Chapter 251: Why Is Alvin Different From Ours?

Hogwarts got off to a good start, and all the teachers and students were pleased.

The scene of Cedric and Harry hugging excitedly on the pitch made many witches' eyes glow with gold.

"Cassandra, do you think we can win?"

The Frey brothers sat behind Cassandra, a little worried about the match between Ilvermorny and Hogwarts.

"Don't worry. I've been practicing Quidditch recently, and the victory will belong to Ilvermorny."

Although Cassandra frowned lightly, she still had strong confidence in her words.

She is not very good at Quidditch, but Cassandra believes that with her talent, she can improve to a good level quickly.

Brother Frey nodded like a dog. As long as it's what Cassandra wants to do, it is really possible.

Glancing at Alvin, who was gently comforting Fleur, Cassandra got up and left the Quidditch pitch to practice silently.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff also held a joint gala dinner that night. Because of this victory, the Hufflepuffs were less hostile to Harry.

After all, the little badgers are kind. As long as they can bring victory to Hogwarts, they don't care so much.

Harry had also invited Alvin to the banquet, and he had a much bigger smile on his face now.

"I won't go. Fleur is sad now."

Alvin refused Harry's invitation and had to rush back to comfort the young lady.

Halfway through, he suddenly returned to Harry and said. "By the way, you go to a place with me tomorrow. Remember to tell Cedric too."

"Where?" Harry scratched his head, not knowing what Alvin wanted to do.

"You'll know when the time comes." Waving his hand at Harry, Alvin left and went outside the castle.

Fleur was already here waiting for him, and when she saw Alvin coming out, she happily hugged his arm.

Seeing her smiling face, Alvin felt a little strange, "Didn't you feel sad just now? Why are you so happy now?"

"Of course, I pretended. I already knew I would lose today if I didn't pretend to be pitiful. You would take time to accompany me alone."

Speaking of this, Fleur raised the corners of her mouth as if she was delighted with her thoughts.

Alvin was also a little dumbfounded, but he never thought this was all Fleur's jokes.

However, he didn't say much. These little jokes and routines can be considered fun in daily interactions.

After spending a good night with Fleur in the two-person world. Alvin sent Fleur

when it came to midnight. Flushed and slightly messy, back to Beauxbatons' carriage.

He returned to the Dorm contentedly.

The next day, Rita Skeeter's interview was also published in the Daily Prophet, which took up much space.

And Harry, who slept very late last night because of excitement, came to the Great Hall and was greeted by the strange and sympathetic eyes of a group of little wizards.

At first, he was still confused and didn't understand what was going on, but when he got the Daily Prophet, Harry understood the meaning of those eyes.

"I think my parents gave me strength...they will make me proud."

"I still cry for them at night..."

And that's not all. Rita Skeeter not only turned his fumbling into her imaginary tirade but also interviewed many passers-by.

"Harry finally found his first love at Hogwarts, Mr. Ron Weasley. They were inseparable, living together since their first year."

After reading this, Rita Skeeter's disgust index in Harry's heart skyrocketed, quickly surpassing Filch and Dursley, second only to Snape.

If Rita Skeeter were standing in front of him now, Harry wouldn't mind tormenting her with the Unforgivable Curse he had just learned from Sirius.

With the negative emotions in his heart now, it is estimated that he can use them smoothly, right?

At this time. Ron suddenly walked up to Harry, and he was still a little happy, thinking that Ron had figured it out and wanted to get back with him.

But all he could hear was Ron faltering. "Harry, I know your life circumstances greatly impact you, but I...I really like girls."

"To shut up!"

Harry yelled, "I like girls too! I don't think that way about you either!"

"That's good," Ron let out a long sigh of relief, not minding Harry's yelling, "That way, I'm relieved."

After speaking, he left quickly, leaving behind Harry, who was furious.

Harry could only continue to read the Daily Prophet depressingly because everyone around him was sitting far away. He wanted to see what Rita Skeeter had to say about other Champions to find balance.

What makes Harry feel gratified is that although the other Champions are not as long as him, they have also been installed with some trumped-up tidbits.

In particular, Krum. Rita Skeeter caught his defeat in the World Cup and kept taunting him that he would fail this time, and Harry almost laughed out loud.

But when he saw the interview about Alvin, Harry couldn't hold back.

"I must admit that perfect wizards like Mr. Gaunt exist in our world."

"Enthusiastic, upright, gentle, yet talented and amazing, worthy of the greatest wizard Hogwarts has ever seen..."

"He humbly stated that he could have made so many achievements with the support of his many beauties. By the way, Mr. Gaunt's outstanding appearance is the only one I have ever seen in my life."

"In the short interview, many topics are still not finished. But the author firmly believes that the future of England's wizarding world will be more exciting because of Mr. Gaunt!"

Harry hesitantly took off his glasses, wiped them with his handkerchief, and put them back on.

Well, that's right, this article was written by Rita Skeeter.

But why is Alvin different from their style?