A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent down, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info He jumped back respectfully, and Xingzhe saw a shiny black heel sticking out of the carriage - this shoe was the size of a child's sleigh - followed by a woman of such size that he had never seen in his life. In this way, it is self-evident why the carriage and those silver-maned horses are so big. Several people gasped in shock.

The man who could compare to her was undoubtedly Hagrid, and he suspected that there was little difference in height between the two of them. Somehow—perhaps just because he was used to Hagrid—the woman (who was now at the bottom of the steps, turning to look at the wide-eyed crowd) seemed strangely larger. When she stepped into the light that spilled from the foyer, they found that she had a very handsome olive face, dark, watery eyes, and a very pointed nose. Her hair was combed back and tied in a shiny bun at the base of her neck. She was wrapped from head to toe in a black forged garment, and many precious opals shone around her neck and on her thick fingers.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and his classmates clapped their hands, many on tiptoe, trying to see the woman more clearly.

Her face relaxed, an elegant smile bloomed, and a glittering hand reached out toward Dumbledore. Dumbledore, though also tall, barely bent over when he kissed the hand.

"Dear Lady Maxim," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts. ”

"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.

About twelve or thirteen schoolboys and girls had disembarked from the carriage and were now 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. Several students had their heads wrapped in scarves or headscarves. They all stood in the great shadow cast by Lady Maxime, and they all looked up at Hogwarts with a wary look on their faces.

"Is Karkaroff coming?" Madame Maxim asked.

"He'll come at any time." Dumbledore said, "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or would you rather go in first to warm up?" ”

"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, "and he'll come back after dealing with a little mess, it's his- well- something else he's going to take care of." ”

I guess it's a fried tail snail... Xingzhe thought about it.

"My steed needs a very strong man to take care of it," said Lady Maxime, as if doubtful that Hogwarts' teachers of magical creatures would be up to the task, "they have a very strong temperament......

"I assure you, Hagrid is more than capable of doing the job." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Very well," said Madame Maxime, bowing slightly, "can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink pure malt whiskey?" ”

"I'll take care of it." Dumbledore said, bowing as well.

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

"How big do you think Durmstrang will be?" A few of the people in the dormitory began to discuss, and it seemed that they had determined that Durmstrang was like a carriage.

"Ah, if they're bigger than these horses, I'm afraid even Hagrid won't be able to fiddle with them," Stilwell said, "I mean if he hadn't been bitten by his tail snails." Don't know what's wrong with them? ”

"It doesn't have to be a carriage." Xingzhe said, "There are so many vehicles, right? ”

They stood there, shivering from the cold, waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation. Most people are staring up at the sky. There was silence for a moment, except for the sound of Madame Maxim's giant horse snorting and stomping its hooves. That's when --

"Did you hear anything?" Joe asked suddenly.

Everyone immediately listened carefully. 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!" One of the Gryffindor students shouted, 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...... Then everyone saw the sail rigging......

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 are coming ashore, and the people on the shore can see the silhouette that causes the person to pass by the porthole light. They were all about the same size as Crabbe and Goyle...... However, as they came closer, and walked down the lawn into the foyer, they realized that they were all wearing a kind of fur cloak, and the fur on it was tangled. 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!" As the man walked up the slope, he exclaimed enthusiastically, "How are you, my dear old fellow?" ”

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

Karloff's voice was mellow and sweet. 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 goatee (with small curls at the ends) did not completely cover his thin chin. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"My dear old fellow, Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle, smiling—his teeth were yellow, and though he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, and they were still cold and sharp, "it's nice to be here, it's so good...... Wickdor, come over and warm up...... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Victor is a bit of a cold......"

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to step forward. When the boy walked out, many people were excitedly discussing something.

"Oh, it's Krum." Xingzhe's eyes narrowed.

(To be continued.) )