Chapter 614
Natalia and Furong
Chapter 614 Natalia and Furong
Fleur Delacour was speaking to Cedric.
In fact, she hoped that Cedric would take the initiative to invite her, so she deliberately exuded the charm of her Veela bloodline.
Unexpectedly, after trying for a long time, although Cedric was very nice, he still did not invite her to be his dance partner as she wished. Instead, a freckled boy rushed over rashly.
The air froze for a second. Furong's eyes slowly swept over Ron, from his protruding ears to the hem of his greasy school robe. Then the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. Without saying a word, she walked away with her head held high, as if there was an annoying sea cucumber in front of her.
Ron froze in place, his ears buzzing, unable to believe how he could do such an impulsive thing.
There was a buzz of voices all around him, and he didn't dare look at other people's eyes. When his brain finally reacted, he turned abruptly, stumbled out of the hallway, and ran all the way back to the Gryffindor common room.
……
Wade stood outside the hallway and watched Ron whizz by like the wind, not noticing who was next to him until he disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
He paused at the door for a moment, waiting for the sound of discussion in the hall to fade inside. Then Wade crossed the hall and walked into the auditorium. He glanced at the bustling crowd and felt a little nervous.
There were many empty seats at the Ravenclaw table. Wade found a place to sit down. Just as he picked up the fork, he noticed a vague gaze from the other end of the table.
Fleur Delacour was standing with several girls from Beauxbatons. Even though she had failed in the first event, everyone understood that she was eliminated not because of her lack of ability, but because she met the unreasonable Vider Grey.
So now Fleur is still the apple of Madame Maxime's eye and the center of Beauxbatons students.
However, Clementine, the girl who got lucky in the end, was ostracized by some of her classmates, as if her qualification to participate in the competition was stolen.
Of course, Furong herself would not easily forget that scene. When she saw Wade, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes stayed on Wade for a few seconds, and a thoughtful arc appeared at the corner of her lips, as if she was weighing some possibilities.
She walked towards Wade, her tall figure swaying slightly, her long neck, her chin slightly raised, like a proud and beautiful swan, her long silver hair rippled like water with her steps.
In the auditorium, more than half of the boys simply couldn't take their eyes off Furong. As she walked, the voices around her unconsciously lowered, and many pairs of eyes looked at her expectantly and eagerly.
"Oh my God!" Daphne's fork was suspended in the air at the Slytherin table. "Is she going to invite Wade?"
"Impossible!" Blaise said firmly, "Have you forgotten how miserable she was when Vader knocked her unconscious? Even if you forget, she will never forget it!"
Pansy snorted. "I bet you a Galleon that she's going to pour pumpkin juice on his head!"
Another girl looked at Fleur's perfect face and figure with envy and said, "Or to be more direct, she'll give Gray a hard slap in the face."
There was silence at the long table for a moment.
Then, Gao Er said with great envy: "...There is such a good thing?"
Girls: “…”
While everyone was talking, a tall figure suddenly came across and stood between Wade and Furong.
Furong paused slightly and glanced at the figure in front of her with an unfriendly look, but Natalia didn't even look at her, and didn't seem to notice the subtle atmosphere in the air. Instead, she smiled brightly.
"Vide Grey!" Natalia said in a clear voice, "You haven't found a dance partner yet, have you?" When she spoke English, her accent had a unique wavy tone, as if she was reciting poetry.
Wade smiled, glanced over her shoulder at Fleur who was frozen in place, and said, "No."
He naturally wouldn't sit and wait for the girl to take the initiative, so he stood up and bowed slightly: "Perhaps I can invite you to dance with me?"
"Okay, it's settled!"
Natalia snapped her fingers cheerfully. Not only did she agree, she also sat down next to Wade.
Furong curled her lips, returned to her classmates with a cold face, and said a few words in French at a rapid speed.
Some students secretly looked at Vader and Natalia, trying to guess the relationship between them. But when they saw them sitting together, they just ate their own meals. After looking at them for a while, they turned their gazes away in boredom.
Natalia was cutting steak when she suddenly asked in a low voice, "Are you surprised that I made you lose the chance to dance with the most beautiful girl?"
Wade took a sip of the juice and said in a leisurely tone: "I can only thank you - for preventing me from standing alone on the stage like a fool."
Natalia burst out laughing.
She blinked and said, "As a warrior, how could you lack a dance partner? But I did stand out on purpose. Guess why?"
"I think..." Wade glanced at Fleur from a distance and said, "She probably wants me to die like Ron, as revenge for my defeating her."
Natalia laughed again, with a sly look in her eyes: "It seems that even if I don't show up, you won't be easily fooled."
"No, luckily you showed up in time." Wade said frankly, "Because I don't know if I can keep a clear mind when she exerts her bloodline charm with all her strength."
Natalia didn't believe this at all, but Vader's words did make her feel better.
As dinner was coming to an end, Natalia suddenly leaned forward, tilted her head and asked with a smile: "One last question - you eliminated my partner Olga, guess why I still helped you?"
As she spoke, the smile on her lips deepened a little, and her meaningful eyes wandered over Wade's face, as if trying to capture every subtle change in his expression.
Wade put down his napkin slowly and said calmly, "Of course it's because you are kind and helpful."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Natalia suddenly burst into a crisp laugh, attracting many people's attention, but she didn't care and just waved her hand casually.
"Okay... let's just leave it at that..."
Natalia put down the cutlery and stood up, then suddenly leaned forward, a strand of golden hair falling on Vader's shoulder.
"My dress robe is a dark blue skirt with silver-grey lace." She smiled and said, "I hope it won't conflict with your style of dress when the time comes."
(End of this chapter)