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Chapter 574: Fleur’s Room
🕑 Added 2019-08-19 18:34:23 +0000 UTCEvan had no objection to Hermione's suggestion; although with the relationship between Madame Maxime and Hagrid, Fleur will eventually know about the fire dragon.
But if Evan told her in advance, she would owe him a favor.
"Gabrielle, where’s your sister?" said Evan. "There’s something I want to talk to her about."
"She’s in her room. She says she's not feeling well today. She's not going to Hogsmeade!” said Gabrielle.
She blinked and wondered what Evan had to say to her sister alone.
"Well, you take me up..."
"Go by yourself. I just came out from there. She's in a bad mood. I don't want to be near her at this time." Gabrielle made a lovely grimace and said with a smile, "you have to be prepared."
Evan looked back at Hermione, and she did not intend to accompany him.
With a sigh, he asked Gabrielle about Fleur’s room and walked into the huge carriage of Beauxbatons alone.
If Fleur’s character did not change, no one would really dare to contact her.
As soon as he entered, Evan had a sudden feeling of openness.
The space in front of him was much wider than it looked from the outside, and all objects were magnified in an instant.
It was not like the interior of a carriage at all, but it gave Evan the illusion of returning to the main castle building of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
The carriage was quiet and Evan did not see anyone inside.
He followed the golden escalator to the first floor and stopped in front of the second room on the inner side.
Here was Fleur’s room, he knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Fleur said hoarsely, sounding a little weak.
This was very mismatched with her usual tough style. Was she really sick?!
Evan pushed open the door and saw a room with pink as the main decorative tone, with women's articles everywhere.
The latticed windows oozing with European style were covered by pleated white screens, and sunlight penetrated through the cracks, bringing a little brightness to the darkened room.
The air was filled with a refreshing fragrance, which was peculiar to Fleur.
The most striking thing in the room was the soft and magnificent big bed in the middle.
Fleur was lying on the bed, and the bedding was kicked aside. She was lying on it in a pink nightgown.
The low round collar was decorated with white lace, which revealed her graceful, concave and exquisite figure. Her open cleavage was snow-white and attractive. The lines of lingerie inside could be seen faintly. A small half of the snow-white arm was exposed, and her fragrance was floating in the air.
Her smooth and tender skin exposed outside, such as ice and snow, appeared particularly white under the light of a little bit of sunshine that came through the window.
Seeing Fleur like this, Evan stood there stupefied, hesitant to let her know of his presence.
"Gabrielle, weren’t you going to Hogsmeade with that guy, why are you back?!" said Fleur, turning over lazily. "First of all, no matter how much you beg me this time, I won’t..."
Fleur suddenly stopped and her eyes widened. She looked incredulously at Evan standing at the door.
They both looked at each other and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Following Evan’s gaze, Fleur looked down and found out what was wrong.
Despite her openness, it was a little embarrassing that a boy saw her in this appearance.
"It's you?!" Fleer shook her beautiful head and rubbed her eyes, "How did you get in?!"
"You let me in!" Evan replied subconsciously, feeling a little bad.
"GET OUT!" Fleur grabbed the quilt with the fastest speed and put it on her body, his face red.
Then she thought that she couldn’t let Evan go out like this. If someone else found out about this incident...
"Come in and close the door!" Fleur gritted her teeth and shook her fist. “Damn, what on earth are you doing?”
There was something wrong with the scene. The girl huddled in the bedding and curled up on the bed, as if Evan was going to do something to her.
However, to say that Fleur’s appearance now could give any man wicked impulses would be an understatement...
"I want to tell you about the first task of the tournament… we… speculated…" said Evan directly, trying not to look at Fleur’s eyes that wanted to eat him alive: "The first task is a fire dragon!"
"What?!"
"Fire dragon!" said Evan quickly, "You must be well prepared, as soon as possible, and practice to face a fire dragon.”
Fleur stared at him, even forgetting to cover herself with the bedding.
After realizing that Evan was not joking with her, there was a flicker of fear in her blue eyes.
"Are you sure?!" she said, narrowing her eyes.
"Absolutely, believe me!" said Evan.
Fleur stared at Evan, with a puzzled, almost skeptical look in her beautiful eyes.
It was a long time before she nodded. She seemed to understand the situation and to have made up her mind.
"So, you guessed that the first task is the Dragon, and then you immediately came to inform me!" said Fleur, her voice returning to its usual tone. "Why are you doing this?"
"We’re friends, aren't we?" said Evan, "You know, I have a good relationship with Gabrielle. I can't let you face those huge things unprepared, so..."
"I trust you!" Fleur whispered, and walked down from the bed. "Thank you for telling me about this, Evan!"
She tidied up her nightgown without any embarrassment.
Evan found that Fleur’s figure was really good. In some parts, the originally loose nightgown seemed a little too short...
"I've been curious about you ever since I learned from Gabrielle that you helped Sirius Black clear his name," said Fleur, walking up to Evan, "I was curious about the kind of young wizard that would and could do this, but only after I saw you in person did I realize that you’re the kind of wizard that I couldn’t help but despise and admire at the same time."
Evan blinked, wondering what Fleur meant by this.
The atmosphere in the room was getting more weird, and there seems to be something wrong with this unfolding...
To be fair, Evan just accidentally saw Fleur in her nightgown, what would be more abnormal?!
"Every time I think I have a grasp of your strength, you do more amazing things. Evan, whether we like it or not, you are the most qualified wizard I’ve ever seen.” Fleur continued, "So..."
Before Evan could respond, Fleur suddenly lowered her head and kissed him on his forehead!
The girl's lips were soft but warm, which made his heart beat faster.
Evan was dumbfounded, looking at Fleur’s appearance, as if he wanted to respond in some way.
Although Fleur was very beautiful and the most beautiful girl Evan had ever seen, he didn’t like her.
He only liked Hermione, and this had not changed since the beginning.
And even if he had told Fleur about the Fire Dragon, she didn’t have to be so… grateful; did she?!
"You know … this thing, don't tell anyone about it!" said Evan, "Hermione and Gabrielle are waiting for me down there, I’ll go!"
Looking at Evan’s back, Fleur’s face was full of pride.
She found it funny to tease this little guy.
