HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Blaise sat quietly in a booth in the teahouse for two hours, watching Derian leave with the roses, with a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

Although he could not hear their conversation due to the soundproofing charm, he could guess what Mrs. Parkinson said. After all, she loved to dress in flashy and gorgeous clothes, and her plain outfit today must have been prepared in advance.

Looking at Pansy who was suppressing her sadness downstairs, he got up and went downstairs. He quietly walked out of the back door of the teahouse and blended into the crowd around him.

A few minutes later he reappeared at another intersection, holding an ice cream in front of Pansy.

"It seems that there is a lady here who needs help?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded, but with a hint of frivolous tone.

When Pansy heard the voice, she knew who he was without even looking.

She covered her face and asked in a muffled voice, "Why are you here?"

Blaise raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled and replied: "Maybe it's to meet you?"

The wandering wanderer always speaks in a joking, lazy tone and careless words.

Pansy wiped her tears, looked up at him, rolled her eyes and said, "You are here for a date with Carlo."

Blaise sat next to her casually, gave her a piece of the ice cream in his hand, then sighed and said, "Hey, Pansy, you are my good friend since childhood? I was dumped two months ago and you didn't even know?"

Pansy looked at him confused and asked, "What? You broke up? Why?"

Blaise shook his head helplessly and said, "She likes Selwyn, a fourth-year student."

Pansy sneered, wiped the tears from her eyes and asked, "I didn't expect you would be dumped again?"

"Like Mavis always says, life is unpredictable and emotions are not first come first served. She doesn't like me anymore, so she dumped me. What's so strange about that?"

"You deserve it. You only know how to flirt with girls everywhere. You should have tasted the bitterness of love long ago!"

Blaise laughed twice, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the ice cream next to her, motioning her to eat it. Pansy nodded, took the ice cream and took a few bites.

"Do you like green grape flavor too?"

"I like lemon flavor, and grape flavor is what you like. You don't even remember this?"

"I don't remember, and why did you buy it if you don't like it?"

Blaise pretended to be sad and said, "You sit here, isn't it obvious why I bought it?"

His eyes were so clear that they seemed to speak. Ninety-nine percent of the girls would blush and feel their hearts beating fast if they met his eyes.

Although Pansy thought she was very pretty, she didn't feel any excitement. Maybe it was because they were too familiar with each other.

Bryce's eyes always looked affectionate, and she had gotten used to it. It could even be said that it had been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Whenever someone mentioned Bryce, the first thing she thought of was Bryce's upturned peach eyes and slightly raised mouth corners.

Pansy pouted in disdain and said, "Don't look at me so lovingly. I'm getting goose bumps."

Blaise chuckled twice and looked away, hiding a bit of bitterness, then smiled and said, "Why are you unhappy?"

Pansy poked the ice cream gently with the glass spoon in her hand. After a long while, she said, "Drian told me... that we broke up."

Even though she tried her best to hold back, tears still flowed out of her eyes. Blaise didn't say a word, but quietly moved to her side to block her figure, took out his wand and cast a soundproofing spell.

Pansy also subconsciously buried her face in his shoulder and burst into tears.

The two of them sat in the square until the afternoon, and Derian watched them stupidly in the dark the whole afternoon.

Watching Blaise take her away, Derian turned and murmured, "Zabini is indeed worthy of Parkinson..."

Bryce originally planned to take Pansy out for dinner, but Pansy was not in the mood to eat outside, so she invited Bryce to have dinner at her house.

Blaise naturally would not refuse. He nodded and used Floo powder with Pansy to return to Parkinson Manor.

As soon as the two walked out of the fireplace, they saw Mrs. Parkinson sitting on the sofa in the living room. She was dressed gorgeously, covered in jewels, and had a faint smile on her face.

At this moment, she was drinking tea leisurely, holding flowers in her hands and putting them into the vase with gentle and skillful movements.

It was as if the person who had just done something big in Diagon Alley was not her.

Although Blaise sighed in his heart that she was really a completely different person, he still smiled politely and said to her in a gentlemanly manner, "Good day, Mrs. Parkinson."

Pansy also looked at her and smiled and said, "Mom, my friend and I are back."

Although Mrs. Parkinson was surprised that she came back with Blaise, it did not prevent her from being satisfied with Zabini.

Then he smiled and said, "Come and sit over here. Why are you back so early? Didn't you say you would stay until after dinner?"

Pansy smiled and responded, "I suddenly didn't want to eat out, so I brought him home."

Mrs. Parkinson smiled and nodded and said, "You came at the right time. We can have dinner in a while. Does Bryce like our baked Brill fish fillet?"

Blaise said with a polite smile, "Yes ma'am, always."

Mrs. Parkinson was very satisfied with Brace. After all, he had been very smart since he was a child. He knew how to judge the situation and how to make people happy.

Whether in appearance, ability or family background, he is a perfect match for the Parkinson family.

However, to her regret, Pansy had never thought of having a relationship with Blaise.

So today, Xi took the initiative to bring Bryce home, which made Mrs. Parkinson very pleased and in an especially good mood.

Throughout the evening, the communication between them was extremely harmonious and the atmosphere was very cordial. Even the head of the Parkinson family was unusually happy.