Chapter 164: Belinda Eleta
After a quick tour of the campus, Alonso took Della to the teachers' seat in the Iris area for a delicious dinner. Like Hogwarts, it was a completely free buffet, but the exquisitely presented high-end dishes were said to be limited to students.
There was no limit on the amount of food available at the faculty table, but since this was her first meal with her future mentor, Della didn't want to make a fool of herself, so she chose the usual bread salad and only took an extra plate of theater cake covered in chocolate frosting.
Alonso took all the small dishes. What caught Della's attention was that he took a plate of raw beef slices. Della knew about the existence of some raw meat dishes, but she was not physically willing to try them, so she didn't say much at the dinner table.
They also had some simple exchanges while eating. Alonso introduced other projects in his team in more detail. His team is generally free, and the researchers are doing very diverse research. They only have a unified research direction on large public projects.
This public project was the result of the F Country's Ministry of Magic's desire to create a convenient and fast magical transportation method similar to the airplanes in the Muggle world (flying dragons are expensive and difficult to control, and wizards don't like Muggle things very much), so they approved a large sum of money and worked with the Alchemy Research Institute and the Magical Props Research Institute to develop the airship project.
Before coming here, Della did some background checks on the magic world in Country F and knew that such an alliance would not be easy to achieve.
Two points need to be explained here. Firstly, the French magical world is famous for alchemy. The annual patent royalties can bring a large amount of funds to the Ministry of Magic, so more investment and research are done in this area.
Then, those who study alchemy and those who study magic tools actually dislike each other.
Alchemy is a delicate job, and the products of alchemy are also independent. Alchemists pay more attention to the self-circulation within the products, and take pride in creating self-adjusting and self-innovative works. The production of magic props pays more attention to reproducibility and repairability. Magic props cannot be separated from the wizard's control and regular maintenance, but they are absolutely economical.
The Ministry of Magic of Country F needs both amazing and reassuring alchemical products, and also values the public convenience that magic props can bring. They have invested a lot of money in these two areas, which to a certain extent has fueled the competitive consciousness of the two research institutes.
When it comes to major issues, the two research institutes are able to make clear their minds. Large-scale public transportation projects require a core with strong autonomy and also require cost control. Therefore, they have no objection to the collaboration between the two institutes, and the progress has been relatively smooth so far.
Of course, Della felt that the success of the two research institutes was also due to the fact that the project leader Alonso Weiss was too tolerant.
During the meal, Alonso talked a lot, and sometimes commented on the research of his team members. There was doubt in his tone, but that was all. He seemed to fully respect the research of every student.
After all, this is a magical world. Just because you don’t understand something doesn’t mean it won’t happen.
Della liked this teacher very much. Alonso achieved a delicate balance between looseness and rigor, which meant that Della would be free and receive very good guidance.
Because of this teacher, Della had great expectations for her life in Beauxbatons for the next six months. She went to the female dormitory building in the Lily of the Valley area in a good mood.
After picking up the luggage that she had left with the dormitory manager, Della originally thought she would have to take the stairs, but she discovered that the dormitory building in the Lily of the Valley area was equipped with the magic elevator that she had seen in the Ministry of Magic in Country Y. Well, maybe it was the patented one from Country F that was used.
Beauxbatons seemed to be paying close attention to the technological progress in the Muggle world, and Della thought that was a good thing.
Della found the dormitory door of 422, which was also engraved with lily of the valley. She inserted the key in it and pushed it open. An unexpected little figure came into her sight.
"Quasi!?" Della called out the name of her house-elf in surprise.
Quasi, wearing a white apron, held a small broom and looked at Della. His tennis-ball-sized eyes were filled with moisture. He pursed his lips and dared not speak, as if he was afraid of crying. At this moment, another sharp voice sounded from behind him.
"And Nayla!" A house-elf slightly smaller than Quasi came out, wearing a Hogwarts tea towel and a shiny bow tied on her ear.
"Why are you all here?" Della asked. She squatted down so that her eyes were level with theirs, and then she couldn't help but look at the bow on Nayla's ear that she had never seen before.
"Principal Dumbledore asked me if I would like to take care of you! Of course I do!!" Kwasi screamed in response.
"And I think it's hard for Quasi to do this job alone!" Nayla also shouted loudly, but she touched her bow and turned half of her head away, obviously feeling a little guilty about what she said.
Is this a spy sent by Dumbledore?
Della raised one eyebrow slightly, her eyes subtly slid across the two house-elves in front of her, and a familiar smile rose on her face, "Anyway, I'm really glad to see you--"
"And I'm also very happy that we can start cooking in our small kitchen." A pleasant and gentle voice interrupted.
Della looked in the direction of the voice and her eyes moved upwards. She first saw a pair of long, well-proportioned legs leaning against the side, then the perfect curves wrapped in a fitted nightgown, and finally her eyes fell on the face that perfectly matched this body.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most beautiful person Della has ever seen.
When seeing a beautiful woman, people always unconsciously categorize her beauty, saying she is pure, sexy, or cute. Sometimes they even use some rhetoric to add heat to the beauty, praising her warmth or coolness.
But at this moment, Della, when she saw the graceful body of the person in front of her, she didn't want to say that she was sexy; when she saw the golden hair of the person in front of her, she didn't want to say that she was warm; when she saw the rare amber eyes of the person in front of her, she didn't want to say that she was holy.
It’s simple, the beauty of the person in front of me shatters all the beauty that has been framed.
"Hello, I'm Della Riddle, you can call me Della." After a brief moment of surprise, Della stood up and greeted in fluent French. She smiled and extended her hand to her new roommate.
"Belinda Eleta, you can call me Bell or Belinda," Belinda replied to Della unexpectedly in English. She walked over gracefully and shook Della's hand. "I am a wizard from Country F, but my mother is a wizard from Country Y."
"You speak with an authentic accent," Delach replied in English. She praised Belinda's London accent. As she spoke, the pleasant scent of daffodils made her nose twitch slightly. "I look forward to being your roommate in the future."
"I am also looking forward to it. I like wizards from Country Y very much." Belinda glanced at Della's black hair and black eyes, revealing an elusive smile. "But I want to remind you first that you can always go to the dormitory administrator to ask for a dormitory change. Beauxbatons accepts such applications."
"What?" Della opened her eyes wide and didn't react for a moment.
"My previous roommates all applied for transfers in this way," Belinda frowned slightly, showing some sadness, "They all fell in love with me, but they couldn't get my permanent love no matter what, so they couldn't stand it and left."
Lesbian? lesbo? Die lesben?
The moment she digested Belinda's words, Della, who had been studying languages for several months, first thought of Lace's English, French and German expressions. She looked up at the first non-heterosexual person she met with some surprise, and did not continue with Belinda's words. She only said, "I have a boyfriend."
"Then it seems that you can't get my short-lived love now. Everyone in Beauxbatons knows the three rules of Bellinda in the Lily of the Valley District." Bellinda squinted her eyes and smiled. "First, Bellinda is never forced; second, Bellinda never forces others; third, Bellinda never gets involved in complicated relationships."
"The third rule is not only for me, but also for everyone who wants to pursue me. Being single is the lowest bottom line for love." Belinda said.
"......" The beauty she had just admired now became a problem in Della's eyes. She could only emphasize her words to her narcissistic and wealthy roommate, "I have a boyfriend."
As they talked, Kwasi and Nella unconsciously came together. They held each other's hands and listened to the conversation with wide eyes.