Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Julius responded stiffly and politely, "Prefect Gemma, huh? Yes, thank you."

Amanta noticed that his British pronunciation was surprisingly good.

Could it be that... he is British?

Under the gaze of the entire auditorium, Julius maintained a slightly nervous smile, his eyes lowered as he stared at the dark table in front of him.

Blaise, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, did not give him a moment of peace. He blew a loud whistle at Julius, forcing Julius to raise his head in response.

"Hey! Where are you from?" Blaise asked.

Julius was stunned for a moment, then replied calmly, "Stuttgart, Germany."

"Stuttgart?"

Bryce narrowed his peach blossom eyes, his messy eyelashes drooping on his face, as if he was recalling something.

"Oh, I remember... Is it the place near the Black Forest? My mother used to go hunting there."

But Julius didn't seem to want to continue the conversation with Blaise. He nodded slightly, said "hmm", and moved his eyes back to the empty cup in front of him.

Blaise, however, seemed not to notice Julius' refusal at all.

"I don't think you look like someone from there. Yes, that's right. I heard that the wizard villages nearby are all barbaric primitive people. You don't look like that... do you?"

Bryce's peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling, and he spoke the tentative words in a light tone, which lacked a lot of shrewdness.

Amanta looked at Brace across from her for a moment.

Bryce obviously inherited his mother's beauty. After not seeing him for a summer vacation, he has grown into a handsome boy. Only in the third grade, he can stand out in the crowd with just his facial features.

But perhaps because of his frivolous character and the fact that he always made mistakes in doing things, many young ladies from pure-blood families believed that he was an unreliable dandy.

Perhaps because of this, his popularity is much lower than Draco's.

But Amanta always felt that Bryce was not as simple-minded as he appeared.

Just like now...

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Blaise was testing the transfer student's background.

But Amanta didn't know where Bryce's inexplicable suspicion came from.

Julius did not directly answer Blaise's question. He just raised his eyes very quickly, glanced at Blaise, then turned his head slightly and said coldly: "Those are just rumors. The wizard villages near the Black Forest merged with outside forces decades ago at the call of Grindelwald."

"Oh? So, are you from one of these wizard tribes?"

Blaise asked persistently.

Julius raised his eyes and asked very bluntly: "Excuse me, Slytherin classmate, do you have any opinion about me?"

Astoria, Draco and Harry in front of Amanta had already turned their heads and leaned over to look at the fight between the two, especially Harry who was sitting the farthest away - the three people in front of him blocked his view, and he was getting anxious.

"No, I'm just curious about the background of you, the new Slytherin."

Brace replied indifferently, smacking his lips at the same time.

A trace of angry blush flashed across Julius's thin, pale face. "If I can enter Slytherin, there is no need to question my origin. Are you questioning the house rules set by Salazar himself, or are you questioning Durmstrang's admissions system?"