Chapter 242 - 242 Half-Veela

Chapter 242: Chapter 242 Half-Veela

Rolf escaped Professor Hicks's calamity, but not the other one.

Compared with Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, there were not many students from Invermorny who came to Hogwarts, and they could be counted on one hand.

But when Rolf saw the young boy with blond hair, strong physique and funny mustache, he shuddered and tried to get behind Cedric.

However, Rolf's position had been exposed by Professor Hicks. The student from Invermorny saw Rolf at a glance and walked over with a big laugh.

"Ah, it's been a long time since we last met, Rolf!" He said very generously.

Cedric was pushed in front of Rolf, and he was not sure whether the boy in front of him was kind or wanted to harm Rolf, so he had to protect Rolf behind him dutifully and fulfill his duties as a class leader.

"Excuse me, classmate of Yin Famo Ni, I'm Cedric Diggory, the prefect of Hufflepuff." He said politely, "I want to ask, what do you want with Rolf?"

To Cedric's surprise, this sturdy wizard with a mustache was surprisingly easy to talk to.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Prefect Diggory." He smiled and stretched out his hand to Cedric, "I'm John Kowalski, Rolf's cousin. My grandmother and Rolf's grandmother are sisters."

"Hello, Mr. Kowalski." Cedric shook hands with John, then turned his head to look at Rolf, "Rolf, is this your cousin?"

Rolf didn't want to admit it, but under John's smiling eyes, he couldn't say the words of denial after all, so he nodded reluctantly.

However, his admission confused Cedric.

"I want to know, is there any problem between you two cousins?" he asked.

"No, we have always had a good relationship." John said with a smile, "It's just that this kid must have been a little guilty recently and didn't dare to face me. Am I right, Rolf?"

Rolf didn't say anything.

John didn't care, and then said to Cedric: "I originally wanted to train Rolf to take over my job and become the student union president after Yin Famo Ni, but he came to Hogwarts to study...so he is guilty!"

Cedric thought about it carefully and made a judgment secretly.

So he nodded and let Rolf who was hiding behind him go.

"You two brothers should solve your own problems." He looked at Rolf with sympathy.

Rolf was shocked. But without Cedric's obstruction, he was immediately caught by this strong cousin, hugged by the shoulder and pushed towards Hogwarts Castle.

Now, the people from the last magic school have all arrived. The "ushers" of Hogwarts finally don't have to stand like a log in the cold lake wind. They shivered and returned to the hall.

Harry and his friends walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Ron deliberately sat on the side facing the door, because Krum and his Durmstrang alumni were still gathered at the door, and seemed to be unsure where they should sit.

The students of Invermorny, led by John Kowalski, the president of the Student Union, naturally sat next to the long table of Hufflepuff. A group of people surrounded the lonely Rolf.

Harry silently mourned for this good friend who had once explored together for two seconds...

In addition, the students of Beauxbatons quickly chose the seats next to the Ravenclaw table with the least number of people and the quietest.

After they sat down, they looked around the hall with a gloomy expression on their faces. It seemed that Hogwarts did not meet their imagination. Three of the students had their heads wrapped tightly with scarves and turbans.

"It's not that cold," Hermione glanced at them and said unhappily, "Why don't they wear cloaks?"

"Here! Come and sit here!" However, Ron didn't notice what Hermione was saying at all, and shouted hoarsely, "Here! Hermione, move over a little, make some room--"

"What?"

"Alas, it's too late!" Ron said regretfully.

Viktor Krum and his Durmstrang alumni had already sat down at the Slytherin table.

Draco Malfoy and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, were very proud of it. Malfoy even stood up and leaned over to talk to Krum.

"Ah, yes, Malfoy is fawning over him," said Ron sharply. "I bet Krum saw through him right away... I bet Krum is fawned over and flattered wherever he goes..."

"Where do you think they'll sleep? We can give him a bed in our dormitory, Harry... I'd give him my bed and sleep on a cot."

Hermione snorted.

Then he sat down and talked happily with Professor Hicks on his right, and from time to time he smiled and glanced at Rove, who was surrounded by a group of Yin Famori students and looked embarrassed.

The plates in front of the little wizards were full of food as usual.

The house elves in the kitchen seemed to have used all their tricks. Today's dishes were more abundant than in the past, and they were placed in front of them in a variety of ways. Some of them must have foreign flavors.

"What is that?" Ron asked.

He pointed to a large plate of something next to a large steak and a cup of pudding, which looked like a seafood stew.

"French bouillabaisse," Hermione said.

"Is it for those people in Beauxbatons?" Ron asked.

"It should be," Hermione nodded, "This is French food. I ate it during the summer vacation two years ago. It tastes delicious."

"It's you, our Miss Know-it-all." Ron made a noncommittal joke and served himself some black pudding.

It turned out that the young British wizards were not very interested in French dishes, and no one touched the plate of French bouillabaisse for a long time.

At this moment, a voice said, "Excuse me, are you still eating this plate of bouillabaisse?"

It was the Beauxbatons girl who laughed when Dumbledore was talking just now.

At this time, she finally took off her scarf.

A long waterfall of silver hair fell to her waist, and her beautiful face had a pair of big blue eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

Ron's face flushed red, and he stared at her blankly. He opened his mouth to answer, but only made some strange little sounds, as if his throat was stuck.

"Okay, you take it." Harry said for Ron and pushed the plate to the girl.

"Have you finished eating?" the girl asked.

"I'm done," Ron said with difficulty, a little breathless, "I'm done, it's delicious."

The girl carefully carried the plate and walked to the Ravenclaw table. Ron still stared at the girl with wide eyes, as if he had never seen a female classmate before.

Harry laughed happily, and his laughter finally brought Ron back to his senses.

"She's a veela!" Ron said to Harry in a hoarse voice.

"Definitely not!" Hermione poked the steak in front of her with a fork and said with gritted teeth, "I didn't see anyone staring at her like an idiot!"

What she said was not entirely correct.

When the girl walked through the hall, many boys turned their heads to look at her, and some of them seemed to become speechless for a moment, just like Ron.

'This is a half-blood veela. ' Hermione thought to herself.

She suddenly realized why Professor Dracula said that before - Veela's temper is indeed not very good. In the previous Quidditch World Cup, the Bulgarian mascot Veela almost fought with the Irish mascot.

Hermione looked at Dracula's long silver hair, which was brighter than that of the girl, and suddenly felt that she had discovered something incredible.

Could Professor Dracula also be a half-blood veela...?

"That girl is really extraordinary!" Ron, who was standing by, didn't know what Hermione was thinking. He just said as he turned sideways so that he could still look at the girl clearly. "There is no such beautiful person in Hogwarts!"

"The girls in Hogwarts are not bad either." Harry said without thinking.

He subconsciously followed Ron's gaze to the long table of Ravenclaw and saw Qiu Zhang, who had smooth black hair, sitting not far from the girl with silver hair.

Harry's gaze paused for a moment, and suddenly shook his head with a smile, and turned his gaze back to the long table of Gryffindor.

He saw that Ginny, who was sitting not far away, was staring at him eagerly, and when she noticed his gaze, she blushed and lowered her head.

Yes, the girls in Hogwarts are not bad either.

Not only the girls in Ravenclaw, but also the girls in Gryffindor.