"What's that?"

"It's a mast, it's a big ship!"

In front of everyone, slowly, in extraordinary grandeur, the great ship rose out of the water, shining in the moonlight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It looked eerie, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a freshly salvaged shipwreck.

The portholes shimmered with a dim, foggy green glow that looked like ghostly eyes.

Finally, with a screeching sound of splashing water, the big ship came out completely.

It bounced on the undulating waters and began to head towards the shore of the lake.

A moment later, only a thud was heard, and an iron anchor was thrown into the shallow water.

Then, with another snap, a plank was placed on the shore of the lake.

The people on the boat are coming ashore and can be seen silhouettes as they pass by the porthole lights.

It's really surprising, I didn't expect Durmstrang to have such a baby.

Evan could feel the powerful magical power of the ship, as well as the whimsical craftsmanship of the craft.

The ship is magically enchanted, and wherever there is water, it can be reached.

Evan also found a lot of traces of dark magic in it, which really fit Durmstrang's style.

"Look at those people, they're so tall!"

Hearing Dennis's exclamation, Aven's gaze shifted from the exaggerated bow image to the figure coming ashore.

They were Durmstrang students, and they were about the same frame as Crabbe and Goyle.

As they drew closer, along the lawn and into the foyer's light, they realized that they were all wearing a kind of fur cloak, the fur on which was tangled.

However, the man who led them to the castle was dressed in a different kind of fur: silvery-white, soft and smooth, much like his hair.

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

"Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff. Dumbledore replied.

Karkaroff's voice was mellow and sweet, which made people sound like this guy was very cunning.

When he stepped into the light coming from the main entrance of the castle, they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short, and his thin chin was not completely covered by a curly goatee at the end.

He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"Dear old fellow, dear Hogwarts!" he said with a smile as he looked up at the castle, "I haven't been back here in years, and it's nice to be here, it's so good!"

He smiled exaggeratedly, and everyone could see that his teeth were yellow.

Despite the smile on his face, there was no smile in Karkaroff's eyes, he was still cold and sharp.

"Alright, Victor, come here, warm up, don't you mind, Dumbled......ore?

Karkaroff waved his hand and motioned for one of his students to step forward.

As the boy walked by, Evan saw the striking hooked nose and two thick, dark eyebrows.

Without being reminded, he recognized the figure, it was Krum!

He still looked as gloomy as before, a little sickly, and he was really not in good shape.

Ignoring the commotion and shouts of the crowd, he followed Karkaroff into the castle.

"Oh my God, it's Krum, I can't believe it!" Ron said in a tone of great shock.

At this time, five minutes had passed since Durmstrang's arrival, and the Hogwarts students were following Durmstrom's delegation, excluding the stone steps.

"It's Krum, Victor Krum, he's at Hogwarts!" Ron continued.

"For God's sake, Ron, he's just a Quidditch player. Hermione said unhappily.

"Just a Quidditch player?!" Ron looked at her stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Hermione, he's one of the best Seekers in the world, and he saved us last time in the World Cup." ”

"I know everybody appreciates him, but that's not a reason to talk about him and repeat it over and over again for five minutes. ”

After seeing Krum, there were only a few people like Hermione who remained calm.

As the Durmstrang students walked through the foyer and toward the Great Hall again with the rest of the Hogwarts students, a crowd of people squeezed forward, and Lee Jordan was tiptoeing up and down to get a better view of Krum's back.

A couple of sixth-graders were rummaging in their pockets like crazy as they walked.

"Alas, I can't believe I don't have a quill!"

"You say, will he sign my hat with lipstick?"

"It's ridiculous!" Hermione said haughtily.

She frowned at everyone and walked past the girls who were arguing over a lipstick.

"If possible, I'm going to get a signed photo of him. Ron said, "Which of you has a quill?"

"No, it's all in my bag upstairs. Harry said.

"I've got it here!" Evan pulled a pen and paper from his bag and handed it to Ron.

"Thanks, I'll come as soon as I go, you guys go in first and wait for me!" Ron said excitedly.

He, like the girls, rushed towards the Durmstrang crowd.

"He's crazy, we saw that guy last time. ”

It's amazing how much Ron adores Krum to the point where it can't be overstated.

Aven, Harry, Hermione, Colin, and Ginny walked into the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table.

There was still a mess at the door, as Krum and his Durmstrang alumni were still there.

They didn't seem to know where to sit, and they were dealing with the mess of young wizards waiting for Krum's autograph.

Beauxbatons' classmates, who had entered earlier, had already chosen their seats at the Ravenclaw table, and when they sat down, they looked around the auditorium with sullen expressions on their faces, and the three girls still wrapped their heads tightly in scarves and headscarves.

Among them is Fleur, who doesn't seem particularly happy with Hogwarts architecture.

Compared to Beauxbatons' lavish architecture, Hogwarts is too rough.

Fleur looked around, glanced at Aven, and turned her head haughtily.

Gabrielle had spoken to her for a few words, and then hurried over, ignoring the astonished stares of the others around her.

"Hello, Aven!" said Gabrielle with a smile, naturally sitting down in the empty seat beside Aven.

"Hello, Gabrielle!" said Aven, introducing several others to each other. (To be continued.) )