v2 Chapter 392： Fleur de la Cour

On the right hand side of Dumbledore, the head of the main guest seat was sitting on the head of the Buss Barton School of Magic, Mrs. Maxim, a woman with a very large size.

Ivan has only seen one person in this life can compare with her, that is Hagrid, the height of the two of them almost no difference.

Ai Wen knows that this is because they are all hybrid giants!

However, it is not possible to say why, perhaps just because he is used to Hagrid. In his opinion, Mrs. Maxim seems to be more bizarre.

By the candlelight above, he found that Mrs. Maxim had a very handsome olive face.

A pair of black, watery eyes and a sharp nose.

Her hair combed behind her head and smashed into a shiny bun at the base of her neck.

She wore a black wrought-iron dress from head to toe, sparkling, and many precious opals sparkled on her neck and on her thick fingers.

Mrs. Maxim, with an elegant smile on her face, politely looked at Sirius who had just entered the auditorium and invited him to sit on his right vacant seat.

In the auditorium, the same striking thing as her is Furong Dracul, who sits in the first place in the student seat.

She has a long, bright silver hair with a waterfall and looks very beautiful.

She looks like an adult version of Gabriel, which looks like a baby.

Blue eyes, very neat white teeth, all the men can be tempted by appearance.

It may be because of the regular exercise, Hibiscus is very good.

Her skin is wheat-colored and extraordinarily healthy. Even though she wears uniform uniforms, she is still the most special among all Busstable students.

Needless to say, when Ai Wen’s eyes were removed from Mrs. Maxim, she fell to Furong almost at the first time, marveling at her beauty.

There is a vacancy next to Furong, which was specially reserved for Ai Wen.

After Sirius was invited to the guest table by Mrs. Maxim, she stood up with a smile and gracefully walked over to Ai Wen, inviting him to sit down.

"Hello, Avon Mason!" Hibiscus reached out and Ai Wen shook her hand and smiled and said, "My name is Furong Dracul, I am honored to meet you!"

She is speaking English with a little French accent.

The sound of Hibiscus sounds very special, slightly hoarse.

"Thank you, I am very happy to meet you." Ai Wen replied hurriedly, and sat down with Furong to the side of her.

They didn't have time to talk again, and Mrs. Maxim had stood up and prepared to speak.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and our distinguished distinguished guests!" said Mrs. Maxim, smiling to Dumbledore next to her. "Tonight, we have great joy. To welcome the world's greatest wizards, Albus Dumbledore and Hogwarts, to Busstable for a visit. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

There was a round of applause in the auditorium, and when Mrs. Maxim spoke, the students of Booth Barton stood up.

They all looked at Dumbledore and hoped to see his appearance.

But when Mrs. Maxim said that Dumbledore was the greatest wizard in the world, Avon clearly heard a sneer that was undoubtedly ridiculous.

He turned his head and saw several senior students with arrogance and disdain on their faces, looking provocatively at themselves, as if they were thinking about what they would do.

For such people, Ai Wen is always directly ignored.

He turned his head back as if he didn't see them.

Behind him, there were a few disappointments on the faces of the guys. They frowned and looked at each other, surprised Ai Wen’s indifference.

Hibiscus sees the changes in the expression of several people, but she is still the calm and calm.

Her blue eyes stared at Ai Wen, as if she didn't notice anything unusual.

Ai Wen looked at her, she smiled and rubbed her eyes.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Ivan can feel that the popularity of Hibiscus in Booth Barton is not very good.

Her classmates, especially those girls, were all alienated from her and deliberately kept a distance.

But at the very least, so far, she still holds goodwill for Ai Wen.

Or more accurately, it is very interesting.

At the main guest table, Mrs. Maxim has already finished speaking.

Instead of sitting in a hurry, she took out her wand and waved it gently.

The light music didn't know where it sounded, and all the Busstable students began to sing songs, the voices grew louder and louder, and the auditorium fell into the ocean of music.

They sang French songs, and Ai Wen couldn't understand.

However, he can feel the tunes more and more light and relaxed.

This song is full of a strong French atmosphere, like a pub tune, which sounds happy.

A few minutes later, after the song ended, Mrs. Maxim signaled everyone to sit down.

The banquet officially began, and the rich French dishes appeared in the empty plates. They were placed in front of Ai Wen, and he was not sure which one to taste first.

"You can try this, French fish soup, the taste is very delicious, this is the authentic French practice, it is very difficult to eat in your UK, you will like it." Furong said, pointing to the front of Ai Wen It seems to be a hodgepodge of seafood.

“Thank you!” Ai Wen gave himself a bowl and asked indefinitely. “The song just sounded good. Is it your school song?”

“It’s really the school song of Booth Barton. We sing whenever the semester begins or when there are major events.” Furong frowned and said, “But I don’t like it. The tunes sound very light, but the lyrics are very tragic. This song was handed down from the Middle Ages. How to say, the style is a bit dark"

After the fish soup, Ai Wen began to taste a quirky dessert. He didn't know the name of the dish because he had never seen it before.

"Ivan, can I call you that?!" Furong said with a smile. "In fact, I often listen to my little sister talking about you, you are her idol."

"We are friends, and we often write to each other from Christmas."

Ai Wen looked back at Gabriel and the little girl was looking at herself, and looked down at his eyes.

He smiled at the other Furong and said, "He mentioned you in the previous letter."

"Oh, what did she say?" Hibiscus was interested.

"She calls you the best sister in the world!" Ai Wen repeated Gabriel's words and made Furong laugh.

In general, the two of them get along very well.

The faces of other people on the long table are not so good, not to mention those students who are provocative.

Most of the remaining people also expressed dissatisfaction with Furong's exclusive occupation of Ai Wen.

For this kind of gaze, Furong is also ignored.

The feeling of Ai Wen just fulfilled, and Furong and his classmates were very unhappy.

She seems to be like this at ordinary times, it seems that there is no one else. (To be continued.)