Chapter 370 Farewell

"You're going to Beauxbatons?" Hermione said loudly, "You didn't tell me."

"Don't get excited, Hermione." Fan Lin looked at Hermione cautiously, "I just received the news today, Dumbledore's decision."

"What are you going to do?" Hermione said, "You know, Hogwarts has never sent any exchange students, there is no such system at all, why would Dumbledore suddenly send you there?"

"I have a physical problem, Nicolas Flamel wants to see me." Fan Lin said, this is the excuse he and Dumbledore had discussed in advance.

"Nicolas Flamel?" Ron said, "This name sounds very familiar, let me think..."

Everyone looked at Ron in silence.

See, this is what it looks like to go out without thinking. Fan Lin feels that he should take this as a warning and think about Ron before going out every day.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with doing this. This is called using people as a mirror and correcting one's behavior.

"Ah, I remember." Ron suddenly shouted, "It's the wizard who lived for more than 600 years. How could he live so long?"

Ron looked a little puzzled. He didn't quite understand why.

"It's the Philosopher's Stone, Ron." Harry said helplessly. He reacted very early. It seemed that Peter Pettigrew had completely taken away Ron's brain with the Imperius Curse.

"The one we had a hard time protecting in the first year."

"I know, I know." Ron muttered, "Don't look at me like that. It feels bad."

"If you use your brain before you speak, we won't look at you like that. You can obviously think of it, Ron. But why do you have to speak first?"

Hermione looked so disappointed that Fanlin felt that Hermione even wanted to strangle Ron to death.

"Okay, I know, you can't..."

"What can't I do?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I'm doing this for your own good. If Mrs. Weasley knew you were like this at school, she would definitely feel terrible."

Listening to the familiar scolding, Fanlin regained the feeling of being together with a few people.

Since Ron was influenced by his damn rat, Fanlin hasn't been with Ron like this for a long time, and then listened to Hermione's righteous words to teach Ron a lesson.

When Hermione taught Ron a lesson, it was like Mrs. Weasley, the Mrs. Weasley in her memory.

If Ron didn't lack maternal love, or didn't have a tendency to be masochistic, then Fanlin was sure that Ron would never think about Hermione.

Well, Fanlin was just thinking about it, he wouldn't give the girl to anyone. But speaking of it, it seems that he hasn't asked Hermione to be his girlfriend yet.

Fanlin raised his head, Hermione was still teaching Ron a lesson, and Harry was responsible for gloating on the side.

"Or, wait a little longer?" Fanlin thought. It was obviously not a good opportunity at the moment. He had not figured out Hermione's mind yet, but Fanlin was sure that she could not escape from liking her.

Well, that's it!

Idiot men in love, that's probably what it means.

It seemed that she had taught Ron enough lessons, and Hermione also lost interest in comparing with Ron. Every time she taught Ron a lesson, Hermione always felt that "Li Chunmei is hopeless."

Compared with this kind of thing, Hermione cares more about Fanlin's behavior.

After all, Fanlin is about to go to Beauxbatons to spend the remaining months alone, and the next time he sees her will basically be during the summer vacation, but it seems that this is not a very sure thing.

"When are you leaving?" Hermione asked, and she calmed down. This behavior of teaching Ron a lesson successfully let Hermione vent the inexplicable mood in her heart.

"It should be early tomorrow morning." Fan Lin said, "Dumbledore will take me there, so you don't have to come and see me off. I should take the Flying Furnace Net."

"I heard that the Flying Furnace Net is not pleasant, just like the surrounding air constantly squeezing your body, you should be prepared in advance." Hermione said, she thought for a while.

"Also, what about your luggage, check it in?" Hermione asked, "Also, you don't know French at all, what will you do there, communication is a problem, is there anyone to accompany you?"

"What is check-in?" Ron suddenly interrupted, he didn't quite understand what Hermione was saying.

"A mode of transportation, usually only available by plane." Harry explained in a low voice, "The mode of transportation in the Muggle world, the plane, is the kind of iron lump flying in the sky."

"It's okay, Hermione, everything can be handled by magic," said Fanlin, "and English is the universal language, I don't worry about the communication problem."

"No, it's different, Fanlin." Hermione said, "My aunt's home is in France, the French prefer to speak their native language, and few French people speak English on French soil."

"Don't worry, Hermione." Fanlin said, "I think they will treat me well, after all, as an exchange student, I am a formal visitor, they will definitely treat me politely. And Dumbledore will go with me, I think I should spend more time with Dumbledore or Nicolas Flamel, after all, I used to solve physical problems."

"Then you should pay more attention," Hermione said, "Nicholas Flamel is a great alchemist, and alchemists generally have very strange tempers. I don't..."

"Okay, Hermione." Fanlin said, he stretched out a hand and placed it on the girl's head.

"I'm just going to stay for a while. I'll come back to Hogwarts no matter what. I promise you that." Fanlin said gently. His hand gently stroked Hermione's head, as if he wanted to help the girl smooth down her fluffy brown hair.

Hermione blushed. Her worries were really unnecessary. Fanlin followed Dumbledore to Beauxbatons. She didn't need to worry about anything about this matter.

"Speaking of this, Fanlin, you should be back next semester, right?" Ron asked.

"It should be like this." Fanlin nodded. According to Dumbledore's arrangement, he will spend the rest of his third year in Beauxbatons.

"Actually, my father invited you to visit the Quidditch World Cup this summer. This is a rare event." Ron said excitedly. As long as they talked about Quidditch, Ron and Harry seemed to have endless topics to talk about.

"Quidditch World Cup?" Fanlin asked. He usually paid little attention to these things. He didn't like flying in the sky on a broom. Since he mastered the magic, Fanlin was even more so.

He could fly into the sky by himself, and his speed was not much slower than those flying brooms. This made Fanlin's interest in Quidditch drop again.

Of course, if he was in a hurry, considering the consumption of magic, the flying broom seemed to be a good choice.

But Fanlin wanted a flying carpet more, so that he could lie down comfortably. Compared with sitting on a wooden stick, the flying carpet was so comfortable that he didn't know how many times, but it was slower in speed.

Fanlin remembered that there was a flying carpet with good magic fluctuations in the Room of Requirement. Apart from that, Fanlin had never seen this thing anywhere else. At least in the UK.

Fanlin still didn't understand why the Ministry of Magic banned flying carpets, but this was not something he could decide. Maybe he could use it privately.

The traces of the Ministry of Magic have been completely removed with the two baptisms, which means that Fanlin is not under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic at all. As long as he is careful, everything will be fine.

"Quidditch World Cup?" Hermione said, "The Quidditch World Cup is not held every four years."

"Yes, this year is the opening time of the World Cup. When we go on vacation, the Quidditch World Cup will almost reach the finals."

"That's really a coincidence. Which team do you prefer?"

"You know?" Ron said, as if he had found a very powerful topic.

"Of course it's the Bulgarian team. They have the best catcher in the world, just like Harry." Ron shouted, "But Harry is the best in Hogwarts."

"You mean Viktor Krum?" Fanlin said, he suddenly remembered, the Quidditch World Cup, the Death Eaters appeared, released the Dark Mark, and Krum, the damned bastard actually wanted to snatch Hermione from him.

"Yes, that's him." Ron said excitedly. "Do you also think highly of the Bulgarian team?"

"No, not really." Fan Lin said, I think highly of the Irish team, I don't think the Bulgarian team can win.

"That's right." Ron said, "After all, the Irish team is the representative team of the United Kingdom, and we should support them in theory."

"This summer?" Harry asked, he was looking forward to it, Quidditch is his favorite sport, especially after he got the rocket crossbow, it seems that he can't be an Auror in the future, and it is also a good choice to concentrate on playing Quidditch.

"I agree." Hermione said, she looked at Fan Lin, although Hermione was not interested in Quidditch.

"Then it's settled." Fan Lin nodded, "Then we will meet at that time, I will go to Harry and Hermione in advance, if I guess correctly, Sirius should also invite us."

"Then contact us then." Ron nodded, Sirius has restored his identity, and it is natural that Harry will follow Sirius.

"You need to write to me and call me." Hermione said, the girl was still not completely relieved.

"Of course." Fanlin nodded. Last time, he didn't contact Hermione for a whole holiday. After he came back, Hermione almost executed him on the spot. He would not make the same mistake again, except for food.

"Very good." Hermione nodded. She looked a little unnatural, and Fanlin's hand was still on her head.

Harry didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"I will be back, believe me." (To be continued)