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"Dumbledore," Lady Maxim said in a deep voice, "I wish you all the best. ”

"Very good, thank you. Dumbledore said.

"My students. Madame Maxim said, waving a huge hand nonchalantly behind her.

By this time about twelve or thirteen schoolboys and girls had disembarked from the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxim. Judging from their appearance, they are all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they are all trembling slightly. This is not surprising, since the robes on their bodies seem to be made of fine silk, and none of them wore cloaks. A few of the students wrapped their heads in scarves or headscarves, and a few of them showed their faces, also with a look of vigilance.

Malfoy suddenly felt himself locked in by a gaze, his instincts now quite sensitive, allowing him to sense some "hostile" moves.

Then Malfoy looked in that direction, and saw a tall girl, staring intently in his direction.

Even though her face was hidden under the hijab, Malfoy could guess who she was.

"Big brother!" Gabelle behind Fleur was holding one hand tightly with her sister at this time, and the other hand was briskly untied the scarf around her neck, and waved her little hand desperately in the direction of Malfoy, her bright eyes were full of excitement, and she shouted silently with her mouth.

Then it seemed that Fleur glared at her fiercely, and Gabrielle lowered her head aggrievedly.

"Don't show him any more courtesy! Don't talk to him. Fleur gently pinched Gabrielle's white and tender little face, and said word by word.

"Then you don't allow it. Gabrielle muttered quietly.

"I'm a sister, you're a sister, you have to listen to me, you know?" Fleur put on her sister's majesty, but Gabrielle didn't seem to eat it.

"Obviously, I stare at the photos he printed in the newspaper from time to time at home, and I am embarrassed to say that I am. Gabrielle made a quirky grimace at Fleur and stuck her tongue out at her.

"I was trying to remember what the enemy looked like. Fleur said with some confidence, no one could see the expression under her turban, but they could guess.

"Is Karkaroff here?" asked Madame Maxim, telling Sister Fleur to stop the little "quarrel." Beauxbatons, in fact, was a strictly regulated school, and they held Madame Maxim in such high esteem that they both stopped at once.

"He'll come anytime. Dumbledore said, "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or would you rather go in and get warm?"

"Let's warm up. "But the horses—" said Madame Maxime.

"Our Conservation Magical Creatures teacher will be happy to take care of them. Dumbledore said with a smile.

Professor Grapeland immediately stepped forward and said, "We have prepared the finest single malt whisky. "The governess seems to be at ease with all of this.

"Come on. Madame Maxim said majestically to her students. The Hogwarts crowd dodged a passageway for her and her students to walk up the stone steps into the Great Hall.

The tall figure paused for a moment in front of Malfoy, and the pair of bright eyes under the turban looked at him deeply, and then walked in without looking back.

In comparison, the way the Durmstrang delegation appeared was even more bizarre, and the students of Hogwarts were a little shivering, and there was a little silence for a while, except for the sound of Lady Maxim's giant horse snorting and stomping hooves. That's when --

A loud, strange sound wafted towards them from the darkness: a pent-up rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along the riverbed......

"In the lake!" shouted Lee Jordan, pointing to the lake, "Look at the lake!"

Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the site, they could clearly see the calm, black water, but it suddenly became no longer calm. There was a commotion in the middle of the lake, with a huge splash on the surface and waves crashing against the damp shore - and then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug had suddenly been pulled out of the bottom of the lake......

A long, black rod-like thing slowly rose from the whirlpool...... Sail.

Slowly, and in extraordinary style, the great ship rose out of the water, glittering in the moonlight. It looked eerie, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a freshly salvaged shipwreck, and the portholes shimmered with a dim, foggy glimmer that looked like ghostly eyes. Finally, with a faint splashing of water, the big boat came out completely, tossed on the undulating water, and began to sail towards the shore. A moment later they heard a thud, an iron anchor thrown into the shallow water, and then another snap, and a plank was placed on the shore of the lake.

The people on the boat were coming ashore, and the students on the shore could clearly see their silhouettes as they passed the porthole lights.

They were all tall and wore a kind of fur cloak with unkempt fur on it. But the man who led them to the castle wore 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.

In any case, those present would not have imagined that the three principals of the school of witchcraft and wizardry had already met a long time ago, that Karkaroff had reached a consensus under Dumbledore's pressure and for the safety of his own life, and that Lady Maxim was well aware of the righteousness and supported Dumbledore's work.

Some people can tell his essence by his face, Karkaroff is one of them, he is tall and thin like Dumbledore, and his small curly goatee looks funny, but the gloom and viciousness in his eyes indicate that he is not good at stubble.

Malfoy looked at the middle-aged man carefully, he was also exonerating, his methods were much inferior to his father Lucius, although they were also escaping responsibility, Karkaroff chose a way that caused the most trouble.

He betrayed his comrades, and there were many jokes in court at the time, because most of the Death Eaters he confessed to in court had already been caught, or died in battle, but, for some reason, he was exonerated anyway.

He and Ludo Bagman were in the original trajectory, and they perfectly attracted Dumbledore's attention, and people with previous convictions could not always be so trusted.

It's just that Dumbledore can't imagine that the Mad-Eye Moody, who he specially invited to spy on suspicious people, is an out-and-out fake.

"My student seems to have a bit of a cold, don't you mind if we go in and warm up now, right?" Karkaroff looked at the Hogwarts castle with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Durmstrang students followed Karkaroff closely into the auditorium, and a young man with a striking hooked nose and two thick, dark eyebrows attracted almost everyone's attention

"Look! That's Krum! Viktor Krum!"

A student tried to scream, but was covered by the student behind him.

Although the Bulgarian team lost in the Quidditch World Cup, Krum still attracted countless fans when he showed his skills in the game, or his fan base has always been quite large.

"This is one of the best Seekers in the world!" Ron enthused.

Hermione shook her head helplessly, she was now quite difficult to accept the actions of the senior girl in front of her.

They were arguing, scrambling over a lipstick, hoping to get Krum to sign their hats.

The "non-professional" commentator, Lee Jordan, jumped up and down on tiptoe, trying to see Krum's back more clearly.

After Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely, he reluctantly restrained a little, but whispering was still inevitable.