Chapitre 71: Chapter 71: Farewell, Veela's Love
It has been half a month since Fleur first came to the castle.
Since that time, Fleur has come here to find Alvin often, and the two old people are also happy to see it happen.
Therefore, the relationship between Alvin and Fleur has also grown by leaps and bounds for some time.
Fleur also showed a completely different character from outsiders.
Love to be coquettish.
Alvin also discovered that Fleur was proud when facing other people, and wished her eyes would grow on top of her head.
But in front of Alvin, she became a coquettish little girl. Although Alvin was three years younger than her, her coquetry was so natural.
Every time Fleur sees the alchemy products made by Alvin, she has to grind Alvin to give her a copy.
And after each discussion, when Alvin speaks more heavily, she acts like a spoiled child and interrupts Alvin's reprimand, which makes him very helpless.
Overall, still a very lovely girl.
And now that the time has come to the end of August, Alvin is also about to leave France and go back to prepare for the start of school.
There was also a letter from Arya, indicating that the potion stock was running out.
Today is Alvin's penultimate day at the castle.
"When casting spells, the manual movements must be concealed, otherwise the opponent will predict your spell in advance through your gestures."
Alvin is talking to Fleur about some of these fighting techniques.
Fleur deserves to be a player in the future Triwizard Tournament, and her talent is very strong.
Whenever Alvin mentions some of her shortcomings, she can immediately correct them, and from time to time, she can also draw inferences from others.
But today's Fleur seems a little absent-minded. Alvin said a lot, but she didn't seem to hear it.
Alvin saw what was wrong with her and asked aloud.
"What's wrong? It feels like you're out of shape today."
The distracted Fleur calmed down and looked at the handsome young man in front of her.
Biting his lips, she asked softly.
"Tomorrow, you're going back to London?"
After speaking, Fleur looked at Alvin, and there seemed to be a thousand words in those green eyes.
Alvin was startled, but he didn't expect Fleur to be absent-minded because of this matter.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Fleur's silky silver hair, which he often did recently,
Alvin couldn't put it down for Fleur's silver hair, and the gentle movements made Fleur's pretty face a little red.
"Yeah, I'm leaving tomorrow, but I'll come over when I have time."
Softly comforting the beautiful girl in front of him, Alvin felt a little guilty. After all, he left this time, and he didn't know when he would come to Gaul next time.
"Then when will you come next time?"
Fleur asked expectantly.
Alvin thought about it, and suddenly he realized that he can't come at Christmas, otherwise Cho and Hermione would never let him have a good time, and it could only be summer vacation.
"I'll come over next summer!"
Embarrassingly smiled, Alvin said embarrassedly.
Fleur immediately puffed up her face, like a cute little puffer fish.
Unable to hold back, Alvin poked his cheek with his index finger.
Slippery.
After knocking off the boy's mischievous hand, Fleur gave him an angry look.
But she also knew that Hogwarts had a Christmas holiday after school started, and it was very hard to run back and forth for a few days.
"You must come over for the summer, and you have to remember that no matter how many girlfriends you have at Hogwarts, you still have a fiancée waiting for you in France."
Fleur buried her head in Alvin's chest, wrapping her arms around his waist. She coquettishly said to Alvin.
Feeling the flirtatious friendship revealed in the girl's tenderness, Alvin also hugged her tightly.
No one spoke, both of them cherished the last period together.
Early the next morning, Alvin was ready to leave.
Nicolas Flamel and his wife also got up early, and the three of them had a warm breakfast.
During this period, Perenelle also kept telling Alvin not to forget to sleep and eat because of studying magic, and to write to her frequently to communicate his current situation.
Alvin nodded and agreed, taking every word of the old lady's request firmly in his heart.
Perenelle was also very happy with Alvin.
She and Nico have no descendants and have long regarded Alvin as a grandson.
For this grandson, Nicolas Flamel plans to make a Philosopher's Stone and continue to live, watching him grow up, get married and have children.
So, it's not that people are tired of the world.
Just no nostalgia.
The current Nicolas Flamel and his wife have no intention of ending their own lives.
As for what materials for making the Philosopher's Stone have become extinct, this is just the wind that Nico released to the outside world. He doesn't want to be targeted by some people because he can still make Philosopher's Stone.
The two sent Alvin into the cafe when he came.
Nicolas Flamel gave Alvin a title deed to a London manor housed by an elf.
This is also Nico's parting gift to Alvin. For Alvin to have a place in the British wizarding world, it is also inconvenient to always live in the Muggle world.
Alvin accepted it without rejecting it, and the two of them have long since stopped being so polite.
Looking around, Alvin didn't see Fleur coming.
He doesn't want to feel the pain of parting.
Waving at the two old men, Alvin left the cafe.
In the distance, Madame Maxime and Fleur stood on the corner of the street.
The morning light shining on the girl's face has become the best foil for the girl's beautiful appearance, making the girl more charming and more sacred.
Fleur quietly looked at the back of Alvin getting farther and farther away, her eyes were already full of tears.
Madame Maxime also sighed when she saw her proud disciple look like this.
Although Fleur is only a quarter of Veela's blood, she has inherited a characteristic of Veela.
Once you fall in love with a person, you will love him deeply for the rest of your life.
"You don't want to go up and say goodbye to him?"
Madame Maxime couldn't help but be persuaded.
Fleur shook her head and said firmly.
"I don't want him to see me cry, I want to always appear in front of him with the most beautiful image."
After speaking, the girl wiped her tears and said to Madam Maxime.
"Principal, let's go back, I have to get in touch with the magician, and I must surprise him next time we meet."
Looking at the girl who seemed to have grown a lot in an instant, Madame Maxime thought silently in her heart.
"It seems that the matter should be advanced, and strive to hold it within two years."
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