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HP: The Gray Sorcerer

Arthur finds himself reincarnated into the world of Harry Potter and awakens a powerful Gacha System. He begins his new life by acquiring a phoenix as his pet and spending time playing Quidditch with his girlfriend Cho Chang, reading books in the library with Hermione, or searching for the rare Crumple-Horned Snorkack with Luna. -------------------------------------------- patreon.com/Abyssuit You can find up to 35 advanced chapters at my patreon

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Chapter 70: Fleur Delecour

Arthur was slightly stunned by the stunning beauty of the girl in front of him, although he wasn't affected by that strange charm.

However, he had to admit that this girl was the most beautiful one he had ever seen in both of his lives.

Even Cho and Hermione, who were amazing in appearance and ranked among the top at Hogwarts, couldn't compare to Fleur's perfection.

With an attractive appearance and a graceful figure, she resembled a legendary elf from the sword and magic world.

But Arthur quickly understood that it wasn't the right time to talk about that because the girl seemed to be mad at him.

Although he was puzzled, Arthur wasn't someone to kneel, even if the other person's appearance could be described as incredibly beautiful.

He wouldn't go head over heels for someone who was being cold to him.

"OK," Arthur said coldly to show that he understood.

"You!" Fleur was somewhat annoyed by his attitude.

'How could he be like this?'

In the past, Fleur always had a lot of fans at school, and just a few words with her would keep any student interested and excited for a whole year.

However, despite Arthur being captivated by her beauty, he immediately became uninterested.

Mrs. Perenelle and Madame Maxime smiled while observing the clash between the two.

Suddenly, Mrs. Perenelle spoke up. "Arthur, Miss Delacour is visiting us for the first time. Why don't you show her around?"

Although Arthur didn't want to, he couldn't afford to lose face in front of so many people, so he reluctantly nodded. "Miss Delacour, please follow me. I'll show you around."

Arthur said to Fleur and left through the back door before she could answer.

Fleur gritted her teeth and silently cursed Arthur for being so impolite.

However, she still followed him.

The two walked, one in front of the other, and left the reception room, walking through the castle.

Nicolas Flamel's castle was huge, and even though Arthur had stayed there for many days, he still only knew a small part of it.

He thought that the castle was at least half the size of Hogwarts, not including the Forbidden Forest.

Arthur was distracted and introduced different places to Fleur, who remained silent, simply listening to his explanations.

But she sometimes looked at Arthur with a mix of shyness and annoyance in her eyes, which confused him.

'Have they met before? Why did it feel like she was strangely looking at him?'

When the two arrived at a garden, Arthur finally couldn't resist and asked Fleur.

"Ms. Fleur, have we met before? Why do you always look at me like that?"

Fleur didn't speak but continued to set her emerald gaze on Arthur. It wasn't until Arthur couldn't bear it any longer that she finally spoke.

"You truly don't know? I am your fiancée."

???

Arthur's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

'What was happening? How did he become Fleur's fiancé?'

"Just wait a moment, Miss Fleur," Arthur brought his hand to his forehead, massaging his temples as if trying to confirm whether Fleur had mistaken him for someone else. "I, Arthur Gaunt, am your fiancé?"

Seeing him in this state, Fleur also believed that he didn't know about this situation.

She softened her attitude a bit and said, "I thought you knew. My grandmother and Madam Maxime have a very good relationship."

"A few days ago, Madam Maxime sent a letter to my grandmother, saying she wanted to arrange a marriage for me, and my grandmother agreed."

Now it all made sense.

Arthur finally understood.

The joke Madam Maxim made at the party wasn't about introducing a girlfriend to him; it was about directly giving him a young bride.

And the bride happened to be none other than the famous Beauxbatons' flower, Fleur Delacour.

Although Fleur had silver hair like a member of the veela, although she had a great and impressive background at a young age, and although... cough cough.

There couldn't be any more "althoughs." If he continued thinking along those lines, he might as well agree with the situation.

"Miss Delacour, I truly had no knowledge of this, but rest assured, I will talk to Madam Maxime," Arthur said patiently.

Fleur became dissatisfied at Arthur's words.

Women were like this—when you flatter over them, they call you a creep, and when you ignore them, they become mad.

"You think you're too good for me?" Fleur said.

???

'Did he give her that impression?'

Arthur was dumbfounded.

'Why were women always concerned about such weird things?'

"That's not what I meant. You're very beautiful, perhaps even the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but we don't know each other at all. Let's forget about being me your fiancé," Arthur explained patiently.

Fleur nodded in satisfaction, finally feeling understood. She was satisfied with Arthur's compliments.

"For now, let's not talk about these things. In her letter, Madame Maxime said you're a genius and gave you a lot of praise. Will you be willing to fight me in a duel?" Fleur asked, looking at him with determination in her eyes.

Arthur looked at her determined gaze and reluctantly agreed.

The battle began.

Um, the battle ended.

The gap in their abilities was too great.

[I'll write about the battle in more detail next time.]

Fleur looked at Arthur with a complicated expression.

He had defeated her without even using his wand, and he had defeated her three times in a row.

Now she finally understood the meaning of a fantastic genius.

Seeing her disappointed look, Arthur couldn't help but comfort her.

"Don't be disappointed. After a few decades of method, you'll be able to make me use my wand."

When hearing this, Fleur burst into laughter.

'Who could comfort someone like him?'

"Hmph!"

Raising her graceful chin, she walked ahead elegantly, resembling a white swan.

Arthur scratched his head. 'Was everything OK now?'

Even though he didn't understand Fleur's attitude, he went along with her.

Slowly, the atmosphere between the two began to change.

Fleur kept asking Arthur different questions, not just about magic and alchemy but also personal questions.

As they walked, the girl's talking and the boy's hopeless answers seemed to happen at the same time.

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