American TV series World Rescue

Paris.

Mellor Street.

Irving stood in front of the experimental table, staring at a five-centimeter metal piece. The carving knife in his hand flexibly sketched a complex pattern on it. When the pattern was completed, Irving quickly carved a pattern on it. The runes flashed with light, and a wave of magic appeared.

"Draco, what is this?"

A clear female voice came from the side.

"Car invisible button."

Owen picked up the metal piece and admired it for a while, then turned to look at the uninvited bystanders. What caught his eye was a little lolita of twelve or thirteen years old, with an extremely delicate appearance and long golden waist-length hair. Hanging behind his back, his blue eyes seemed to be flashing with silver light, and most people would not dare to look directly at them.

"Car invisible button? You're amazing!"

The little Loli said with admiration: "No wonder Master Maile accepted you as his disciple."

"Fu Rong, are you okay? If not, you know that I'm very busy."

Owen was not moved by the little Lolita's admiration, and the straight man said cancerously.

"Well."

The little loli named Furong hesitated: "I know, I'm fine, just keep busy, I'll just watch from the side. As you know, I'm also very interested in alchemy."

"This won't work!"

Owen shook his head and said: "You have been standing nearby for a long time, and it has affected my study. This car invisible button is very simple and no problem. All subsequent magic props require my absolute concentration."

"You discovered it."

The little Loli was not shaken by Owen's straight male cancer. On the contrary, she smiled happily and said, "I thought you didn't notice me."

"..."

Owen was speechless.

This little lolita is named Fleur Delacour. She is 13 years old and is a second-year student at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Two years ago, she just received the admission notice from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Accompanied by her parents, she came to Go to the magic alleys of Paris to buy school supplies. When shopping, go to the famous Rue Mailer. Naturally, you won’t miss the pride of Paris’ magic world, the alchemist Nico Mailer.

During the visit, Fleur noticed Owen. She was extremely envious when she saw that a boy two years younger than herself could work as an apprentice with Master Mailer. And because Owen looked at her differently from others, she couldn't help but have a strong affection for Owen. interest of.

You know, she is a descendant of Veela!

What is a Veela? The Western vixen has a special charm. No matter he is eight or eighty years old, as long as he is a man, he will look at Furong with admiration. This is the first time she has met someone who ignores her charm.

After attending Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a semester and getting a preliminary understanding of magic, Fleur, who has considerable magical talent, came to visit again, hoping to make Owen look at her differently. However, after a little trial, she was dumbfounded. Owen was not only lucky, he And her magic skills far surpassed hers.

She is a strong girl, otherwise she would not have been selected as Beauxbatons' champion in the Goblet of Fire in the original time and space. She immediately got in love with Owen, gave up the holiday and concentrated on practicing magic. After the new semester, she became even more powerful. She worked extremely hard, and with the addition of her good magic talent, her rapid progress made all the school teachers admire her and give her a little advice from time to time.

The rapid growth in strength was naturally accompanied by an increase in self-confidence. When the semester ended, she proudly found Owen and wanted to establish her big sister image, but the ruthless sky once again teased her...

Once and twice were okay, but three times and four times, whenever she thought she could be a sister, Owen easily made her realize who was her brother. The impact was so strong that it made her subconsciously Started to worship Owen.

Every time she came to challenge after that, it was just for show. Most of the time, she liked to stand aside and quietly watch Owen learn alchemy. She would stay there all day long and enjoy it, which gave Owen a headache. .

He is a civilized man and he is not interested in little lolita at all!

"Draco, the new school year is about to begin. Gabrielle has received the admission notice from Beauxbatons. I remember that you are 11 years old and you have reached the age to enter school. Have you received it?"

Fleur was not impressed by Owen's indifference. She thought of something and said happily.

"Huh."

Owen was slightly shocked and suddenly said: "Is the time already up?"

"Yes."

Fleur answered with an expectant look on her face: "You will enroll in Beauxbatons, right?"

"of course not!"

Owen denied decisively: "The time has come, I want to return to London to enroll in Hogwarts!"

"Hogwarts?"

Fleur's face fell, and she asked in confusion: "Why? Isn't Beauxbatons bad?"

"My mother wants me to go back."

Owen couldn't bear to see the little loli's flashing eyes and directly blamed him.

"Draco, we're here to see you."

At this moment, Narcissa's excited shouts came from outside, startling Owen. Owen waved his hand, and the door opened, and Narcissa and Lucius walked in one after another.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy."

Fleur calmed down her emotions and said politely.

"Oh, it's Little Furong."

Lucius frowned, but Narcissa gave Owen a teasing look.

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Fleur was already 13 years old, and was particularly sensitive to Lucius's gaze. She felt inexplicably sour in her heart, and endured the discomfort before saying goodbye and leaving.

"Draco, you are a descendant of the Malfoy family! Don't hang out with those half-bloods, especially those of Veela descent, do you understand?"

Lucius lectured.

"I know my business well."

Owen was noncommittal.

He did not dare to be interested in Fleur, but that was his initiative, and no one else, including Lucius and his wife, could interfere with his freedom.

"you!"

Lucius stared at Owen dissatisfied.

Owen looked back calmly. He was no longer a three-year-old or four-year-old child. In the past three years in Paris, although he had concentrated on studying alchemy, because alchemy involves the essence of magic, it not only made up for the krypton gold and drinking medicine to increase his magic power. Despite his shortcomings, the Auror-level magic source is also steadily increasing, and it is possible to break through to a senior Auror or associate professor at any time.

Coupled with other strengths, Lucius is also a senior wizard at the level of a quasi-full professor, but in a real fight, Lucius may not be Owen's opponent.

"What are you talking about?"

Narcissa quickly smoothed things over and said, "It's up to him to decide on Draco's affairs. He's a genius! It's normal for a man of his age and talent to be liked by many girls. It's not like he's getting married. What does it matter whether Fleur is a Veela descendant or not? Let me tell you, Draco's ability to attract a Veela descendant is something to be proud of, isn't it?"

Lucius: "..."

Owen was amazed in his heart. After all, she is his biological mother. Even a scumbag can be called a lover. Thinking that the plot was about to begin, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, are you coming over now?"

"Draco, we are here to take you back. Look! This is your Hogwarts acceptance letter."