From the first grade to the seventh grade, almost all Beauxbatons students looked intently at the podium.

No one noticed that in the last row of the fifth grade, there was suddenly one more person.

Jon casually lifted the illusion spell and stood there...... Like the other "classmates", they stared intently at Madame Maxim on the rostrum.

Seeing that everyone had entered the auditorium, Madame Maxim, the headmaster, nodded solemnly and sat down.

As she took her seat, the rest of the standing teachers sat down in turn.

Then came the students, waiting for all the teachers to take their seats...... They sat in their places in almost the same motion.

Fortunately, Jon reacted quickly, and after seeing a series of students sitting down in front of him, he quickly sat down at the long table as well.

The long-haired Beauxbatons girl in front of him had just turned around and looked at him in shock...... She didn't expect that there would suddenly be an extra person behind her.

"Confundo!"

Jon held out a hand and whispered.

The girl's gaze kept for a moment, stunned, and then turned away as if nothing had happened.

Jon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was lucky this time, and the wandless spell was quite successful...... After being caught in a confusion spell, the girl seemed to have come to terms with the fact that she wasn't the last person on the group.

Even when everyone was seated, the whole hall was silent, and Jon followed the example of the other Beauxbatons students, wiped the dishes, and sat down in his seat in a dignified manner.

"Very well!" Madame Maxim's voice came from the distant rostrum: "Let the feast begin, then!"

I heard a clapping of my hands, and then on the long table in front of me, empty gold plates and basins appeared, and after a few seconds, all kinds of food appeared.

......

As Fleur Delacour thought at Hogwarts, Beauxbatons is indeed superior to Hogwarts in terms of the quality of the food.

After all, it's almost a fact that the British are not good at cooking, and the same is true of the house-elves in the UK.

The French, on the contrary, are no less particular about eating than the Chinese.

As with Hogwarts, the plates were suddenly piled high with food...... However, at Hogwarts, Jon had never seen such a sumptuous dish, and it was placed in front of them in a variety of ways:

Burgundy baked snails, French pan-fried foie gras, lobster, frog legs, cheese, roast suckling pig, roast lamb saddle, bloody duck, cream fish, Provencal fish soup, Strasbourg's custard cake and much more.

There's even a lot of weird stuff that Jon can't even name.

After the banquet began, the restrained, or rather solemn, atmosphere in the auditorium eased a lot.

Madame Maxime no longer maintained order in the auditorium, and she was bent over, gracefully toasting to another governess. The students were also eating, and the sound of "chirping" was heard.

However, the atmosphere was nowhere near as lively as it had been at Hogwarts.

Jon was unceremonious, taking a little of everything from his plate and munching on it...... The taste is not bad, too!

"I don't think I've seen you before?" the girl sitting to his left asked, leaning over and curious.

"Yes...... Freshman ......" Jon explained simply, "Just transferred from Durmstrang." ”

Durmstrang's students couldn't stand the atmosphere there, and transferring to Beauxbatons was a fairly common thing, and this didn't surprise the girl too much, she turned around and began to whisper to her friend on the other side.

Some lonely banquets gradually came to an end.

By the time almost everyone had their bellies open and filled, the leftovers disappeared from the plate in favor of a variety of sweets: a weird, raw custard or a plate of rose-shaped pastries, for example......

Jon thought Albus Dumbledore must have liked this.

Many people began to chat happily with their friends and enjoy desserts.

At the same time, there was no "set" time for the banquet, and a small number of well-fed students got up and left the auditorium...... Even on the podium, Jon saw Madame Maxime's huge figure, and disappeared.

"Looks like it's time to go to the Headmaster's Office?" Jon thought to himself.

He gently patted the girl next to him on the shoulder and asked, "Please ask, where is the principal's office...... I have something to do and want to go to Madame Maxim. ”

"On the seventh floor of the castle, opposite the painting 'Knights at the Burning'. The other party replied.

"Okay, thanks. Jon chose to get up and leave the long table.

......

The noisy auditorium was getting farther and farther away from him, and Jon walked somewhat cautiously inside Beauxbatons' castle.

There were hardly any people around, after all, only a few students had finished dinner, and most of them chose to go back to the lounge.

The torch illuminates the marble floor, which is slightly eerie...... From time to time, a ghost will emerge from the walls, which will scare you even more.

Unlike Hogwarts, however, the stairs don't change over time to get you lost...... That's good news.

The seventh floor of the castle, that is, the top floor, so Jon slightly wanted to complain: "Do you headmasters like to live on the top of the castle?"

"Knights at the stake, knights at the stake, knights at the stake,......" Jon muttered to himself, looking at each of the paintings in the hallway.

I have to say that they are all very delicate works of art.

The emperor standing in the snow...... Citizens who died in the bathtub...... Monastery in the midst of fire...... Bloodstained guillotine...... The pensive alchemist......

When Jon saw an oil painting of a "hunchbacked man ringing a bell", the ugly man with a hunchback turned around and snorted roughly, "What are you looking at?"

"Well, I'm sorry......" Jon hurriedly asked, "Do you know where a painting of 'Lady Knight in the Flames' is?"

"Go one hundred and ten steps to the left, turn right and walk another twenty-six steps. The other replied without thinking, and then continued to ring the bell.

The loud sound of "bang" made Jon's scalp tingle a little when he heard it.

"Okay, thank you!" Jon shouted, not knowing if he heard or not, he was still ringing the bell.

Then, he hurriedly followed the words of the hunchbacked man just now.

Go one hundred and ten steps, then turn right -

"Twenty-four...... Twenty-five...... Twenty-six ......"

Jon, who stopped, looked up and saw the oil painting—