My Understanding Is Incredible, I Built A Floating City In Hogwarts

The weather was especially nice during the last few days at Hogwarts.

The sun shines on the lawn, the breeze blows across the lake, and there are no classes or exams.

This should be the best time for the little wizards to play and enjoy their leisure time.

However, it is rare to see happy and laughing little wizards on the grass today. They all seem to be in a hurry and have no time to appreciate this beautiful scenery.

This situation is very abnormal.

Harry even found that some young wizards would even deliberately turn around and avoid him when they saw him.

When he asked Levin, he got the answer - a warning from parents.

In fact, just before going to bed the day before, Aiwu was chatting with Levin, and she mentioned a strange thing: "Levin, do you know? When I was walking around the school recently, I discovered a strange thing. Phenomenon."

"Oh? What's happening?" Levin asked curiously, playing with her slender tail.

"A large number of owls flew from outside the castle to the tallest tower," Aiwu lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "After I flew closer, I could still faintly hear the sound of scolding coming from the building.

Levin frowned slightly, thought for a moment and then said: "Isn't "863" the direction of the principal's office?"

"You know what happened, right?" Aiwu's little face showed an expression of fear and excitement, "I guess there is a female ghost cursed by an owl, or a harpy or something." 1

"Actually, that's because Dumbledore received shouting letters from parents of students."

"Howling letter? Why?" Aiwu asked curiously, "I heard that the old man with the white beard is very popular.

"This matter is complicated..."

Obviously, Levin's judgment on the current situation of the Yin Kingdom's wizarding world is correct. The current mainstream public opinion in the wizarding world is to adopt an "appeasement" attitude and try to refuse to return to sixteen years ago in an ostrich way.

Therefore, Dumbledore's public announcement of Voldemort's return did not meet parents' expectations.

Some people even insist on not wanting to believe that the Dark Lord has been resurrected, and their thoughts will naturally be passed on to the next generation.

However, in this atmosphere, Zhi and Fred went against the trend.

They launched a price reduction promotion with great fanfare, selling all joke products at 20% off, threatening to make Hogwarts lively again.

But no matter how Levin looked at it, it seemed more like they wanted to clear out the already full inventory before leaving school.

Time flies by and the day of leaving school soon comes.

The early morning sunlight shines on the dormitory floor through the window. Levin got up early and started packing his luggage, and then went to the auditorium with the girls to enjoy today's breakfast.

While passing by the long Gryffindor table, Levin heard Seamus and Ronald arguing.

"The mysterious man was not resurrected at all!" Seamus said excitedly, waving his fork, "This is all Bledo's lie!"

"I believe Harry!" Ronald retorted without any sign of weakness, "He is my friend, he won't lie!"

Instead, Harry curled his lips and said. "If they don't believe it, just let them go. When the mysterious man stands in front of them, it will be too late to regret it!"

The teachers and students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are also leaving today.

Under the stone steps of the foyer outside the castle, a gorgeously decorated carriage was waiting for the teachers and students of Beauxbatons.

After breakfast, Levin and Hermione left the Great Hall to see off Fleur and

As they approached, they saw Hagrid and Madame Maxime standing nearby talking happily.

"It seems that you have settled the feud?" Levin asked curiously.

"Oh, Olim and I have never been really angry." Hagrid said cheerfully, his big face filled with satisfaction and happiness.

Hermione curled her lips aside. She still remembered how angry and sad Hagrid was before, and she wanted to comfort him at that time.

"That's not what you said before," she reminded.

Hagrid chuckled and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

"That's because I'm too sad. Men have always been at a disadvantage in terms of emotions. I'm too fragile, too emotional, and I'm easily hurt.

As he spoke, he looked at Madame Maxime lovingly, as if she were the most important person in his life.

Levin and Hermione were speechless for a while.

Are you the only one who is still easily injured?

The flowers and plants in the Forbidden Forest, and the ferocious beasts that Hagrid regarded as "little cuties" did not think so.

This was the first time that he had seen the anger after being dumped expressed in such a fresh and refined way.

"Olim, just let me do this rough work. You can go and rest."

Hagrid saw Madame Maxime pulling the horses for the carriage, and immediately shouted and rushed over to help.

His tone was full of protectiveness and doting, as if Madame Maxime was a little girl in need of care.

Madame Maxime is certainly no little girl.

She is nearly three meters tall and has a strong physique. One punch is enough to smash an average little wizard into a meat pie.

Seeing Hagrid's diligent look, Levin couldn't help but sigh,

Why are all the people around him, such a saint of love, so licking his toes?

Harry is like this, Krum is like this, Snape is like this, Hagrid is like this...

"Hi, English!" came a crisp greeting.

When Fleur saw Levin coming, she immediately stepped down from the carriage gracefully, stretched out her hand like a work of art, and gently shook hands with Levin.

She had dressed up specially today. The elegant long skirt fit her graceful figure and swayed gently as she walked.

The slender waist and plump breasts are even more graceful under the outline of the skirt, as if every step is interpreting the unique romance and elegance of French girls.

Levin's eyes slowly wandered over Fleur's body, and his admiration and amazement could hardly be described in words.

Although Furong's clothes are not gorgeous, her proud figure and innate temperament are impossible to ignore.

"This trip to Hogwarts is really fruitful, thanks to your careful guidance." Fleur said in her beautiful French, her blue eyes shining with sincerity and gratitude.

"Not only have I learned so many powerful magics, but I have also achieved the runner-up result in the Triwizard Tournament. This is all due to you."

Levin shook his head gently and responded with a smile: "Thank you very much, Fleur. You are able to achieve such results all due to your own hard work and talent. If you were taught by someone else, you may not be able to achieve such results."

As he spoke, Levin stretched out his hand to shake hands with Fleur, giving her affirmation and encouragement.

Fleur held Levin's hand with a little force, and at the same time lightly tickled his palm, as if she wanted to hint something.

The corners of her mouth curved into a proud smile, like a cunning little fox.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Luna, Ginny and Astoria also came to bid farewell to Gabrielle, with deep reluctance in their voices, "I will come to Hogg again in the future. Watts?"

"Yes, we will set off soon." Fleur nodded gently and gently played with the bright silver hair on her forehead with her fingers, which was both elegant and playful.

"However, I have graduated from Beauxbatons and may look for a job in the underworld in the future." She continued, "I have always liked it here and hope to have the opportunity to improve my English. Levin, you Your relationship with Ms. Proudmoore is so good, maybe you can introduce me to a job?"

Fleur's voice was sweet and moving, her red lips parted slightly, every word seemed to carry a kind of magic, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone, as if she was sending an invitation to Levin.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly took a step forward and stood between Huang Rong and Ye Wen.

"Your proposal is very good, Fleur." Hermione said with a smile, but her tone revealed a hint of decline, "However, I suggest that you stay away from England for a while and wait a few years before coming back. This way Better for your safety.

Hermione's words surprised Fleur, but she quickly returned to normal.

She stepped forward and hugged Hermione tightly.

"Oh, Hermione, you are a great opponent and a great friend." Fleur said enthusiastically, "I will never forget you in this life.

Hermione didn't expect Fleur to hug her suddenly, and was at a loss for a moment.

Fleur rested her head on Hermione's shoulder and winked at Levin from an angle that Hermione couldn't see.

The girl was definitely doing this on purpose, but Hermione obviously didn't realize it.

She has always been a soft-spoken character, but after being hugged and praised by Fu Rong, she was completely at a loss. The original aggressiveness of her love rival was completely gone.

However, Zhan Lu did not accept Hermione's suggestion.

After she let go of Hermione, a slightly puzzled expression appeared on her face, "Why do you want to persuade me not to come to England? Just because of that mysterious man?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of imperceptible arrogance in her tone, "You Yin people may be afraid of him, but we Gauls will not back down easily.

Fleur grew up in France. Although she had heard of Voldemort's reputation and knew that he was a powerful and cruel wizard, to her, that was just a distant legend.

She didn't really understand the horror of Voldemort, and even thought that as long as she avoided him carefully, she could avoid conflict with him.

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