Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

Just after Dumbledore finished welcoming our outstanding international friends wizards, the door to the Great Hall of Hogwarts was opened from the outside.

When the strong and handsome wizards from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, dressed in the same style, color, and hairstyle, lined up and walked in from the door.

Ron Weasley covered his open mouth in surprise, Merlin!Viktor Krum stands at the front of the wizard team at Durmstrang Magic School!

International stars of Quidditch!

George Weasley and Fred Weasley clapped their hands to each other happily. Viktor Krum was also their favorite Quidditch star.

Viktor Krum is very good at using the "Wronsky Feint", especially in the recent Quidditch World Cup match, where he caught the Golden Snitch before the final whistle blew.

Although Bulgaria lost to the Irish team by 10 points, Viktor Krum was still an indelible shining point on the court.

"Harry! Is that really Viktor Krum? Am I really reading that right?"

Harry speechlessly patted Ron's hand that was pinching his arm, "You read that right, that's Viktor Krum."

It hurt like hell, Ron was using so much force.

Harry looked back at the Slytherin table, which was different from the Gryffindor table where the atmosphere was ignited and became completely lively.

The Slytherin people at the long table were still eating politely and wiping their mouths gracefully.

Merlin, those actions should be annoying in his eyes.

However, Draco's action of gently wiping his mouth with a handkerchief was really... clever.

Simply delightful.

"I really want his autograph, Harry. If I go up and ask him for his autograph, will he give it to me?" Ron patted the back of Harry's hand.

Hermione wasn't very interested in Quidditch star Viktor Krum, and Ron didn't want other wizards to distract Hermione.

So Harry was forced to stop his unrealistic thoughts that were gradually spreading to the distant sky, and turned to look at Ron, whose eyes were shining with stars, "Probably not."

"Why?!" Ron was shocked.

"Because George and Fred have done nothing."

Ron Weasley's eyes widened and he turned his attention to his two brothers who looked quite downcast. He just raised his legs to ask George Weasley and Fred Weasley. Clearly, the door to the Great Hall of Hogwarts was opened again.

The wizards of Bubaston School of Witchcraft and Wizardry wore uniform aqua blue clothes made of silk satin and danced charmingly into the great hall of Hogwarts.

The leader, the dancing witch with soft waist, waist-length silver hair and shining silver eyes, was very beautiful, and attracted the attention of most of the wizards in Hogwarts.

The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, who lived next to Dumbledore in the professor's chair, held up a cup of sweet pumpkin juice and waved it in front of Dumbledore's blue eyes.

Dumbledore turned his head in confusion and blinked in confusion at the carefully disguised Gellert Grindelwald.

Gellert Grindelwald licked his lips, placed the pumpkin cup in Dumbledore's hand, coughed covertly, turned his head and said nothing.

The time he spent with Albus, a simple and simple relationship without any other hidden relationship, made him feel like he had returned to his youth.

He was almost worried that his Albus was attracted to a young Veela just now.

He had almost forgotten recently that he and Albus were at an age where they were approaching the end of their lives.

Although his Albus never relented and used the Youth Charm with him.

But no matter what his Albus looks like, in his eyes, his Albus is the most perfect.

"Does it look good?"

Ron Weasley let out a silly hey and nodded a little naively, "It's quite beautiful. That flowing and smooth silver hair...ahhhh, light, light, light." Min..."

Hermione Granger frowned slightly, the tip of her nose wrinkled a few lines unhappily, and her right hand pinched Ron's arm hard.

Ron Weasley gasped, lowered his head, and rubbed Hermione's shoulder, "Hey, I mean her hair is beautiful, Hermione, I want to make you a silver scarf, I remember you I have said that wearing a scarf in the summer will feel cold..."

Ron Weasley looked at Hermione's gradually softening expression, and rubbed Hermione's shoulder harder, "No matter how beautiful other people are, you are the most beautiful in my eyes and my heart, and I will always love you the most." Just you, Min!”

"I swore an oath to Merlin, you can't abandon me!"

Hermione Granger rolled her eyes, "What did you swear?"

"How can you say that? It won't work if you say it!" Ron's face turned red instantly, and his movements of rubbing Hermione's shoulders became shy and coy like a little girl.

He had already sworn to Merlin that he would always be good to Hermione and always like Hermione. He wanted to form a new family with Hermione and have two lovely children.

Having too many children is not good. One thing is that it is difficult to raise, and another thing is that it will distract Hermione from him.

Harry looked at his two friends standing in front of him, who did not shy away from him, and rolled his eyes.

It is really unethical to show affection in front of someone whose love has not yet concluded.

The Ministry of Magic should stop looking for magic to ban.

He believes that this behavior of showing affection regardless of the life and death of others should be severely punished and banned.

Draco's gray-blue eyes were filled with a dark light. In his sight, Harry Potter was staring intently at the witch with Veela blood from Beaubaston.

Although I don't understand why I feel like this.

But Draco did feel a sense of dissatisfaction and inexplicable shame.

Pansy Parkinson was grabbing Brace's ears and scolding him, and angrily told Brace Zabini never to interact with him again.

The reason why she was angry was that Blaise, like everyone else, had an uncontrollable fascination with the Bubaston witch who was a Veela.

With such happiness in his heart, Harry suddenly turned his head and looked at Draco's position on the Slytherin table.

The shining emerald eyes just met the gray-blue pupils.

For a moment, the smile was like a strong wind, blowing the leaves of the entire forest.

Draco looked at Harry Potter who suddenly smiled very enthusiastically at him with confusion, blinked his eyes, and inexplicably returned Harry's smile.

The smile on Harry's face grew wider.

Merlin!Draco was ogling him!

Merlin, his heart is beating so fast!

Sure enough, Draco is the one with Veela blood, otherwise how could it affect his whole heart? When he sees Draco, it will beat wildly and uncontrollably.

What kind of confession ceremony was worthy of his Draco?

...Um, defeat Voldemort?