HP Caresses Your Beauty

Before the last event of the competition, Fleur looked past the jabbering warnings of her parents from France and saw the tall red-haired man with long hair and fang earrings. Soon I learned about the situation from the lovely Harry - Bill Weasley, docile and steady, currently working at Gringotts. She thought about it and stopped people in the greenhouse after lunch. "Bill Weasley? Hey, Fleur Delacour, from the famous Beauxbatons School in France. I am in urgent need of an English teacher, and I heard from Ali that you are the best candidate." "Who is Ali? You mean... Harry?" "…As you can see, there is an urgent need for an English teacher." The man looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed with his shoulders shaking. Fleur only remembered that the man took a big step towards her and lifted her chin with his slender fingers. "Let me see if you are suitable for learning English. Please stick out your tongue." Fleur Delacour had never been so gentlemanly humiliated. Later, in her tenth English class. Bill Weasley closed the test in class with a smile on his face. "A good answer should be rewarded. Come on, please show me a French tongue kiss." The pale Hibiscus: Huh? Tongue, tongue kiss? Philosophy: It turns out that Mrs. Weasley's understanding of her son is extremely superficial haha