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Revelation Dragons and the Goblet of Fire Chapter 10 Madame Maxime

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    Section 1 We passed through various tents and crowded people all the way to the center of the camp.  There are various large tents standing here, most of which are magic schools that organize students to watch the competition.  Many of the tents have very exaggerated shapes, and a few of them look like a shrunken Hogwarts Castle.  Among the many tents, the Beauxbatons camp has very distinct features - it is a tent of simple and elegant styles. All the tents seem to be made of light blue silk, decorated with flowers of various colors.  The vines shine with a warm luster in the sun.  In an open space in front of the camp stood two white marble pillars that were not too short. A banner hung between the exquisite carvings on the top of the pillars. The enchanted words floated slowly as if on the water: "Booth  Barton Academy of Magic".  Young male and female students came in and out of the tent from time to time. They wore uniform and exquisite clothes, and their speech and behavior revealed a unique arrogant and confident temperament.  "It seems we have arrived." Sauron said in Fleur's ear, and at the same time waved the slender dragon tail behind him - at this time, Sauron looked like a very small black dragon, lying lazily on the girl's shoulders.  , as for Fulber Thor, who had always occupied this position, he was sent to inspect the camp unjustly by Sauron.  "I said, dear, do you really want to see Madame Maxime like this?" The girl lifted his tail in front of her and said, "I think it is unnecessary for you to do this." Soran said to the girl  This move that obviously damaged his image as a demon king was quite helpless. After flapping his wings a few times to protest to no avail, he instantly turned into a ball of black fire and dissipated from the girl's hands, then returned to her shoulders again, lazily.  Said: "Well, believe me, this is necessary." The reason why Sauron did this was because of his concerns. After all, Mrs. Maxim was the principal of one of the three largest magic schools in Europe. She would not  The identity of Sauron is unclear. From a small perspective, she and Sauron represent different magic schools; from a large perspective, they are in different political camps.  Before understanding Mrs. Maxim's attitude towards him, Solan remained cautious. If she was disgusted or even hostile to him, then meeting her unexpectedly would cause unnecessary trouble - although Solan  He didn't care about other people's hostility, but he didn't want the girl to be caught in the middle.  But the girl who had always been smart in the past didn't seem to understand Sauron's good intentions this time. She glanced sideways at Sauron on her shoulder and let out a burst of unexplained laughter.  In this way, Sauron quietly sat on the girl's shoulder, and followed her into the Beauxbatons camp. The girl was wearing a wizard's robe today, and her clothes were very different from the surrounding students.  When the Beauxbatons students turned their attention to the girl, someone quickly recognized her.  "Furong, you're already here." A girl with chestnut hair ran over and greeted her affectionately, "How was your vacation, my dear." "Not bad, Jeanne." Fleur said with a smile,  "How are you doing? You look more charming." "Oh, forget it." The girl named Jeanne said a little dejectedly, "I have been training throughout the holiday. Damn it, I was supposed to be with my boyfriend.  Friends go on trips instead of staying in school to practice spellcasting endlessly. "Jeanna speaks very quickly, which seems to Soran to be very similar to Hermione. It was not until she complained about the bad holiday life that she noticed the girl's shoulder.  Sauron on.  "What is this, Fleur?" she said in surprise. She looked at Sauron half nervously and half excitedly, "Is it a dragon? Where did you get it?" "Well, him?" The girl turned her head and looked.  She looked at Soran and said with a playful smile, "My little pet was picked up by the river, and he has been with me since then." Jeanna was surprised after hearing this, but she didn't pay much attention to it.  The meaning of the girl's words was unclear. After all, not everyone has an in-depth understanding and fanatical obsession with dragons like Hagrid and Charlie.  She just stared at Sauron curiously, as if she was considering touching him, but she hesitated and still didn't reach out.  "Does he have a name?" Jeanne looked at the girl, "I mean, what did you call him?" "I call him Sauron." The girl said, as she spoke, she touched Sauron's wings with her hand, but  Sauron buried his head under his wings shamelessly and curled up into a ball.  "Sauron." Jeanne muttered. She was stunned for a moment and whispered: "If I remember correctly, isn't your boyfriend also named Sauron? My dear Fleur, you actually named your pet  Your boyfriend's name." "Yes." Fleur said with a meaningful smile. She turned her head to look at Heilong on her shoulder and said softly, "I guess he won't have any objection." Heilong ignored her.  Angrily, he curled his tail under his wings, and thenHe lay motionless on her shoulder.  The girl didn't chat with Jeanne for long. After all, her main purpose today was to meet Madame Maxime. When Principal Dezhi was in the center of the camp, in the rather gorgeous-looking tent, she said goodbye to her friend and went straight to  tent.  At this time, the girl was a little nervous, which Sauron could notice even without mind reading. Lying on her shoulder, Sauron could clearly feel that her breathing was a little turbulent.  From Sauron's point of view, this is not surprising. Madame Maxime is not only the principal of Furong, but also the girl's mentor. She has always been highly regarded.  According to Fleur, the amount of effort Mrs. Maxim put into her was enough to make other students feel jealous. The reason why most people did not show obvious dissatisfaction was because the progress the girl had made was indeed worthy of the principal.  Cultivation is even better.  The girl has great respect for the principal who cultivated her. All along, she, known as the Princess of Beauxbatons, has been training herself hard, using her strength to dwarf her peers to win glory for the school and her principal.  Until she and Sauron both fell in love, she had never refused the training arranged by the principal for any reason, especially before such an important event as the Triwizard Tournament.  "Don't worry, my dear." Sauron comforted her thoughtfully, "She will understand you, not to mention I'm sure your current strength will not let her down." "I hope so." The girl hummed.  As she spoke, she didn't seem to appreciate it. She stood in front of the tent's curtain decorated with silver vines and tapped it lightly with her wand. A sound like a wind chime rang, and then a female voice came from inside the curtain: "Please  "Come in." The space in the tent is surprisingly large. When you enter the tent, you will find an office-like room with exquisite and gorgeous decoration. From an aesthetic point of view, even Dumbledore's principal's office at Hogwarts cannot compare to this one.  The keynote of the room is elegant lavender, and the walls are also painted with dark golden vine-like patterns. Under the illumination of the beautiful crystal lamp on the roof, it reflects a low luster. Combined with other exquisite appliances in the room, it looks a little different.  There is a low-key sense of luxury, and Sauron can feel the subtle magic fluctuations from those lines. It is obvious that these lines have a special function.  Opposite the door is a tall and wide mahogany table, and behind the table, a rather tall lady is sitting on a chair, looking at Furong quietly with a smile on her face.  "Oh, my dear Fleur." She smiled, with genuine joy and concern in her voice, "I am so happy to see you, my good girl." "Hello, Madame Maxime." Fleur  She said politely and affectionately, "I am also very happy to see you." Madame Maxime stood up and walked out from behind her desk. This time her tallness was even more obvious.  In his impression, only Hagrid was comparable in size to her, which convinced him of the news he had received before - Mrs. Maxim had the blood of a giant, just like Hagrid.  She walked up to Furong and kindly pulled the girl to sit on the sofa nearby. Then she snapped her fingers, and a coffee table with drinks and snacks appeared in front of the two of them.  "How is it, my good girl, did you have a good holiday?" Madame Maxime said happily, "You know, your little sisters complained about me a lot because of the training during the holiday." "The holiday was over.  It's not bad." Fleur said. She picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. The taste of tea, honey and light milk were mixed together. The pleasant fragrance made her hum in pleasure, and then she continued.  , "Although I have been worried about a certain annoying guy for a long time, fortunately the final result is not bad." "Oh." Mrs. Maxim smiled playfully, and she looked at the girl meaningfully, "I should say congratulations to you.  Well, girl. You know, I kept telling them that you were attending the training camp." Mrs. Maxim paused and asked, "Why, he didn't come with you?"  Even though Lun was slow to react, he still realized that something was wrong. Judging from the attitudes of Fleur and Madam Maxim after they met, Sauron felt a little surprised. After all, one was a student and the other was the principal, even if Maxim valued the girl.  , the relationship between the two of them also seemed too close.  And when Soran heard that Mrs. Maxim knew that the girl was dating him again and helped her hide it from her parents, Soran knew that the development of the matter had far exceeded his expectations.  Sure enough, before Sauron could react, the girl held him by the tail and put him in front of Mrs. Maxim. The girl smiled and said with a slightly contented tone: "He's here, but he's just showing up."  Because of some inexplicable worries, it had to be like this." Mrs. Maxim was surprised. She looked at the little black dragon held in the girl's hand and said in an exclamation tone: "It's really amazing.With superb skills, he is worthy of being the youngest demigod in the legend.  " Sauron couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the other party knew everything he should know. The only one who was kept in the dark at the moment was himself, so he simply lit a ball of black fire, then turned into a human form and stood beside Maxi.  In front of Mrs. Maxim and the girl. ¡°Hello, Mrs. Maxim, I am Soren Potter. Nice to meet you.  Sauron made a wizard salute and said respectfully. He looked at her, then at the girl who was smiling happily, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly: "It seems that she really has no reservations about you."  " "Haha, why, the little girl didn't tell you about my relationship with her.  "Mrs. Maxim said gently. Soran smiled bitterly and shook his head, which made the girl beside him smile even more happily. "I'll just say that your worries are unnecessary.  "The girl said proudly, "Although few people know it, this is absolutely true -" She took Mrs. Maxim's arm affectionately and said word by word, "Mrs. Maxim, she is  A close friend of my parents and godmother to me and my sister.  " uh, okay, this reality is really full of dog blood!
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