Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 481 Hottie Fleur

"I just foresaw this."

"Besides, Ron deserved it."

"We all know that Fleur's personality is not as good as she looks." Ryan shrugged.

As a half-Veela, Fleur can't turn into a winged bird-headed person with scales on her wings and can release fireballs because of anger.

But she seems to have transformed this form into one side of her personality.

If Fleur didn't know that Ryan knew Ron, Ron's fate would not be so easy.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Ron's words are all right, except for the insult to Beauxbatons." Kate blinked her big eyes.

The same is true for Penelope.

Ryan thought they were united against Fleur, but the next second he understood why.

Britain and France are countries that don't like each other.

This is the case in terms of language.

For example, syphilis means British disease in French.

And it means French disease in English.

Condoms are British military coats in French. In English, it is French letters.

The derogatory term "leave without saying goodbye" means "leave like a British person" in French, and "leave like a French person" in English.

This is true in all languages, not to mention other aspects.

In short, Britain and France are implicitly slandering each other in all aspects.

Wait, so, in the original world line, Mrs. Weasley hated Fleur so much, and there was also such a relationship?

"I remember you are Fleur's friend." Although Ryan understood it immediately, he still looked at Penelope with a strange expression.

Did she notice - hiss!

"Fleur is indeed my friend."

"I love her very much."

"I have no prejudice against the French."

"I like that they always like to make some sounds between each word, like -" Penelope paused and woke up her throat, "I want goose goose goose goose goose a croissant goose goose."

She actually turned her voice into Fleur's tone just now.

If Ryan closed his eyes, he would almost think Fleur was here.

"Yeah, those French people seem to be afraid that someone will interrupt them when they speak. We don't say 'I want some toast'." Kate also imitated Fleur vividly.

"Kate, Penelope, do you all look at me like this?" A hoarse throat sound suddenly sounded.

It's Fleur!

Penelope and Kate were shocked at first, and then they were shocked by the woman in front of them.

Even though they are women, they have to admit that Fleur is really beautiful.

The empty yard suddenly became breathtaking.

Fleur is tall and slender, with golden hair, and her body seems to emit a faint silver light.

Moreover, she is carrying a stack of books in her hands.

In the eyes of Kate and Penelope of Ravenclaw, this makes the whole picture more perfect.

But fortunately, there is another spotlight in this yard-Ryan.

This made them wake up quickly, and then they looked at each other with complicated eyes, and then looked at Ryan closely.

"This damn phlegm!" Kate couldn't help thinking.

"How come Fleur's charm is getting more and more exaggerated?" Penelope couldn't help but think of this for a moment.

But the two of them quickly regained their composure and put on a welcoming smile.

And during the time when they were distracted - "Hello, Ryan." Fleur stood on tiptoe enthusiastically and kissed Ryan on both cheeks.

Ryan just felt that the place where he was kissed was burning.

Ryan, who was from Chongqing before crossing, had three words in his heart - hot girl!

Fake hot girls have hot personalities and can eat spicy food.

Real hot girls will make you hot!

"Hey! Stay away from the little brat!" Kate flashed between Ryan and Fleur, and wiped Ryan's face with disgust.

"Ryan, it's you." Penelope didn't pay too much attention to Fleur's behavior.

In her opinion, this is just French social etiquette.

So she understood one thing the moment she woke up.

That is, Fleur's sudden arrival here must be Ryan's fault.

Only he could transfer Fleur from Diagon Alley in London without any fireworks.

After all, no one except Ryan could Apparate to Smith Castle.

Kate's flash just now was through the movement of shadows.

"Ryan just wanted to give you a surprise."

"After all, we haven't seen each other for almost a year." Fleur lifted her hair, her eyes rolling.

"Of course it is."

"Could it be that I am still bored watching Ron and Harry's boring suffering?" Ryan nodded.

"Just treat you as real!" Kate puffed up her little face and buried her head in Ryan's arms.

Ryan waved his hand, and the surrounding scene began to change.

The next second they appeared in the lounge on the second floor.

On the bookshelf in the lounge, there was a hamster running a flywheel in a transparent box.

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But Harry and Ron on the other side were not as lucky as Ryan.

They don't have Dr. Hamster Wheel, which can absorb the negative emotions of people around them and force them to be calm.

Harry and Ron stood uneasily beside the Burrow, which had become extremely spacious and even had space for several long, fiery red sofas.

They, or more precisely Ron, were scolded by Mrs. Weasley while walking towards the fireplace with the Floo network.

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So much so that the quarrel over Ryan's side had just ended when the two of them had already returned to the Burrow.

Harry felt very ashamed.

Especially since Mrs. Weasley had hardly gotten angry with him along the way.

The only dissatisfaction she showed was that she no longer called him Harry affectionately.

To be honest, when Harry heard that Mrs. Weasley did not have the familiar tremor after the end of his name, his heart sank.

What was worse was that maybe he and Ron had stayed outside for too long.

The Weasley family, except Mr. Weasley, came to the sofa in front of the fireplace and waited for them to come back.

But this also made Harry a little confused, as they all seemed to be sure that Mrs. Weasley could catch them in Diagon Alley.

That meant that after they appeared in Diagon Alley, someone saw them and passed the news back to the Weasley family.

"Harry, please sit down."

"We all know you're a good kid."

"This must be Ron's instigation again." Mrs. Weasley's calm tone brought Harry back to his senses.

He then noticed the eyes fixed on him.

It was Ginny and Bill.

Ginny's eyes seemed to speak. The moment Harry looked at her, Harry knew that she didn't care about these things.

But Bill's eyes were full of gloating.

"Mom, how did you know that Harry and I were in Diagon Alley?" Ron couldn't help asking.

It seemed that being punished didn't affect his mood at all.

So much so that his tone was filled with a feeling of indifference.

"Ron Weasley!"

"How can you have no shame at all? Look at Harry, I didn't say anything, but he stood with you. I don't think you can have dinner today!" Mrs. Weasley shouted in a high voice.