Chapter 412: I Can’t Think of a Name, Feel Free to Call It Whatever You Want!

"Sister, where did Fan Lin go?" Gabrielle asked. Apart from the foggy courtyard and the frozen Beauxbatons boys, Fleur couldn't find Fan Lin at all. It was as if Fan Lin really It's like disappearing into thin air.

"Who knows where he went." Fleur said. Her worries seemed completely unnecessary. She did not expect that this little boy from Hogwarts would force such a group of people to do this.

Look at the cold and blue faces, the ladies in the school doctor's office must have scolded them.

However, Furong really couldn't figure out where Fan Lin had gone. She saw Fan Lin's figure flashing behind the wall. The mist was obviously used to cover up his figure, and someone had already seen it. No, Fanlin wasn't there at all.

The ice fog that was originally released gradually dispersed as the temperature rose.

Fan Lin was squatting on the wall. He wanted to wait for Furong to leave here before following her. However, the fog was about to completely dissipate, and Furong still had no intention of leaving. Instead, she was looking around curiously, which made Fan Lin feel a little anxious.

He just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. It would be bad to be noticed by others, but...

Well, Fanlin decided to go over, he needed to find his own rest room.

Fan Lin jumped down from the wall in one leap, and carefully hurried towards Furong through the ice mist that had begun to dissipate.

During this period, the Beauxbatons students gradually got up from the ground, and lying here all the time didn't seem to be the case.

No one noticed a white kitten passing by them. In fact, they were quite unwilling to be made so embarrassed by Fan Lin.

The Norwegian Ridgeback condensed by the spring water did not cause any substantial damage at all except causing him to fall to the ground in a panic. However, a few unlucky ones fainted, and the dragon tail covered by the ice shell swept to their heads. However, after the spring water was so After watering and freezing, most of them got up from the ground with blue faces.

There must have been quite a few colds the next day, but Fan Lin didn't feel any guilt at all.

Just kidding, you’ve been beaten, so why should you sympathize?

Fan Lin buried his head and walked through the crowd. The ice on the ground had not yet melted. Fan Lin saw an unlucky guy who had been knocked unconscious. With the help of others, he got up from the ground. Of course, his clothes were not torn or anything. There's a solution, of course you can also choose to carry a large piece of ice on your back, if it's not too heavy for you.

The best thing to do is to get to Furong as soon as possible.

Fan Lin lightly jumped up a few steps, and he swept Furong's calf with his tail, but Furong didn't pay attention to Fan Lin's intention.

Does this make Fan Lin so anxious that he is asked to go over and act cute, and then attract Furong's attention?

Well, this is indeed feasible. As long as Fleur doesn't hate cats, with his current appearance, it can still be done, but...

I really can't do this. I act coquettishly and act cute. Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed.

Well, there is nothing we can do about it. Everyone’s attention is on the further development of the matter, and they have no intention of paying attention to a kitten...

Fan Lin pushed his head against Furong's trouser legs, and then let out two soft calls.

Fan Lin always feels that there is something wrong with his change of form. This cat is called Luan Nuo Nuo. It is basically a little female cat...

Maybe it was because the cat's meowing voice was too quiet, or maybe because Furong was more focused, but Fanlin didn't succeed in attracting Furong's attention.

But this one piqued Gabrielle's interest.

The little angel himself was not tall, so it was naturally easier to notice Fan Lin standing next to Furong's legs.

To be precise, it was the kitten next to Fleur's leg.

It seemed that Fan Lin's appearance touched Gabriel's... point...

Well, Fan Lin felt that he was suddenly lifted up by an irresistible force, starting from the chest and abdomen...

Fan Lin froze. He wanted to show his most ferocious side and fight back, okay... this is bragging.

Fan Lin didn't even turn his head, and then his body was held in a soft arm.

A faint milky scent reached Fan Lin's nose, which was very different from the smell of Hermione.

Hermione's body smelled better, but it wasn't bad. Fan Lin's brain went blank for a short time anyway.

Gabriel's face magnified infinitely in front of him, and the soft and pleasant French reached Fan Lin's ears.

However, the language barrier was still a big problem. At least Fanlin couldn't understand what Gabrielle was talking about.

In fact, his face turned red and he didn't even have the brains to guess what Gabrielle said. He didn't dare to move in Gabrielle's arms now.

"Where did you get the cat?" Fleur asked. When she looked back at Gabrielle, she realized that a kitten had appeared in her sister's arms.

"It was at your feet just now," Gabrielle looked excited. "I have never seen this kitten in Beauxbatons before. Whose new pet is it?"

"Never seen it before?" Fleur asked. She bent down and looked carefully at the kitten in Gabrielle's arms.

"It's quite beautiful." Fleur said, "We can ask tonight, maybe the girl raised her. You know, those boys can't take care of these things..."

Fanlin was a little confused about what the two sisters were talking about, but he didn't want to be watched like this forever. Being in Gabri's arms always made him feel very...

Shy? It seems a little!

Fanlin stretched out a claw, he wanted to break free from the girl's arms, but it was obviously impossible.

He had to stretch out his claws to scratch Furong's hair, and then meowed twice.

Furong had never seen a cat with such a rich expression. What the hell was this humanized action and helplessness.

"Gabriel, you mean, this cat was standing at my feet before?" Furong wondered, she wanted to touch Fanlin's cat head with her hand, but Fanlin pushed her hand away with a claw.

"Yes, it was standing next to you, coming from over there." Gabriel said, she pointed to the white mist not far away.

"Come from over there?" Furong wondered, she stared at Fanlin for two seconds, Fanlin felt even more helpless, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the cat's language system was really not enough to support him to speak human language.

Maybe it would be more convenient to become a parrot or a starling, at least he could communicate with people.

"Fanlin. Ai'er?" Furong was suspicious. She always felt that this cat's behavior was not like a normal cat.

It was not a serious dog at first glance...

It is said that every cat's dream is to have a dog of its own. I don't know...

Well, I digress.

Fanlin nodded helplessly. With his size, he was really cute.

He meowed twice, as if complaining to Furong why she had only discovered his identity now.

(He is indeed not a serious cat!)

This time it was Furong's turn to be surprised again. She really couldn't think of anything that Fanlin couldn't do. She didn't believe that Fanlin didn't master the more common magic.

And from the combat performance, most of the magic that Fanlin mastered had never appeared before. Anyway, Furong had never seen any wizard casting magic by throwing runes out. This was very contrary to common sense, but the effect was surprisingly good.

Furong felt that if he was by the water, the power of Fanlin's magic would rise several levels. After all, the more water he could control, it seemed to be a good thing.

There is also the magic power, plus the Animagus that is now shown to Fleur and the appearance of studying the magic circle next to the fountain before.

Fleur was unable to make an accurate assessment of Fanlin's magic power in the first place.

Well, this is quite frustrating for Fleur. Judging from Fanlin's performance, Fleur seems to be no match for Fanlin.

However, in terms of illusion, Fleur is still very confident in her magic.

If Fleur knew that Fanlin also practiced brain occlumency, would she be more desperate?

The standard configuration of a cheating teenager, plus the Philosopher's Stone and the Heaven's Chain, whether in terms of strength or equipment, it seems that Fanlin has presented a nearly crushing posture.

Even Fanlin feels that he has a lot, but compared to Voldemort, no matter how much Fanlin gets, with his current state, he simply can't hold on for long under Voldemort's hands.

The same is true with the Philosopher's Stone. Fanlin is almost crushed when fighting against Snape, not to mention Tom Riddle who can crush Professor Snape.

There is still a monster that is giving all the gods a headache to deal with. Fanlin does not think he can hide from it. The appearance of Idun must indicate that the monster will revive in Fanlin's lifetime.

Well, this sounds desperate.

Furong doesn't care about these. After being refused by Fanlin to touch her head, she became addicted to it. Gabrielle didn't hear her sister's English clearly, so she didn't know what happened at all.

Gabrielle thought her sister simply liked this kitten, and she naively lifted the cat up.

The two front legs were held up, and Fanlin had no room to struggle. Even if the cat's waist was soft, the stiffness of the whole body could not be recovered in a short time. This is a psychological effect.

In the end, Furong got what she wanted. Furong's hand fell on Fanlin's head and rubbed it hard twice, which made Fanlin's originally smooth hair messy.

Fanlin seemed to want to accuse Furong, but there were so many people here, and he couldn't change back at all.

Finally escaped from the pursuit of those boys, unless his brain is full of slugs...

Ron seems to have done this before, that damn wand, but Ron's slugs also come from...

Okay, this is a bit disgusting.

Fleur kneaded Fanlin excitedly, and she seemed to be having fun.

"I don't think he likes you like this, sister, you should be gentler." Gabrielle said, she seemed to want to take Fanlin back to her arms.

This made Fanlin howl even louder. After being hugged by Gabrielle for a while, Fanlin felt that this idea was too evil, although the girl's arms were still very comfortable.

"No, no, no, he likes this, Gabrielle." Fleur used English, she also saw that Fanlin was awkward, and of course she didn't mind teasing this little boy who hadn't even fully developed.

It should be, kitten.

What satisfied Fleur was that Fanlin's Animagus form was still quite good-looking, and ragdoll cats were also highly respected in the Muggle world. Whether in terms of appearance or anything else, it is quite in line with Furong's taste. This is definitely the most beautiful one Furong has ever seen, and it would be nice to keep it at home.

Furong thought, she put one hand on Fanlin's neck, and with one hand gently pinched, Fanlin was lifted up.

This felt terrible.

Fanlin was held in Furong's hand like a commodity. She knew that she was a person, and anyone who was pulled by the collar would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Fanlin screamed, twisting his body as if he wanted to break free. He just felt that Furong was too terrible, the worst ever.

But Furong didn't care much, she thought it was very interesting, Fanlin's current performance was like a real cat.

Anyway, as long as this little boy from Hogwarts is not so arrogant, it looks good to act cute now.

"Sister, you shouldn't treat it so roughly, it's still a kitten... No, even if it's a mature old cat... Anyway, you can't treat it like this, give it back to me..."

Gabrielle's little face was cold.

"Why don't you give you to her?" Furong smiled, and she greeted Fanlin in English.

"Meow..." Fanlin called out weakly. He was now completely desperate for Furong.

"Sorry, sister, it looks like it doesn't want to..."

"Then you can't do that..." Gabrielle was very unhappy. She looked like she could explode at any time.

"You have to know, Gabrielle..."

"Give it back to me..." Gabrielle stretched out her hand with a stern face, "Otherwise, you should treat it well."

"Okay, okay." Furong was a little helpless. She lifted Fanlin up and then held Fanlin with both hands.

"I apologize to you, okay." Furong said, her face full of teasing, and she didn't seem to apologize. "Or do you want to... / lie in my arms?"

Fanlin had to admit that this was very tempting. The well-developed Furong was not comparable to the little loli Gabrielle.

Fanlin felt that his face was a little smoky. He resisted even harder, but it was all in vain.

"You wish!" Furong smiled, and she brought Fanlin close to her face, "But an apology is still necessary."

"Meow?" Fanlin said, looking at Furong in confusion. He wanted to go back to the ground, but...

Furong's face kept getting bigger in Fanlin's eyes. Before he could react, Fanlin felt his forehead covered by warm lips, and he even smelled the fragrance from Furong's mouth. (To be continued)