[HP] Marriage relationship

Before disembarking, everyone came to the deck, including Karkaroff who was the last to come out of the room. In addition to Durmstrang's uniform scarlet robes, they also put on their respective thick cloaks, and half of their faces were sunken. In the fur of the cloak, the hood was also put on by the way.

After the last leap, Alan raised his head and saw the huge Hogwarts castle through the thin water surface, like a colossus dormant in the dark, and the countless and lively breaths.

"Is it all here? Put on the cloak, we're going out of the water." Karkaroff strode over, and he put on a new robe, with a silvery watery texture, much like his hair , "Victor, are you okay?"

"It's okay." After Krum finished speaking, he couldn't help sneezing, his nose was red, and there was something funny on that handsome face.

"You have a cold?" Karkaroff asked concerned, "What's the matter, you were fine before boarding the boat."

"A little bit, probably in the British environment..." Krum rubbed his nose, exchanged a glance with Alan beside him, and then quickly looked away. It couldn't be said that it was because the protective cover was torn before, and the seawater that was thrown in cold.

So this pot can only be thrown to the British weather.

Karkaroff has always been convinced of Krum's words. He nodded and said, "The weather in England is always cold, especially this month. It always rains. Well, now, everyone retreat—"

Karkaroff waved his wand, and everyone, including the wizards who were waiting eagerly on the shore, heard the sound of splashing water, and the hull was fully above the water and shaking.

With a splash, an iron anchor was thrown into the water, and then, with a few snaps, planks appeared one by one, and they were built along the shore all the way to the shore.

A boy stepped forward and reported the number of students to Alan. Except for the crew, there were 15 students in total. Everyone followed Karkaroff and disembarked one by one. Then, before appearing in the sight of the wizards on the shore, Alan took a wrong step and took the Krum pushed forward.

Krum has always been in charge of Durmstrang's external communication, because Alan is not used to a crowded environment, and the students behind him still follow quietly without knowing what's going on.

When Alan kept silent and deliberately lowered his sense of presence, almost no one could notice him. His fingers trembled slightly, and the only ring on his left middle finger shook. It felt its owner.

Alan looked up, there were too many people, and there were more wizards walking towards the shore. He was almost dizzy amidst the crowds, so he could only purse his lips and look at Karkaroff and Hogwarts. Headmaster Dumbledore exchanged greetings.

"...It's so good to be here, it's so good...Victor, come here and warm up, this weather..." Karkaroff laughed loudly, the goatee on his chin curled up Shaking in the air, he pulled Krum over, and said in a proud and showing off tone: "Old man, don't you mind, Viktor has a bit of a cold..."

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"They're all about the size of Crabbe and Goyle." Draco stood at the front of the Slytherins. Thankfully, they were fairly well-disciplined, but Gryffindor somehow squeezed in, Their whispering voices also came into Slytherin's mouth very clearly, "Like a bear, it looks really fierce, or the wizards of Beauxbatons are more pleasing to the eye."

Draco pursed his lips in displeasure. He looked around, but those people were right. The wizards of Durmstrang seemed too strong, but he soon discovered that they The taller figures were due to the long woven cloaks they wore. The overly wide long cloaks with fur piping made them two bigger than they were.

"It's Krum! Viktor Krum! For God's sake—" Pansy's scream cut off everything else. "Can I ask him for an autograph?"

"Just a Quidditch player—" Blaise said.

"What are you talking about—Draco! Say—" Pansy screamed, but Draco didn't respond. "He's one of the best Seekers in the world! I didn't expect that." He's still a student! So handsome ahhhhhh!"

Blaise rolled his eyes, raised his hands to cover his ears to isolate Pansy's magic voice, and said weakly: "Pansy, don't get excited, Draco, look-beauty!"

He followed Draco's gaze in a certain direction, then opened his mouth unimportantly, looking utterly surprised.

Draco's response was to simply give Blaise a gag and shut off his eyesight so he wouldn't look at Alan with covetous eyes.

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The 'beauty' that Blaise called was standing at the door of the Hogwarts hall with his friends, carefully watching the scene inside.

The halls of Hogwarts are brightly lit, countless candles are floating in the air, and there are strange ghosts floating around, shouting happily in the air, everything looks better than the serious and desolate Durmstrang.

And while they were waiting, all the wizards of Hogwarts had already sat down. They had seen the introduction of Hogwarts before they came, and knew that there were four colleges here, so it is not surprising now that the hall There are four long tables in the room, just looking at where to sit down.

It is not easy to find a long table with enough space, because there are so many wizards in each academy, not to mention the ghosts who insist on occupying a place.

Beauxbaton had already sat down at one of the long tables with a lot of girls wearing blue ties. Alan saw that Audrey was fiddling with the ribbons on her chest, trying to make them fluffy. The curly blond hair was loosely tied into a three-strand braid, hanging softly on her chest.

"Where are we going?" Krum said.

Except for Ravenclaw who has already sat on Beauxbaton, there is also the noisy Gryffindor, and the quiet but outnumbered Hufflepuff.

Alan scanned the four long tables and matched them with the logos of the four colleges he remembered. His eyes paused somewhere, and he said decisively, "Go to Slytherin."

"I think Gryffindor is also good." Krum said, he saw Hermione sitting among a group of young wizards wearing gold and red ties, and waved happily in that direction, but when he turned his eyes, he saw Audrey was gorgeous and outstanding at the Ravenclaw table next to Slytherin.

Alan looked at the group of Gryffindors who boiled like boiling water when Krum greeted him, frowned almost invisible, and said lightly: "The group of witches who asked you to sign them with lipstick just now Are you going to meet the fans in Gryffindor, Victor."

"Hahahahahaha", Lu Zuo laughed loudly behind them, and pointed to the Slytherin side with his chin, "I listened to Alan, there are many beauties over there."

"I like their logo," said a witch with a ponytail, "hiss—"

Krum shrugged. To be honest, he also prefers Slytherin whose painting style is similar to theirs. Before walking towards Slytherin, he didn't forget to turn around and ask, "Apresh, the snake you raised brought No?"

Apresh flicked his ponytail, gritted his teeth and said, "Lü Cuo caused them to be confiscated by the principal."

When Alan and the others walked towards Slytherin, the other students hissed loudly, with the Slytherins pretending to smile in front of them, they stood up and squeezed, and soon enough seats were vacated.

Draco kicked away Goyle next to him, and a two-person seat was immediately vacated here. He stood up and raised his chin proudly.

"Guests from afar, Slytherin sends greetings to you."

"If you don't mind, we want to sit here again." Krum said, when he had a stern face, it was a bit intimidating, but facing Alan's fiancé in fable, he still smiled, with a serious and upright face It caused a commotion among the witches in Slytherin.

"Our honor." Draco stepped back and let the wizards from Durmstrang take their seats. During the whole process, he didn't even look at Alan, as if he didn't notice him at all.

Krum thought that since Draco was Alan's fiancé, the two of them must want to be together, and just wanted to sit on the other side to let Alan go to Draco's side, who knew that the blond wizard who had been quietly behind him Stretching out his hand, he took off his long cloak and put it on the back of another seat. After sitting down, he glanced at him expressionlessly.

Krum: ...

With so many people watching, he couldn't ask Alan why he didn't sit next to his fiancé, but gave him the seat instead, so he sat down with Draco's increasingly gentle smile, and squeezed his face squarely on the floor. Between Alan and Draco.

Draco looked very satisfied, enjoying the whole Slytherin—no, the whole auditorium, especially Gryffindor's envious and jealous eyes, and it felt like his soul was going to fly.

Draco, who was staring enviously at the entire auditorium, had no pressure, chatting and laughing happily with Krum.

Foreign communication has always belonged to Krum, and his English is much better than that of Alan.But today he always feels weird, this is his friend's fiancé in front of him, logically speaking, the two should get along better.

Of course, he had also found Malfoy to be very knowledgeable, well-spoken, and funny, and they had exchanged Christian names and contact information almost immediately.

But more importantly, his best friend is by his side.

This made Krum always feel that he had become a large light bulb with several kilowatts, shining brightly between the two of them.

However, Alan didn't feel anything wrong at all. Like other foreign wizards from Germany and France, he looked with interest at the polished glass on the long table, the snake-shaped candlestick, and the black sky above his head with twinkling stars .

"Did you use transparent glass?" Lu Zuo, who was sitting opposite Alan, asked. His English level was as poor as Alan's. To avoid making jokes, he used German.

Alan looked up and was about to speak when a pleasant male voice came from the other side and answered for him.

"Obviously not, this is the effect of magic." The brown-haired boy with wheat-colored skin smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat and white teeth, the eyes that were slightly raised at the end of the eyes glowed with water, and his voice carried a smile , "Today is a cloudy day, and there is not a single star outside, don't you think so?"

The last sentence looked at Alan.

Alan didn't pay attention to the seductive little hooks in those eyes at all, just nodded silently, silently looking at the pattern on the tablecloth in front of him, the obsidian on his left ear glowed softly under the lamp, making his whole body People look remarkably harmless.

Except for Durmstrang's students and Draco, who knew a little bit, no one knew that he was the chief of Durmstrang, and even Blaise only regarded him as a sex-hunting object.

Seeing that he had caught up with the conversation, Blaise's eyes lit up, and he was about to ask Alan's name again and again, but Draco, who had been talking to Krum, looked over at some point.

"Brace—Zabini."

Blaise fully heard the undisguised threat in Draco's voice, and tried to look at Draco with a relaxed face, "What's the matter."

"It's okay." Draco smiled softly, as if he wasn't the one who tried to look at Blaise just now, and said softly and harmlessly, "I just want to introduce you to Viktor."

"Haha," Blaise laughed dryly, "I have something to introduce."

Seeing Alan looking over with great interest, Draco winked at him, and smiled at Blaise: "After all, he is the most knowledgeable wizard in Slytherin, so why not introduce him well—"

The tone of the word "most" is deliberately emphasized.

At this time, all the professors, including the principals of the two schools, lined up to take their seats. When Karkaroff walked in, Durmstrang's students raised their heads, and Beauxbaton's female principal— When Mrs. Maxim came in, Beauxbaton's wizards, including Audrey, all stood up suddenly. Some Hogwarts students laughed, and Beauxbaton's wizards were a little embarrassed. But they still sat down after the headmaster took his seat.

"The French have so many rules," Blaise's laughing voice sounded again, but this time it felt closer than last time, almost right next to his ear.

Alan turned his head, only to realize that Blaise had changed places with the person next to him at some point, and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Clearly no sense of time.

Alan couldn't understand why Blaise was so enthusiastic. He was not used to being so close to strangers, but this was someone else's territory, so he leaned slightly towards Krum.

Blaise didn't notice Alan's indifference at all. He smiled and narrowed the distance between the two of them, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "I have always disliked the French. Their education for ladies and gentlemen is really too much. There is a sense of restraint, and Germany is relatively free to cultivate people like you..."

Alan really didn't know how to answer this sentence, because he was a Frenchman himself, and he was one of those French wizards who were educated by ladies and gentlemen in Blaise's mouth.

However, he didn't respond to Blaise's so-called 'unaccustomed', but Blaise's getting closer and closer made him unable to bear it and slapped Krum again.

"Alan, are you uncomfortable?" Krum asked with concern when he saw Alan move towards him.

Hearing this, Draco also raised his head, looked this way, and found Blaise and his crooked posture at a glance.

Alan shook his head, still far away from Blaise.After all, he and Krum are both 17 years old, and they are both taller, with long hands and feet, and it looks extremely uncomfortable to be squeezed together.

"Brace, I think you need etiquette re-education." Draco still smiled, but somehow there was a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Obviously, you are not so impressed with social distance. Then I will help you contact Matthew How is the lady?"

"Oh, please don't! Dear Draco," Blaise immediately sat up straight and said with a pure face, "I'm just curious about the German guests."

"Curious enough to stick it on the guests." Draco sneered.

The auditorium is still messy, but notice that there are not as many wizards here as at the beginning. Draco, who has satisfied his desire to talk with Krum and got a lot of autographs, is satisfied, and Blaise, who is unrepentant. He said, "How about changing places with me?"

He used a negotiating tone, but obviously there was no room for negotiation on this matter.

Blaise tried to struggle for himself, "Mr. Krum."

Alan, who had been sitting quietly on the side, glanced at Krum lightly from an angle that no one could see.

Krum, who received the friend signal, understood it for a second, nodded to Blaise, and smiled in poor English: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Zabini."

After Krum said that, Blaise had no choice but to stand up disheveledly and exchange seats with Draco. In this way, the positions of the four became Draco-Alan-Krum-Brace.

Ron, who had been paying attention to this side, said sharply: "Look, Malfoy pissed off Krum, I bet Krum saw right away what he was..."

Hermione spread her hands and said helplessly, "Don't always look like you know Krum very well, Ron, things are not always what you think." At least from her point of view, Malfoy just wanted to get along with that one. The blond wizards were just sitting together.

"But I know Malfoy well," said Ron, and then felt that the sentence was a bit ambiguous, and added, "I mean I know him better."

"You better stop explaining, Ron." Harry rolled his eyes.

Alan sat back almost the second Draco sat beside him. Not only that, he even rubbed against Draco, silently watching the little snake swimming around on the tablecloth, but after a while he still Can't help but ask Draco, "Who is Ms. Matthew?"

At the same time, Krum, who was also curious, asked Blaise, "Who is Ms. Matthew?"

Draco and Blaise twitched their mouths at the same time, their expressions cracked for a second.

Blaise recalled the fear of being dominated by Ms. Matthew's etiquette class.

Draco did not expect at all that the first words he and Alan met were not greetings or love, but this was actually this.

Seeing that Alan's eyes became more and more curious, Draco took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Alan, don't you ask me how I am doing recently?"

"Don't ask." Alan shook his head and answered honestly. He didn't understand the so-called normal people's greetings, so he just asked when he had any questions.

"... Ms. Matthew is my etiquette teacher," Draco said, curling his lips.

This old witch from Spain is strict and demanding. She not only undertook the etiquette education of most aristocratic heirs in the British wizarding world, but also undertook everyone's childhood nightmare.

Not only does she have strict requirements, but she even has after-sales service. If the heirs of the nobles who have studied with her fail to pass the etiquette, they will be re-educated for free, and it will be stricter than the first time.

The first thing Draco did after graduation was to delete all Matthew's contact information in the manor. He never wanted to see that wrinkled old lady again in his life.

"I'm the only student under her who graduated with full honors and never retaken a single course." Draco added proudly, looking at Alan with anticipation from the corner of his eyes.

"Oh." Alan nodded expressionlessly, showing no sign of envy or praise.

"You better stop talking." Draco turned around and decided not to talk to Alan.

"But answering is a basic courtesy." Alan looked at the back of Draco's head seriously, and his tone was very indifferent and even a little puzzled, as if he was asking, "Aren't you a graduate with a full honors? Why don't you even know this basic common sense?" .

"...You are right." Draco turned his head and sighed, completely defeated by Alan.

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