Three missing one is a very anxious thing, but fortunately, the last school, Durmstrang, did not make people wait too long.

To be honest, Alan personally doesn't understand too much why a group of their sub-dark wizards happily came to the territory of the first white wizard Dumbledore to farm copies - even if they can't be wiped out due to international public opinion, aren't they scared under the noses of a gang of dark wizards?

Still, no matter what Alan thought, there they were—a skeletal ship emerged from the bottom, dropped its heavy anchor, and landed a thick plank on the shore.

At this moment, the silhouette of the light from the porthole in the cabin began to move, and with the creaking of wooden planks, a group of wizards descended from the ship in an orderly procession—it was only October, and their group was already dressed in thick fur cloaks, which reflected their incomparably large figures.

Among the crowd, the wizard in the lead stood out the most—his cloak was completely different from the mess of the other students, silvery white and supple, and it looked gorgeous in the moonlight, which made Alan suddenly think about how many Galleons he could get from selling the cloak second-hand.

Shaking his head fiercely, Alan shook the aftermath of packing his pockets some time ago and freeing up a pile of precious materials for money - he used to be legal loot, but now he can't.

"Dumbledore!" cried the man enthusiastically as he walked up the slope, "how are you, my dear old fellow?"

It's so sweet that you want to vomit - that's the only thing Allen has to say about this guy.

Considering that Karkaroff was still a former Death Eater, Alan couldn't help but feel deeply worried about Voldemort's taste - how unstrict is this to accept such a diaphragmatic guy as his subordinate?

Not knowing if Dumbledore held back or was accustomed to this, he shook hands with the silver-haired man and responded, "Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." ”

Karkaroff shook hands and looked at Hogwarts, "Dear old fellow Hogwarts," he said with a smile as he looked up at the castle and said, "It's good to be here, it's good to be here—Thea, Wickdor, come here, warm up! Don't you mind, Dumbledore? It's so cold—"

The professor spoke very enthusiastically, but his eyes did not give a corresponding feeling at all.

The two students who were shouted by him stepped forward, one Alan was very familiar, with thick eyebrows and hooked nose, it was the Krum he had seen before, and the other girl who was called up, but for some reason gave Alan a rather familiar feeling.

But he could swear that he had never heard of the name Thea, and he didn't even remember it - but it wasn't a big deal, and there were so many contestants, how could he remember them all?

With Krum's appearance, there was a slight sensation, but it soon calmed down.

After all, Harry, who defeated Krum in this year's World Cup, eats with them every day, and a Harry's subordinate is defeated, although he has a high reputation before, but it seems to be like that?

Karkaroff's expression stiffened slightly, though not noticeably - but he quickly erased it with a smile and began to talk to Dumbledore.

However, his eyes began to wander around the entire Hogwarts student crowd, apparently looking for something - fortunately, because of Krum's appearance, many people had already exposed the treasure that the professor was looking for.

In the midst of everyone's gaze, he easily found Harry, then identified the scar, and then, Karkaroff said to Dumbledore with an expression of inadvertently discovering something.

"Oh, I seem to see a student - Dumbledore, can I get Harry to come over?"

"Of course, Professor Karkaroff—Harry, come here. Dumbledore called Harry over - Alan could clearly see Harry coming out of the crowd of fourth-year students in a daze.

At this moment, Alan suddenly heard some rather interesting conversations.

"You said I'd go to Krum and ask for an autograph, would he agree?"

"Isn't Harry over there—what are you doing with Krum?"

"Dumbledore won't let him be disturbed at will—but you said that if I took this opportunity to ask for Krum's autograph and pretended to ask Harry for a copy casually, Harry wouldn't have refused, right?"

"That's going to have to be a little faster—if they're too far away, I'm afraid they'll be stopped by the prefect again, what's the use of Krum's signature alone!"

"Which of you has a signature pen, and if I wear lipstick, will Harry sign it on my hat?"

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I don't know why, Alan suddenly remembered the genius Zhongshan Yue Lun - since he played a game, he has been completely famous in reverse...

Anyway, Harry, who didn't know how many girls planned to do so, was in a fairly stable mood at the moment - after all, Dumbledore was the main one talking, and the distance from here to the Great Hall was really limited.

Seriously, the girls were in good spirits, and what they were most afraid of was what happened to Ron's side - because at the moment Ron was excitedly bragging about Harry's battle with the people around him, and said that he could help those people get Harry's autograph.

Harry would have slept a few hours late today—he had to take the autograph.

While complaining, Alan strode into the auditorium, ready to have dinner - he had waited too long for the three school people, and he was a little hungry from staring at Peeves in the afternoon, and now he felt that he could kill a whole roast chicken.

Anne took advantage of the crowd to say hello to Alan, and then returned to the Slytherin side, and on Alan's side, the tease was still standing on the side, completely unaware that he was a guest, probably because he felt that it was more appetizing for Alan to be a wizard who did not interrupt his speech, so he sat down directly on the chair next to Allen, and began to exchange knowledge of drafting pharmacy.

Well, it's good if you're happy - Alan silently endured it, imagining the other party as the advertising content in front of the video, and he could get through it and start the meal.

But it's a pity that this advertiser is not only not elite, but also a member-level advertisement.

Because just as Alan was trying to ignore him, Allen and their dean came over - the professor looked at the exchange with a smile and looked quite happy.

"I was thinking about introducing you, but I didn't expect you to know each other so early, and it looks like you're getting along well, Rowan. ”

Dear Dean, I can't go back to the greenhouse to work overtime?

Where did you see that the other person was communicating well with us?

"Didn't we have an exchange program with Brazil before? Rowan spent three months at Hogwarts in his first year, and he had a very high talent for herbalism - you didn't know it at the time, he had a good relationship with our Hufflepuff students at the time, and I was thinking about when I would see this little ghost again, but I didn't expect him to come over this time - you guys get along, I'll go to the teacher's chair first. ”

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It's hopeless, it's completely hopeless, the professor didn't even find out this guy's funny nature!

Alan fell into deep despair, expecting someone to save him.

——

Maybe someone heard Alan's prayer, anyway, after forcibly sealing his hearing and putting on an expression of grace, good and good, Alan suddenly felt that someone was approaching.

Because his hearing was sealed by himself, Alan didn't know what the other party was talking about for a while, but the only thing that could be confirmed was that after the exchange took place next to him, the comic self-acquaintance Rowan classmate magically gave up a vacant seat and let the visitor sit down.

Don't laugh, don't laugh - Alan kept his face on his face, trying not to let himself look to the side, for fear that his actions would make the comic student feel that his actions were a hindrance to the act of giving up his seat, so he continued to stay next to the donkey.

Thinking of this possibility, Alan couldn't help but maintain his face and body at a fixed angle to ensure that he would never mislead his actions.

What could he do?

He's desperate too!

The other party had been to Hogwarts before, met the professor and seventh grade classmates, and had been an exchange student to get to know each other, so what else could Alan do but hide?

If the language is offensive or the action is conflicting or something, Alan can turn his face in minutes, but people like to pester and ask funny questions, can he still hit people directly?

Confirming that the swap was over, Alan quietly canceled the spell and waited for the person sitting down to communicate a little before blending in.

However, to his surprise, the other party didn't say a word!

It's amazing!

But Alan didn't have the intention of provoking the conversation - that Rowan was on the side, and if he took it, he would be able to do it.

Fortunately, that Rowan self-acquaintance was not aimed at Allen, and just a few minutes later, he began to chat with his classmates next to him, chatting happily.

Alan was a little relieved when he saw this, and then he boldly looked at the person next to him.

At this moment, the other party had taken off the school cloak - there was no doubt that she was a student of Durmstrang.

To be precise, the other party's name Alan also knows, his name is Thea, and she is the girl who made him feel very familiar before.

However, at this moment, the other party had a cold expression, and the meaning of not approaching people was directly placed on his face, and his aura was so strong that the self-acquainted Luo Wen classmate deliberately didn't dare to look at this side when he was in Kan Dashan.

No wonder I agreed to give up my seat so readily - it turned out that I was scared.

Alan sneered as he began to wonder why the other party chose to sit down on his side - do you know?

After thinking about it, he threw the idea out - just an international joke, he had never been to Germany, where did he know him?

The only thing I can get in touch with is the World Cup not long ago, but if I have seen it so closely, Alan will have more or less an impression, where it will just feel familiar like now.

Could it be that he was bold enough to ask: "Eh, girl, you look a little familiar, especially like someone I know—"

If such an old-fashioned pick-up method is used, it is estimated that Alan will not have to be the next day, that is, he will be laughed to death by a group of Hufflepuff classmates tonight - you know, although this cold girl has a look of no one close, she is the most beautiful of the three girls from Durmstrang over there, and she is the character who was called out with Krum before, I don't know how many students are staring curiously!

Since the other party didn't speak, Alan naturally didn't communicate happily - after all, he had been quarreled all the way by that tease before, and he especially wanted to be quiet at the moment.

But the brief silence didn't last long.

After all the students had entered the auditorium and taken their seats at the tables of their respective colleges, the faculty and staff all came in, and they walked to the guest of honor and sat down.

The last to sit down were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, Professor Jock, and Madame Maxim. It is worth mentioning that the students of Beauxbatons quickly stood up as soon as they saw their headmaster appear. Several of the Hogwarts students couldn't help but laugh at this inhibition - but Beauxbatons' delegates were not at all embarrassed, and they didn't sit down again until Lady Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left-hand side. Dumbledore stood still, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests," Dumbledore said, smiling at the foreign students, "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here. ”

A Beauxbatons girl, still wrapped her head tightly in a scarf, let out a sneer that was undoubtedly sarcastic—it was clear that they were the most unfriendly of all this time.

The German wizarding world was damaged by its strength when a generation of Dark Lords appeared, and Britain made trouble again because of Voldemort, if it weren't for Dumbledore's ability to suppress the scene, the French side would have made trouble a long time ago - this is Allen's own idea, but it should be about the same - as for the gang of teasing in Brazil, Alan himself thinks that Dumbledore took the opportunity to bring in the welfare of his own people, anyway, the foreigners in a restaurant, they treat themselves the most as guests.

"The tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet. Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as if they were in your own home!"

It's finally time to eat!

Allen's heart was full of joy at the moment.

The plates in front of them were piled up with food as usual—many of them were obviously classic foreign dishes, and although there was no Chinese food, the house-elves in the kitchen had clearly done everything they could.

Alan stretched out his fork toward a roasted golden potato, ready to serve the seasoned creature as his first meal.

However, just as his hand was about to approach, with a flash of bright red, a man in a red magic robe snatched the food he had sighted of in his hand—the one next to him.

How to drop - want to stir up trouble?

Alan raised an eyebrow, and finally held back - the visitor was a guest, let her once.

He turned to another potato, however, this time the other man cut off his beard faster - hey, too much!

Forget it, bear with it!

However, just as he thought so and changed the dish, a bright red reappeared.

Hey, it's too much!