Chapter 398 Nicole Flamel

"So you're here!" Gabriel said happily, leaning over and hugging Ivan.

Ivan's body was stiff, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he let Gabriel hug him.

Maybe he was too nervous, he didn't dare to move.

"This is the black cat you just told me about?!" Furong leaned over, stared at him suspiciously for a long time, and said slowly, "I haven't seen this guy on campus before. cat..."

Under the gaze of Furong's azure blue eyes, Ai Wen was afraid that something abnormal would be discovered.

As a warrior of Beauxbatons, Fleur's magic power is very strong.

Although Animagus looked no different from real animals, Ivan was still involuntarily nervous.

He leaned back as far as he could, then stopped immediately.

There was a softness behind him, and Ivan suddenly realized that he was in Gabriel's arms, and behind him was the girl's place...

Ivan froze there, not knowing what to do.

"This cat..." Fu Rong moved a little closer, and leaned in front of Ivan.

Feeling the breath of Furong, Ivan held his breath and stared at her with wide eyes.

"I'm a cat now, and I'm going to behave like a cat!" He told himself repeatedly that he was a cat now, and he tried to imitate a cat.

He thought of Crookshanks in Hermione's arms, it should be...

"Meow!" Ivan called softly, blinking his eyes.

"This cat is really pure black, which is very rare!" Furong said, suddenly stretched out her hand, and patted Ivan's head lightly, "Black cats have strong magic power, and this little guy also Very cute, the cutest cat I've ever seen."

"His eyes are very attractive!" Gabriel nodded and rubbed against Ivan.

Under the caress of the two beauties, Ivan's breathing became slightly heavier.

He didn't move, letting Fleur and Gabriel touch him.

He looked like he was not a cat, but a lifeless doll. He was too stiff. Fortunately, he didn't arouse the other party's suspicion.

Aiwen never dreamed that he would actually come into contact with girls like this.

His body was squeezed wantonly, and his small face and ears were kneaded into various shapes by hibiscus.

"Meow!" Ivan raised his hand to stop it, but was held by Gabriel directly, pulled upwards, and with a snap, he lay on the girl's body.

Feeling the strangeness under his body, Ai Wen dared to say that his face must be red.

Now just look up a little, and you can meet Gabriel's angelic face.

Lowering his head, facing the softness in his chest, it seemed even more ominous.

He wasn't sure if he should run away, and just when he couldn't help but take action, Fleur looked up at Gabriel, "Okay, you should take this little guy back to sleep, and leave the rest to you." Sister handles it."

"But Ivan..." Gabriel said anxiously.

"Don't worry, that guy is not in the school hospital. After the chaos in the auditorium, no one has seen him again." Furong tapped her wand lightly, "Even if he is found, those people will not belong to him." opponent."

"But..." Gabriel hesitated, hugging the black cat in her arms tightly.

"Leave this matter to my sister, don't worry." Fu Rong said with a smile, "with me here, that Irwin Mason will be fine. You go back to sleep now, and I promise that before you leave school tomorrow morning, I will bring him whole to you."

Gabriel wanted to say something more, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She nodded slightly, and followed Fu Rong to the girls' dormitory along the corridor.

Because the conversation between the two people was in French, Ivan couldn't understand what they were saying.

What he hopes most now is that Gabriel can be separated from Fleur as soon as possible.

At that time, he can look for opportunities to escape as before.

After walking along the corridor for about five minutes, they brought Aiwen to a white, huge, shining unicorn statue.

Furong tapped the statue lightly with her wand, and with a click, a spiral staircase descended slowly above her head. This is Beauxbaton's dormitory for girls.

"Good night, Gabriel!" Fleur stepped forward and kissed Gabriel.

"Good night, sister!" Gabriel responded.

"And you!" Furong looked at Gabrielle, "Good night, little one!"

She stretched her face over, as if she wanted to kiss Ivan like she kissed Gabriel just now.

"Meow!" Ivan subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him.

Ai Wen was extremely embarrassed when the girl laughed like a silver bell.

He didn't know how Peter Pettigrew managed to live in the Weasley family for thirteen years as an Animagus, which was simply unimaginable.

From this point of view, he had to admire that guy.

However, this is different from the situation I am facing. There should not be that girl who will rub a mouse in her arms, or want to kiss him...

Gabriel waved like Fleur again, and walked towards the dormitory with Ivan in her arms.

She had just taken a few steps up the stairs when the steps suddenly began to change, and the whole staircase quickly became a plane.

Caught off guard, Gabriel fell from above.

"Meow!" Ivan yelled, and separated from Gabriel.

His body flipped magnificently in the air, and landed steadily aside.

It wasn't until then that he noticed that, like Hogwarts, the staircase in front of him was cast with defensive magic to prevent boys from entering the girls' dormitory.

He looked at Gabriel who fell to the ground apologetically, but this was an opportunity, and while Furong was helping her, Ivan ran to the other end of the corridor.

He ran as fast as he could to a place where there were no people.

About ten minutes later, Ivan stopped. He was now in a deserted corridor, and the silver, cold moonlight shone in through the window on the left.

In front of him, it seemed like a messy storage room.

Many odd-shaped things were randomly discarded on both sides of the corridor, some of them were spinning quickly, some were emitting a dim light, and some...

Needless to say, these things that look very wonderful and don't know their specific uses are all alchemy products, and Ivan can feel the magic power emanating from them.

He walked along the hallway, examining these things carefully.

Among them, he saw that the set of exquisite silverware that had been placed on Dumbledore's desk before, with a larger number, was quietly puffing out smoke.

"Good evening, Alvin! I'm still wondering when you'll find this place!"

Just as Ivan was observing this set of silverware, he suddenly heard a voice behind him. He hurriedly turned his head and saw Dumbledore standing not far away with a smile.

Beside him was Nicole Flamel in a golden robe. (To be continued.) 8