Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

"Mr. Weasley, can you tell me why the people at your school were so excited when Professor McGonagall announced that there would be no need for partners at the Christmas ball?"

"Don't you want to find a beautiful female companion to dance with at the Christmas ball? Perhaps you'll fall in love at first sight and become a couple?"

Ron: "?"

At that moment, only one thought occupied Ron's mind.

"Hello, Mr. Weasley... Hello, Mr. Weasley... Hello, Mr. Weasley..."

Fleur's voice kept echoing in his mind, which resulted in Ron's face showing a silly grin like a fool, and him staring blankly at Fleur.

It's fair to say that, aside from not drooling, Ron was no different from a complete idiot who could only chuckle foolishly at this moment.

Seeing Ron's silly appearance, Fleur was a little unhappy, thinking that Ron was too stupid, but she didn't show it. Instead, she frowned and then immediately returned to normal.

Fleur, now recovered, flashed a bright smile and, suppressing her displeasure, shouted, "Mr. Weasley, are you listening to me, Mr. Weasley?"

Although Fleur was shouting very loudly this time, from Ron's perspective, all he could see was Fleur's mouth moving; he didn't hear a sound at all.

This scene was witnessed by Ye Feng, who happened to be passing by. At that moment, Ye Feng "happened" to have a video camera in his hand, so he "casually" recorded the scene.

As for why he had a video camera, that's another story, and it's unrelated to this matter.

Just as Ye Feng was happily recording, Harry happened to pass by. He looked at the "little gadget" in Ye Feng's hand, which was only the size of a palm and had images of Ron and the others on it. Then he glanced at Ron over there, and a huge bead of sweat instantly slid down his forehead.

"Ye Feng, what is this... in your hand?"

Ye Feng: Σ(°Д°;っ

(￣▽￣*)ゞ(hidden)

"Ahem, it's nothing, just a new type of telescope that was recently developed."

Harry: (ー_ー)!!

"Ahem, you'd better hurry up and go over there. Your best buddy needs you right now."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Harry suddenly realized what was happening and quickly walked towards Ron.

When Harry got next to Ron, he found that his best friend was staring at Fleur with a lecherous look on his face, while Fleur's brows were slightly furrowed, which made Harry feel a little pain in his heart.

Fortunately, Harry still had some sense, so he only paused for a moment before recovering.

Once he recovered, Harry patted his best friend on the shoulder, then turned to Fleur with an awkward but polite smile, saying, "I'm sorry, Miss Delacour, my friend was a little out of line. You can ask me any questions you may have."

Seeing that Harry hadn't lost his composure, Fleur breathed a sigh of relief and then asked Harry the same question she had asked Ron earlier.

"You must be the famous Immortal Boy, Harry Potter? I've heard so much about you."

"Here's the thing, I noticed that you weren't worried or angry about not needing dance partners for the Christmas ball; on the contrary, you were unusually excited. Why is that?"

Harry was stunned by Fleur's words, for he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Fleur's question didn't need any explanation for the Hogwarts students, because they already knew exactly what kind of person Ye Feng was and had witnessed all sorts of things he had created.

However, these things cannot be explained in a few words, so Harry didn't know how to explain them for a moment.

Seeing that Harry was also stunned, Fleur was speechless. She never expected that the famous Immortal Boy was actually a fool with no self-control.

Harry, seeing Fleur's slightly furrowed brows, felt a pang of unease and quickly explained, "It's not that I meant anything, it's just that this matter is a bit difficult to explain in a short time."

"Oh? Why?" Fleur was immediately intrigued by Harry's explanation.

Seeing Fleur finally smile, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's right, although Professor McGonagall didn't say it explicitly, according to past practice, it should be related to Ye Feng."

"Oh? You mean that one, the one that's really popular at Hogwarts?"

“Oh, I remember now, when we came here, he suggested to Headmaster Dumbledore that we play music.”

"Yes, the broadcast for morning exercises, the music that wakes us up every morning, and even the rooster that wakes us up every morning are all his creations."

Furong: (⊙o⊙)

Upon hearing Harry's words, Fleur's mouth dropped open in astonishment. She couldn't believe that all the things they had both loathed and fascinated during this time were the work of that seemingly handsome, quiet, and sunny young man.

However, after the initial shock, Furong had a new question. She couldn't understand why they were so excited about something related to Ye Feng, so she asked them about it.

"Why are you all so excited about anything related to Ye Feng? Is it because the event he organized is really fun? Or is there some very tempting reward?"

Fleur's words filled Harry with a conflicted expression, because Fleur had guessed correctly. However, he felt he shouldn't say it, because if he did, they would definitely become formidable rivals.

However, looking at Fleur's pretty and bright face, Harry couldn't bear to lie to her.

It's not that Harry and Ron lacked self-control or that Fleur was too beautiful.

In fact, Furong's appearance is on par with Zhang Qiu and Ginny, but Furong has a quarter of the Mwaa bloodline, which makes her look more charming and naturally alluring.

Therefore, Harry and his friends simply couldn't refuse Fleur's request, nor could they bear to deceive her.

So, after only a moment's hesitation, Harry told him everything.

This scene in Chapter 252 deserves to be repeatedly shown on a large screen.

Faced with Fleur's "honey trap," Harry and Ron both "fell for her" and, under Fleur's questioning, revealed all the information she wanted to know.

While Harry was telling the whole story, Ron finally came to his senses. Instead of telling Harry not to say these things, Ron kept filling in the gaps in Harry's story.

Ye Feng, watching from afar, was utterly speechless. However, he couldn't deny that Fleur's Veela bloodline did indeed give her a unique charm. This charm, combined with her already striking beauty, made it impossible for the lovestruck Harry and Ron to resist.

Moreover, they had no intention of resisting.

"Sigh, what a guy who values ​​women over friends." With a low sigh, Ye Feng put the camera back into his storage space, then dusted off imaginary dust and turned to walk towards the classroom.

"Next class is Potions. I wonder what potions Professor Snape will teach us to make."

The moment Ye Feng turned to leave, Harry, who was excitedly explaining to Fleur, suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. When he realized he had forgotten something and turned to look for Ye Feng, he just saw Ye Feng's departing figure.

Harry: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Ron, who was standing nearby, saw that Harry was staring blankly into the distance and not moving. He felt that his chance had come, so he immediately took over Harry's 'job' and began to tell Fleur about Ye Feng's deeds.

However, they clearly forgot one thing: when you talk endlessly about the merits of another person to someone you like, that person often won't like you back; instead, they'll become very interested in the person you're introducing.

Interest is the beginning of liking someone. When you become interested in someone of the opposite sex and start to get to know them, and if the person you get to know happens to be outstanding enough, or just happens to match your sex appeal, then you are not far from liking or even falling in love with them.

Fleur wasn't quite in love with Ye Feng yet, but she had developed a strong interest in the magical Ye Feng that Harry and the others had been talking about. Therefore, when Ron noticed Fleur starting to drift off into thought, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Of course, this wasn't directed at Ye Feng, but at Harry, because he believed that Harry had already gained the upper hand and made Fleur develop feelings for him, which was why Fleur was distracted after Harry turned away and was unwilling to talk to him.

But Harry, who was being envied, was starting to panic because Ye Feng... was gone, and he hadn't even said goodbye. More importantly, he had seen the 'little thing' in Ye Feng's hand before he came over, and if he wasn't mistaken, it looked like a camera.

In other words, Ye Feng now has ample evidence of their 'betrayal'.

If it were someone else, like Hermione or the twins, Harry wouldn't have much to worry about, because at most they would use this to blackmail him into agreeing to a reasonable condition, or perhaps treat them to a meal.

But Ye Feng... he doesn't need these things at all.

As for helping out, with Ye Feng's strength, practical skills, and intelligence, if he can't handle something, then even ten of him and Ron wouldn't be able to. As for treating him to a meal, who at Hogwarts doesn't know that Ye Feng is the best cook in the entire school?

In the history of Hogwarts, the opportunity to have Ye Feng cook a meal is the only 'prize' that even the headmaster couldn't resist competing with the students for. Moreover, the house-elves who cook for them every day are all trained by him, and they often have to ask Ye Feng for help when they don't understand something.

In other words, Ye Feng had absolutely no reason to ask them for favors or to threaten them.

But that's precisely what's most terrifying, because he doesn't need to threaten you, nor is he threatened by you, so you have absolutely no idea what he'll do. Plus, Ye Feng is the kind of person who does things in a completely unpredictable way, so Harry panicked at that moment.

"Gulu~"

Harry was already quite frightened just by his own speculations, but fortunately he remembered that this wasn't just his problem, so after he came to his senses, he turned to look at Ron next to him and reached out to pull him.

"what?"

Ron, who was already somewhat envious and jealous of Harry, became even more annoyed by Harry's actions, so his reply was quite curt. However, Harry didn't care at all, because compared to the unknown 'horrible' things that might happen next, this was nothing.

Ron's annoyance vanished in the next second, and he stared at Harry with his mouth agape.

"I want to say that Ye Feng was standing in that spot watching us, but he's gone now. Oh, right, before I came over, I saw him holding a small thing about the size of a palm, pointing it at where we are now, and it clearly showed your every move."

"Gulu~"

After hearing Harry's words, Ron's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground, because he saw Ginny playing with the 'little gadget' that Harry had mentioned in Ye Feng's hand, and Ginny called that thing a video recorder.

Out of curiosity, he even asked Ginny to lend him a small one to play with, so he knew just how clear the footage it produced was and how 'outrageous' its functions were.

Seeing Ron's state, Harry panicked a bit and grabbed Ron, trying to run away. This made Fleur, who had been watching all this with curiosity, even more interested in Ye Feng, because she really couldn't understand why Ron and the others, who had previously been full of admiration for Ye Feng, were now so flustered.

So, just as Harry was frantically pulling Ron to chase after Ye Feng, Fleur also lifted her foot to follow.

At that moment, Harry suddenly remembered something. He stopped, nodded to Fleur with a very apologetic expression, and then said in a very apologetic tone, "Miss Delacour, I'm very sorry, we have some urgent business to attend to and must leave now. If you have any further questions, please feel free to come and find us later. Goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry didn't dare to delay any longer and pulled Ron to run outside. Meanwhile, Ye Feng had already arrived at the Potions classroom, sat down, and started fiddling with the camera in his hand.

"This is evidence that those two bastards betrayed me because they value women over friends. I need to make several copies and keep them safe. The scene where Ron drools over Fleur must be captured separately, and then when he gets married in the future, we need to play it repeatedly on the big screen in front of everyone."

Hermione: (￣ー￣)

Hermione, who had just separated from Zhang Qiu and the other sisters and arrived at the classroom, happened to hear Ye Feng's murmur, which left him speechless. At the same time, she couldn't help but shake her head.

"I really don't understand the friendships of you boys, it's so inexplicable."

Chapter 253 Ye Feng: Controlling

"I really don't understand the friendships of you boys, it's so inexplicable."

Ye Feng: [?_??]

Upon hearing Hermione's complaint, a huge question mark appeared above Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng found boys' friendships easy to understand, but girls' relationships were truly strange.

In Ye Feng's opinion, Hermione and the others should be hostile to each other, or even turn into a battleground. Although he didn't want to see this happen, it was the normal way things would develop.

But what about Hermione and the others? Although Ye Feng has never explicitly stated who he likes, they have now become best friends who can talk about anything. That's really strange.

Of course, that's what Ye Feng was thinking, but he certainly wouldn't dare say it out loud, so he just glanced at Hermione and then looked away.

Hermione, after making a comment, sat down next to Ye Feng, because she was also quite curious about the scene Ye Feng had mentioned that was worth repeatedly showing on the big screen. So, when Harry and Ron arrived at the classroom, panting, they found them huddled together whispering something, holding the very same video camera Ye Feng had been carrying.

"boom!"

Harry, Ron: 0ДQ

Seeing this scene, it was as if a thunderbolt struck Harry and Ron's minds, making them feel dizzy.

However, even though Harry was dizzy, he did not lose his senses, because he clearly realized that if he could not stop Ye Feng and do his best to salvage the situation, then it would truly be the end.