Vol 2 Chapter 407: Hibiscus is really troublesome

"What did you find?" Furong said.
"A formation is very magical. I haven't found any substantive discovery so far." Fanlin said without looking back. "In fact, it is always very difficult to come from Professor Nicholas. Crack."
"Is it from Professor Nicole May's hand than I don't know," Fleur laughed, "but I think you should have some trouble."
"Trouble?" Fanlin was taken aback. He didn't know what had happened, but after a while, the French voice of the people coming out of the castle awakened him again.
The French, which originally sounded good, became more and more noisy as the crowd gathered, and at the same time, the sound of that French became worse and worse. Fanlin felt that the surroundings were messy. This is for his research. Very bad.
"What happened?" Fanlin frowned slightly, and he asked Lotus who was aside.
"It's just some simple greetings." Furong laughed, obviously she didn't tell the truth.
"Sister..." Gabriel pouted, obviously Furong's attitude did not mean that Gabriel thought the same.
"Alright, okay, I know you are kind." Furong Chong pinched Gabriel's nose.
"I'm not wrong. Most of them are simple greetings. There are also some beautiful girls asking if you have time at night. Of course, there are also some boys..."
This is in Boothbarton’s courtyard. You don’t need to follow Boothbarton’s banquet rules. The banquet is over, and everyone speaks fluent French.
When Fanlin saw some young ladies he had seen during the day, he couldn't help but panic.
"Can you not let them get so close?" Fanlin said in a low voice. In his eyes, these enthusiastic young ladies are far more terrifying than those boring boys.
Fan Lin faintly heard some English, but English with a French accent is always very strange, not everyone is Fleur.
"This is not the time to worry about those enthusiastic young ladies." Furong leaned to Fanlin's ear, and this made Fanlin's body a little stiff. "The key is, those boys, I think, they really want to have a duel with you, you should know that this is inevitable."
Furong let out a sigh of relief in Fanlin's ear, which immediately ignited the anger of the boys, and of course, the anger of some girls.
"Sister, you should be more self-disciplined." Gabriel said with a smile, "You shouldn't give Fanlin so much trouble."
"I just give him another chance to prove himself." Furong said with interest.
"Come here, Gabriel." Furong switched to French, but Fanlin probably also knew what Furong meant.
It's just a simple arrival, and then provoke it, this is nothing, this is what Fanlin expected.
However, in the present situation, all the boys have become agitated, and a large part of them are thanks to Furong's unpretentious hatred for Fanlin.
Fanlin didn't realize the kiss of the goddess at all, and now he was about to eat the evil fruit that Lotus had prepared for him.
What kind of logic is this?
Fanlin wanted to clarify that at least he had something to do, but the language barrier and the noise of the crowd obviously would not give him such a chance.
Gabriel seems to want to rush out to protect Fanlin, but Furong is not a vegetarian either.
I don't know what Furong said, but just a few words persuaded our little angel.
With the development of things now, Fanlin didn't need anyone to translate, he saw a familiar face.
Our hapless Mr. Brown walked out amidst a crowd of cheers. He waved his magic wand. It seemed that Mr. Brown was highly regarded among boys.
After all, Dumbledore didn't just ask for leave by himself. He had completely mastered the transformation in the fifth grade, and Fanlin had only just been in contact until now.
It seems that Mr. Brown had planned it long ago, stepped on Fanlin fiercely, and then showed his strength in front of the goddess to impress the goddess.
Many people who eat melons have already picked up their shoulders. They don't think Fanlin can set off many storms under Brown's hands, a third-grade kid, and Brown is already in the fifth grade.
To be precise, according to Boothbarton's algorithm, Brown has entered the ranks of seventh grade. Even as an exchange student, Brown can steadily crush Fanlin in terms of age differences.
"Hey, kid." Brown spoke awkward English. This English is really too bad, so French?
"I think you should know how to respect others, Mr. Brown Flemings." Fan Lin said lightly, since others disrespect, he doesn't mind stepping on his feet.
He has stepped on Tom Riddle, not to mention a seventh-grade student in Boothbaton.
"Hey, kid, listen..." Brown was a little annoyed, and being taught by a kid was obviously not what he wanted.
"I tell you, there is nothing here, Professor Nicholas Lemay, or President Dumbledore, so I think you should be more respectful for your seniors."
"Senior?" Fanlin laughed, "Sorry, I think I am a student at Hogwarts, so I should have nothing to do with you...relationship?"
The people around me thought of boos. Obviously, this was not only for Fanlin, but Brown also had a share. Standard English was still understandable, which also caused a burst of applause from the young lady.
"Damn it." Brown seemed to be irritated, he babbled a lot of French, and then Fanlin saw the wand in Brown's hand lit up.
This was an unmannered approach, but Brown still gave Fanlin a long time to prepare.
But this is not intentional. He is showing off his charm to the surroundings, attracting everyone's attention, and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment?
Fanlin knows why Furong looks down on our Mr. Brown. It is possible that Mr. Brown has never entered Furong's sight.
Don't be surprised at this Fanlin.
But Gabriel was very surprised, it seemed that she hadn't expected that someone would directly attack Fanlin.
"Wait a minute, you can't do this." Gabriel yelled, but Gabriel spoke French, and Fanlin couldn't understand what Gabriel was saying.
But letting a little angel help him block the curse, Fanlin was still very ashamed of such a thing.
Brown didn't seem to have the intention to stop, a red light gleamed from the front of his wand, and a pebble in the fountain flew towards Fanlin.
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