found you."

Mellen replied in English, "As for where this place is, I can't say. It's probably just a dream."

Although he was amused by the little guy's pretentious attitude, it was already business time, and Mellen certainly wouldn't distract himself from trivial matters.

"A dream?"

The girl switched to speaking in half-baked English, her little face full of surprise.

Such a terrifying and realistic place is just a dream?

"I can't confirm whether this is a dream, but at least it's not that real."

Mellen replied: "There is no hunger here, and there will be no death. In reality, you will leave after waking up, and you will come in unknowingly when you fall asleep... I experience this every day, and it has lasted for five years. ”

He said that on purpose, but it was actually true.

After the initial mentality of getting along is established, you should eliminate the girl's fear and strangeness of the surrounding environment, so that the other party can return to a normal state of mind. Only in this way can some communication skills be effective. Otherwise, who will consider your speech to be frightened? What's the connotation?

Then he asked, "What about you? How did you get in?"

"I'm afraid I'm like you."

The girl blinked and said. After Mellen's words, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes were no longer so wary. After all, it sounded like she could easily escape from this place.

But then, she asked slightly nervously: "Am I going to be like you and appear here every night?"

"Maybe."

Mellen replied as if he was very uncertain, "I don't know why you came here. Maybe you just showed up by chance."

Better not to come again.

After hearing this, Furong couldn't help but pray secretly.

This place is too scary and gloomy. It's really not a good place.

However, after looking at the pure young man with clear facial features through the bright bonfire, this idea was unknowingly wavered.

"It's not all bad."

"What?" Mellen didn't hear the other person's whisper.

"It's nothing."

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, and her mood unknowingly became much calmer during the conversation, but then she suddenly thought of her previous performance, so she asked with a slightly wandering look.

"Did you see any monsters nearby just now?"

"monster?"

Mellen was puzzled when he heard this, "No, why do you ask?"

"Because I was attacked by it." The girl pointed at her forehead as she spoke, her face bulging with anger, "Look, my forehead is still swollen."

"..."

"But I hit it before I passed out. Maybe it was scared away."

"..."

"By the way, if it's just a dream, then if we get hurt here, we won't really get hurt when we wake up, right?"

"That's right, you won't die, and of course you won't get hurt."

"That's great."

Fleur completely relaxed, and after taking a breath, she looked happy, "If this is the case, there's nothing to be afraid of. Well... I mean, next time I encounter that monster, I must come back with revenge." "

The tree is right behind you.

Mellen rolled his eyes secretly, no matter how you retaliate, it will not resist.

He didn't expect that this little guy was quite decent, but it wasn't a big deal. The flame that dispelled the darkness and the identity of the rescuer brought a high favorability bonus, and he was also dragged into this strange dream. This characteristic of "victim" also quickly brings the distance between the two parties closer.

It can be clearly felt that within a few words, the other party has obviously let down his guard.

Mellen then changed the topic and brought the conversation to the main topic, "So, you are a wizard from France?"

These words made Furong stunned, and then she suddenly realized that she didn't know what she was thinking before, but she didn't even ask if the other party was of the same kind!

But thinking about it, if he could ask such a question, he couldn't be a Muggle, right?

"I haven't officially enrolled yet."

Fleur replied: "But you will be an official wizard in less than two years, so there will be no surprise. What about you? British? Are you studying at Hogwarts?"

"I'm a squib."

Mellen has said this sentence countless times in his mind, and he said it very fluently at this moment, "I am not qualified to enter Hogwarts, and I am currently doing some work in Muggle studies."

"Squib..."

When the girl heard this, she looked at Meren with a little pity in her eyes, as if a normal person suddenly saw an unlucky guy who was born with a physical disability.

However, this did not affect her inner affection for this young man whom she had just met for a short time. Mellen's many preparations had quietly taken effect on her.

Of course, the more important thing is that Mellen is very good-looking.

"I have an uncle who is a squib," she said, trying to soothe Mellen's pride in this friendly approach, "but I haven't seen him in a long time."

"This is normal."

The pretentious Melen is quite like that, "Every Squib has low self-esteem in front of wizards and is unwilling to stay with wizards unless necessary."

"It's so pitiful...I mean, it's actually nothing, right?"

"I don't think you can understand this feeling of knowing that everyone is living in the same world, but finding that you are inherently inferior to others."

"……Feel sorry."

"It's nothing, you are very kind."

Meren, who poked the bonfire with a branch, smiled, and then said casually: "I haven't communicated with the wizard for a long time, and it feels good, especially in such a special place. By the way, can you do me a favor?"

"what's up?"

"If you can still come here tomorrow, I hope you can bring me some potions-related books. I am currently doing Muggle research in Egypt, and the magic books there are really hard to understand."

I thought it was a big deal...

Hearing this, the girl secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her chest confidently and said, "No problem, if I can still come... But how should I bring the book in?"

"Just touch them before falling asleep. If it's convenient, it's best to hold them."

"Okay, I'll remember this."

"Then thank you in advance." Mellen said this very sincerely, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face unknowingly.

Although he had previously thought that as long as he pulled the girl into her dream, the rest of the work would not be difficult, but he did not expect that things would go so smoothly, so smoothly that he felt that most of the things he had prepared before would not be used at all.

"It's nothing. It's just a dream anyway. Mom can't find it."

The girl answered simply that she seemed very happy to be able to help others, or perhaps she rarely communicated face-to-face with a stranger who was not objectionable.

So after the topic ended, the girl still kept talking.

Mainly he was asking questions. One was asking what the Egyptian wizards looked like, the other was asking if the pyramid was really full of curses and magic traps, and more was asking about situations related to this dream. For example, besides Outside of the forest, are there any other scenes in the dream?

Finally, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked the other person's name yet.

"I'm Fleur, Fleur Delacour, what's your name?"

"Call me Ezreal."

Mellen didn't know why he thought of this name, so he said it casually.

"Eze Riel?"

"Uh... you can call it that."

So the two became familiar with each other.

……

Fleur Delacour is clearly a little girl who means what she says.

When he met her again in a dream the next day, Mellen found a pile of books stacked at her feet, several of which were still squirming unconsciously, as if they were very uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment around them.