Chapter 71: Leaving France

It has been half a month since Fleur first came to the castle.

Since then, Fleur has often come here to find Arthur, and the two old people are happy to see it happen.

So, during this time, Arthur and Fleur's relationship grew quickly.

Fleur was also very different when she was around other people.

Arthur also saw that when Fleur was facing other people, she was very proud and wished her eyes were on top of her head.

But in front of Arthur, she turned into a playful little girl. Even though Arthur is three years younger than her, she naturally acts like a girl.

Every time she sees one of Arthur's alchemical creations, she requests that he give her a few.

And every time they practice together when Arthur gets serious and tries to correct her, she interrupts him in a funny way, leaving him with no choice but to give up.

Overall, she is a very cute girl.

Now it is late August, and Arthur is about to leave France and prepare for the start of school.

Alia also sent a letter saying the magical potion supply was running low.

Today is Arthur's second-to-last day in the castle.

"When casting spells, the manual movements must be careful. Otherwise, the opponent can predict your spells based on your gestures."

Arthur is explaining these combat techniques to Fleur.

Fleur, as a future competitor in the Triwizard Tournament, is naturally gifted in this area.

Whenever Arthur points out her flaws, she immediately corrects them, and she even uses the advice to other parts as well.

But today, Fleur seems a bit distracted. Arthur has said a lot, but it seems like she is not listening.

Arthur notices that something is off and asks.

"What's wrong? You seem a bit off today."

Fleur snaps out of her daze and looks at the handsome boy in front of her. Biting her delicate lips, she softly asks,

"Tomorrow, you'll be leaving for London, aren't you?"

After speaking, Fleur looks at Arthur with her emerald eyes, as if a thousand words are hidden.

Arthur is taken aback. He didn't expect Fleur to be distracted because of this.

Raising his hand, he gently strokes Fleur's soft silver hair. He has been doing this often lately.

Arthur finds himself quite enjoying Fleur's silver hair, and his gentle actions make Fleur's cheeks blush slightly.

"Yes, I'll be leaving tomorrow, but I'll come whenever I have the time," he reassures the beautiful girl in front of him, feeling somewhat guilty.

After all, he doesn't know when he will be able to visit France again after this vacation.

"When will you come next time?" Fleur asks eagerly.

Arthur thinks for a moment and suddenly realizes that he definitely can't come during Christmas.

Otherwise, Cho and Hermione will definitely give him a hard time. It seems that the summer vacation will be the only option.

"I'll definitely come next summer!" He chuckles awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Fleur immediately pouts, looking like an adorable pufferfish.

Unable to resist, Arthur playfully pokes her cheek with his index finger.

Brushing away the naughty hand of the boy, Fleur gives him a disapproving look.

But she also knows that traveling back and forth during the Hogwarts Christmas break, which only lasts a few days, is quite exhausting.

"You must come during the summer vacation, and remember, no matter how many girlfriends you have at Hogwarts, you have a fiancée waiting for you in France."

Fleur buries her head in Arthut's chest, wrapping her hands around his waist.

She playfully says to Arthur.

Feeling the affectionate bond in her playful gestures, Arthur tightly embraces her. Neither of them speaks. They both cherish this final time they have together.

...

The next morning, Arthur was ready to leave.

Mr. and Mrs. Flamel had also gotten up early, and the three of them had a comfortable breakfast together.

During the meal, Mrs. Perenelle kept reminding Arthur not to ignore his studies in magic, to write to her often, and to keep her informed of his health.

Arthur nodded in agreement, keeping every word of her advice in his heart.

Mrs. Perenelle also didn't want to say goodbye to Arthur.

She and Nicolas didn't have any children of their own, so they considered Arthur as their grandson.

For the sake of this grandson, Nicolas planned to create a Philosopher's Stone to continue living and watch him grow up, get married, and have children.

So it's not because they are tired of the world. They simply no longer have attachments.

The Flamel family had no intention of ending their lives now.

As for the material used to make the Sorcerer's Stone are extinct, this is just a rumor from Nicolas to the outside world.

He doesn't want to be targeted by some people just because he can still make the Sorcerer's Stone.

The two of them accompanied Arthur to the café where he arrived.

Nicolas gave Arthur a deed, which included a manor in London, with a house-elf to take care of it.

This was the farewell gift Nicolas gave Arthur so that he would have a place to stay in the British wizarding world, as it would be unsuitable for him to always live in the Muggle world.

Arthur didn't refuse and accepted it. There was no need for such formalities between them anymore.

...

Looking around, Arthur didn't see Fleur coming.

Maybe she didn't want to feel the pain of having to say goodbye.

He waved goodbye to the two old people and left the café.

...

Not far away, Mrs. Maxime and Fleur stood at the street corner.

The morning sunlight shimmered on the girl's face, becoming the best scene for her stunning beauty, making her lose a bit of coquettishness and gain a touch of sacredness.

Fleur quietly watched Arthur's disappearing figure, her eyes already filled with tears.

Mrs. Maxime sighed when she saw the state of her once proud disciple.

Although Fleur only had a quarter of Veela's blood, she inherited a certain trait of Veela.

Once she falls in love with someone, she will love him deeply and completely for the rest of her life.

"Do you really not want to go and say goodbye to him?" Mrs. Maxime couldn't help but suggest.

Fleur shook her head, firmly saying, "I don't want him to see me in tears. I want to always appear in front of him in the most beautiful way."

After speaking, the girl wiped away the tears that burst from her eyes and said to Maxime,

"Headmistress, let's go back. I want to practice magic seriously and surprise him when we meet next time."

Looking at the girl who seemed to have grown up quite a bit in an instant, Mrs. Maxime silently thought to herself,

'It seems like things should be going forward. Let's try to make it happen within two years.'

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