Section 1

Through various tents and crowded crowds, we came to the center of the camp. There were various large tents, mostly magic schools where students were organized to watch the competition. Many of them had exaggerated appearances, and a few of them looked like shrinking Hogwarts Castle.

Among the many tents, the camp of Busbaton is very distinctive - it is a simple and elegant tent. All the tents seem to be made of light blue silk, with vines decorated with various flowers on it, shining with a warm luster in the sun. On a clearing in front of the camp, there are two not-short white marble pillars, and a banner is hung between the exquisite carvings on the top of the columns. The words that are magically imposed slowly float on the water: "Bousbaton Magic Academy". Young men and women students come in and out of the tent from time to time. They wear exquisite costumes with uniform styles, and their words and deeds exudes a unique noble and confident temperament.

"It seems we're here." Sauron said in Furong's ear, and at the same time he waved the slender dragon tail behind him. At this time, Sauron was a very small black dragon, lying lazily on the girl's shoulders. As for Fuberto'er, who had always occupied this position, was sent unfaithfully to inspect the camp by Sauron.

"I said, my dear, do you really want to meet Mrs. Maxim in this way?" the girl held his tail and carried it to herself and said, "I think you do this as a waste of time."

Sauron was quite helpless about the girl's behavior that obviously damaged her image as a Demon Lord. After flapping her wings a few times to protest, she instantly turned into a ball of black fire and dissipated from the girl's hands. Then she returned to her shoulders again and said lazily: "Well, believe me, this is very necessary."

Soren did this out of his concerns. After all, as the principal of one of the three largest magic schools in Europe, she would not be unclear about Soren's identity. From a small perspective, she and Soren represent different magic schools; from a large perspective, they are in different political camps. Before understanding the attitude Maxim held towards him, Soren maintained his usual caution. If she was disgusted or even hostile to him, meeting with her suddenly would cause unnecessary trouble - although Soren himself did not care about the hostility of others, he did not want the girl to be stuck in the middle and make things difficult for him.

However, the girl who had always been smart in the past did not seem to understand Soren's good intentions this time. She glanced at Soren on her shoulder and let out an unknown smile.

In this way, Sauron sat quietly on the girl's shoulders, and as she entered Busbaton's camp, the girl was wearing a wizard robe today, and the clothes were very different from the students around her. When Busbaton's students turned their eyes to the girl, someone soon recognized her.

"Furong, you've arrived." A maroon-haired girl ran over and greeted her affectionately, "How is the holiday, my dear."

"It's pretty good, Jeanna." Furong said with a smile, "How are you doing, you look more charming."

"Oh, forget it." The girl named Jeona said with a little discouraged. "There was training camp all over the holiday. Hell, I should have traveled with my boyfriend instead of staying in school and practicing spell casting endlessly."

Jeanna spoke quickly, which seemed very similar to Hermione to Sauron. She didn't notice Sauron on the girl's shoulder until she complained about her bad holiday life.

"What is this, Furong?" she said in surprise, and she looked at Sauron half nervous and half excitedly, "Is it a dragon, where did you get it?"

"Well, is he?" the girl turned her head and looked at Soren, and said with a playful smile, "My little pet was picked up by the river, and he has been with me since then."

Jeona was surprised after hearing this, but she didn't care too much about the girl's words of unknown meaning. After all, not everyone had a deep understanding and fanatical obsession with Dragon like Hagrid and Charlie. She just stared at Sauron curiously, as if she was considering whether to touch him, but after hesitating for a while, she still didn't reach out.

"Does he have a name?" Jeona looked at the girl, "I mean, what did you call him?"

"I'll call him Soren." said the girl, and she stroked Soren's wings with her hands, but Soren buried his head under his wings with no face and curled up.

"Soren." Jeanna muttered, she was stunned for a moment and whispered: "If I remember correctly, isn't your boyfriend also named Sauren? My dear Furong, you actually gave your pet your boyfriend's name."

"Yes." Furong said with a meaningful smile. She turned her head to look at the black dragon on her shoulder and said in a soft voice: "I guess he won't have any objection."

Heilong ignored her, curled her tail under her wings in anger, and then lay on her shoulder and stopped moving.

The girl didn't talk to Jeanna for long. After all, her main purpose today was to meet Mrs. Maxim. Principal Dezhi was in the center of the camp, in the beautiful tent, so she said goodbye to her friend and walked straight to the tent.

The girl was a little nervous at this time. Even if Sauron didn't use mind reading, he could sense this. When he lay on her shoulder, Sauron clearly felt her breathing was a little confusing. In Sauron's opinion, Madam Maxim was not only the principal of Furong, but also the teacher of the girl, and he always valued her. According to Furong, Maxim devoted so much effort to her was enough to make other students feel jealous. The reason why most people did not show obvious dissatisfaction was because the progress made by the girl was indeed worthy of the cultivation of the principal and even more than that.

The girl respected the principal who cultivated her. She had always been the princess of Boothbaton and was working hard to train herself, using her strength that was enough to respect her peers to win glory for the school and her principal. Until she and Sauron fell in love, she had never refused the training arranged by the principal for any reason, especially before an important event like the Triple Championship.

"Don't worry, my dear." Sauron comforted her considerately, "She will understand you, not to mention that I'm sure your current strength will not disappoint her."

"I hope this is the case." The girl hummed, not seeming to appreciate it. She stood in front of the curtain of the tent with silver vines, and gently tapped with her wand. A gust of wind chimes sounded, and then a female voice came from the curtain: "Please come in."

The space in the tent is amazingly large. When you enter the tent, you will find an office-like room with exquisite decoration and gorgeous decoration. From an aesthetic point of view, even Dumbledore's principal's room in Hogwarts is not as good as this one. The tone of the room is simple and elegant lilac, and the walls are also painted with dark golden patterns like vines. Under the illumination of the beautiful crystal lamps on the roof, it reflects a deep luster. Combined with the other exquisite instruments in the room, it looks like a low-key luxury. Moreover, Sauron can feel the obscure magic fluctuations from those patterns, and it is obvious that these patterns have a special function.

Facing the door was a tall and wide mahogany table. Behind the table, a tall lady was sitting on a chair, looking at Furong quietly with a smile on her face.

"Oh, my dear Furong." She said with a smile, her tone exuded sincere joy and concern, "I am very happy to see you, my good girl."

"Hello, Mrs. Maxim." Furong said politely and affectionately, "I am also very happy to see you."

Mrs. Maxim stood up and walked out from her desk. Her tallness became more obvious. In Sauron's impression, only Hagrid's size could be comparable to her, which convinced him of the news he had received before-Mrs. Maxim had the blood of a giant, just like Hagrid.

She walked to Furong, and kindly pulled the girl to sit on the sofa beside her. Then she snapped her fingers and a coffee table with drinks and snacks appeared in front of the two of them.

"How about it, my good girl, are you having a good holiday?" said Mrs. Maxim happily. "You know, your little sisters have complained a lot about my holiday training."

"The holidays are OK," Furong said, picking up the tea cup on the table and sipped it. The tea leaves, honey and a faint milky smell mixed together, and the pleasant fragrance made her feel happy, and then, she continued, "Although I had been worried about some annoying guy for a long time, the final result was not bad."

"Oh." Mrs. Maxim smiled playfully, and she looked at the girl meaningfully, "Do I say congratulations, girl. You know, I have been telling you that you are participating in the training camp without telling you." Mrs. Maxim paused and asked, "Why, he didn't come with you?"

Now, even though Sauron was slow to react, he realized that there was something wrong. From the attitudes of Furong and Maxim after meeting, Sauron was a little surprised. After all, one was a student and the other was the principal. Even if Maxim valued the girl, their relationship seemed too close. When Sauron heard that Maxim knew that the girl was dating him again and helped her cover up her parents, Sauron knew that the development of things had long exceeded his estimate.

Sure enough, before Sauron could react, he was once again put in front of Maxim by the girl with his tail. The girl smiled in a slightly smug tone: "He is here, but out of some inexplicable concerns, he has to become like this."

Madam Maxim was surprised. She looked at the little black dragon held in the hand of the girl and said in an amazing tone: "It's really amazing skill, worthy of being the youngest demigod in the legend."

Sauron couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the other party knew everything he should know. At the moment, he was the only one who was kept in the dark, so he simply ignited a ball of black fire, then turned into a human form, standing in front of Mrs. Maxim and the girl.

"Hello, Madam Maxim, I am Sauron Porter, I am very happy to see you." Sauron gave a wizarding ceremony and said respectfully. He looked at her, then looked at the girl who was laughing happily, and said with some self-deprecating self-deprecating: "It seems that she is really unreserved of you."

"Haha, why? The little girl didn't tell you about my relationship with her." Mrs. Maxim said gently.

Sauron shook his head with a wry smile, which made the girl beside him laugh even happier.

"I just say that your worries are unnecessary." The girl said proudly, "Although few people know, this is absolutely true-" She held Mrs. Maxim's arm affectionately and said word by word, "Mrs. Maxim, she is my parents' close friend and my sister's godmother."

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Chapter completed!