Chapter 312 Draco seems to be interested in Amanta
Just as they were wandering aimlessly among the crowd of strangers, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.
"Hey! Harry! Amanta! Draco!"
The three of them looked back.
It was Cedric, Neville and Luna, who were also wandering around the camp with their families.
Neville waved excitedly, "I didn't expect to see you guys here!"
Harry went forward in surprise: "Neville? You're here too?"
"Of course! I didn't expect to meet you among so many people!" Neville waved the Irish team scarf in his hand excitedly.
"Do you support the Irish team?" Draco raised his eyebrows, his tone subtle.
Cedric smiled, "Draco, you support the Irish team too?"
Draco raised his chin haughtily.
"No, I'm just here to watch the game. What team should I be on? Stupid."
As he spoke, he subconsciously adjusted the green and silver Ireland badge pinned on his chest.
Harry and Amanta looked at each other meaningfully.
Harry suppressed a laugh and said, "Yeah, Draco is just here to watch the game."
Luna still had her signature confused smile on her face. Today, she was wearing a strange hat with what seemed to be a long feather stuck in it. When she got closer, she discovered that the feather was actually shaking slightly.
"What is this?" Harry asked curiously.
"They are feathers of the Quetzalcoatl." Luna said thoughtfully, "They like to chase clouds in the sky. It is said that wearing them can make your mind clearer."
Harry's eyes widened in curiosity. "Is this true, or is it just what your father's Quibbler magazine said?"
Luna tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, "Guess?"
After walking around, they finally came to a row of makeshift stalls.
There was a wide variety of Quidditch-related souvenirs, and the crowd was bustling, everyone was shopping frantically.
"I'm hungry." Harry touched his stomach, "Shall we go buy something to eat first?"
"Didn't you just have dinner?" Draco held his forehead.
"You don't understand." Harry said seriously, "A foodie's stomach is unlimited."
Amanta couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I don't have anything to do today anyway."
Harry rushed into the snack stand and started shopping frantically. Seeing this, Luna and Neville followed him and started eating, shopping, eating, shopping, eating, shopping, eating...
“…They are really hopeless.”
Draco stood by, looking disdainfully at Harry, Neville, and Luna as they carried their arms around pumpkin pies, butterbeer, and fried wizard candy.
Cedric stood aside and shook his head helplessly.
Amanta found a place to sit down, and while Harry and the others were still there, she took out a book on ancient magic from the Sage's Ring and started reading it.
Her blonde hair fell down, and she had to lift it up a few times.
Draco had come up behind her at some point, lifted her hair, and seemed to have used a hairpin to secure her hair.
Amanta turned her head unexpectedly, and Draco quickly and awkwardly looked away.
"...My hair is too long and it gets in the way," he said.
Amanta was slightly stunned. He tilted his head and looked into the distance, and his earlobe with a blush against his fair complexion just happened to be exposed in front of her.
"Thank you, Draco."
"Thank you for what? I..."
Draco wanted to say something, but Harry was already waving at them from a distance, carrying a large bag of food, and shouted -
"Come on! I want to eat!"
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After a good night's sleep, Amanta stretched lazily, sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
The Malfoy family's tent is as big as a villa.
Everyone has a separate room and bathroom, and even the warm water bath has the temperature automatically controlled by magic. It is the ultimate in luxury.
She changed into a simple house dress, pushed open the door, and saw Draco in a dressing gown, his hair still meticulously smooth, leaning on the sofa, impatiently flipping through a wizard daily.
Harry, wearing his usual short-sleeved shirt and pajamas, grabbed a piece of butter cookie and sat there leisurely eating it.
"You two got up so early." Amanta yawned and walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Draco just woke up five minutes ago," Harry mumbled as he munched on a biscuit, "but he's one of those people who has a perfect hair style even when he's just woken up."
"Of course." Draco snorted, put down the newspaper, and glanced at Harry. "You are the one who woke up like you were hit by a tornado."
“This is called natural beauty.”
Harry retorted unconvincedly and scratched his messy hair, which only made it more tangled.
Amanta smiled helplessly and was about to continue chatting with them when Narcissa's voice came from upstairs: "Children, come down and try on the dresses. I will help you put them together."
Narcissa had already prepared suitable dresses for each of them.
When Amanta walked into the dressing room, she saw a row of gorgeous clothes suspended in mid-air, each of which looked... humble yet expensive.
"This is what you will wear tonight." Narcissa said with a smile, walked to Amanta, and gently picked up a black dress with tiny silver snowflake diamonds on the hem. "This one suits you very well."
Amanta took the clothes and walked to the mirror to change them.
The black dress brings out her fair skin, with smooth and elegant lines, not exaggerated, but just right to show her usual calm temperament.
She lowered her head and touched the hem of her skirt, feeling a little shy.
But I have to admit that this is indeed a very beautiful dress that suits her well.
Harry had been pressed into a chair outside by Narcissa. His hair had been forcibly tidied up by magic to make it look a little smoother, and he had changed into a camel-colored casual suit, which looked surprisingly suitable for him.
As for Draco, he was still wearing a black suit with a scarf of the same color, and a silver brooch on the side of his chest, looking exquisite and rigorous.
Amanta looked at Draco's reflection in the mirror.
As he grew older, his facial features lost their original childishness, his sharp eyebrows and eyes became more visible, and he was so handsome that people could not take their eyes off him.
“…What are you looking at?”
Draco noticed her gaze and looked away slightly, the tips of his ears turning slightly red.
Amanta subconsciously denied: "Nothing, I just think your outfit is quite pleasing to the eye."
"nonsense."
Draco snorted, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth a little.
Narcissa watched their every move from the side with a smile on her face.
She nodded with satisfaction when the three were ready. As they were leaving, she quietly pulled Lucius aside and whispered, "Dear, have you noticed that Draco seems to be interested in Amanta..."
Lucius raised an eyebrow, watching their departing backs, tapping his cane thoughtfully.
"……Um."