Potions class ended half an hour early that afternoon. Ignoring Snape's ugly face, everyone hurried back to the dormitory, put down their school bags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and then quickly rushed down the stairs to the foyer to line up under the direction of the head of the college.

What is Triwizard Tournament? It's a friendly tournament. It is premised on friendship and takes competition as the stage. Show the beauty of the abilities, will, skill and wisdom of the participating wizards. In this competition, every participant is a champion. Have the courage to challenge your own limits, surpass yourself, and realize your own value. At the same time, it also provides a platform for all wizards to communicate and work towards the peace and prosperity of the wizarding world.

All of the above are official articles in the Daily Prophet. The real purpose of the competition is to defeat other opponents and win glory for their schools. In short, victory comes first, and as for friendship, hehe. At least Ryan feels that cheating has become a traditional game, and friendship is incidental at best.

After counting the numbers and having the students tidy up, Professor McGonagall asked everyone to line up in the open space in front of the castle. The Scottish Highlands were already quite cool at the end of October, but the curiosity of the guests made us ignore the slightly colder weather for a while.

When it was dark, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row, shouted—"Ah, if I'm not mistaken, Beauxbatons' representatives have arrived!"

Ryan soon saw a behemoth flying towards the castle from above the Forbidden Forest, just as Mr. Weasley had said in the camp before the Quidditch World Cup final: "It's always like this – whenever we get together, we can't help but show off......"

This is true not only of the wizards themselves, but also of the magic schools. Just like ordinary people who haven't seen each other for a long time will compare how well they mix, wizarding schools are not exempt from vulgarity. Different from the oriental subtlety, each participating school in the Triwizard Tournament directly took out what it could show off to show off its school heritage to other schools. For example, the alchemy banners that Ryan saw in the hall were part of it.

Beauxbatons were not immune, too, because Beauxbatons in the sky had put on their show: a carriage that could be called absolutely luxurious.

The huge, great, powder-blue carriage was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew through it, all silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.

From the eyes of Ryan Alchemist, the carriage is actually a whole alchemy product, with its own flying and space compression functions. When he switched his vision to the magical version of Hawkeye's vision, he could see a large amount of magical aura shining on the carriage. This suggests that the carriage is likely to have powerful magical attacks and defenses out of sight. On top of that, the magical aura on the side of the carriage forms the letter N.F, which is the initials of Nicolamet.

But think about it, Beauxbatons had a close relationship with the great alchemist Nicolamay. Then it is normal for this alchemist to make a carriage for the school.

However, compared to the carriage, what really reflects the essence of Beauxbatons is the horse that pulls the cart. Not to mention how Beauxbatons managed to find a dozen of these extremely rare silver-maned horses, just think about the size of an elephant and just drink pure malt whisky to know how expensive it is to raise these guys. And unlike a one-time investment in the carriage, these horses have always had to burn money.

Ryan looked at these things and felt like he had eaten a lemon, after all, even if he had opened the way to several worlds, the resources at hand still couldn't afford to allocate this set of things. Of course, Ryan also knows that this is a school for hundreds of years, and it is completely different from an upstart like him-

The carriage flew lower and lower, and at last the horses' hooves with a loud thud were steadily pressed to the ground, causing a commotion - in this kung fu, a little boy jumped down from the carriage nimbly, pressed his fingers on the bottom of the carriage, and as a golden ladder was conjured, the little fellow jumped straight back, and then saluted respectfully.

As soon as the door opened, a huge woman stepped out of the carriage, and Ryan immediately remembered that it was Madame Maxim, the half-giant, though she absolutely did not admit it.

Of course, Ryan can understand. After all, even in a place like France, where wizards with mixed blood with other creatures are more tolerant, having the blood of an evil and stupid giant is still not acceptable to the public.

After a few pleasantries, Lady Maxime and her students were invited into the school's auditorium to warm up, leaving only a group of Hogwarts landlords to wait for the Durmstrang delegation to wait for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation.

Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long, and I heard the sound of the water tank when I was pumping the toilet. A large ornate ship resembling the legendary ghost ship floated up from the bottom of the water and sailed to the shore.

This ship was an ordinary magic ship, and the magic aura on it could not be compared to the carriage carriage of Beauxbatons. But consider Beauxbatons the only horse-drawn carriage, and the mountain lake behind Durmstrang School, where dark, ghostly boats are docked. If you compare it in this way, you can see that everyone is similar.

Soon Durmstrang's sailboat was on the shore, and the silhouettes from the porthole lights began to move, and with the creaking of planks, a group of wizards lined up from the ship in an orderly manner - it was only the end of October, and although it was a little cold, Durmstrang's fur coat was still too thick. However, these furs also make the wearer appear tall and burly.

Watching the former Death Eater Karkaroff greet Headmaster Dumbledore in an exaggerated and enthusiastic tone, Ryan felt a little uncomfortable. I really don't know what Voldemort liked about him back then, and made him his subordinate.

Luckily, Headmaster Dumbledore was a centenarian who had been accustomed to this all his life, and as he shook hands with the silver-haired man, he responded, "Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." ”

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

Although it sounded very warm, there was no smile in his eyes, and he was still cold and sharp. This sense of dislocation makes everyone who sees this scene feel uncomfortable.

However, with Krum's appearance, the Hogwarts students were excited. Even on the way to the auditorium with Durmstrong's students, there were many students who wanted Krum to sign for them, especially when Ryan heard a girl asking Krum to sign her hat with lipstick.

Ryan could only shake his head at these fanatical starchasers, and Hermione thought it was ridiculous.

Finally Ryan sat down at the long Gryffindor table, and he was ready to eat. After all, after being blown in the cold night wind for more than an hour, he felt cold and hungry, and urgently needed to replenish his calories.