"Tut, it seems that sailing all the way down the water and directly under the water is still much cooler than a trip to the sky, after all, the underwater journey is better on a certain journey." Malfoy watched as Durmstrang surfaced like a pirate ship of the past, with a playful look on his face.

The people on the boat were coming ashore, and Harry could see the silhouette of the person as they passed by the porthole light. Harry noticed that they were both about the same frame as Crabbe and Goyle...... However, as they got closer, into the light cast into the foyer along the lawn, Harry 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.

Lillian's crimson pupils carried a hint of disdain, "Not only did the trial not ruin this old man's future, but it also allowed him to have a smooth journey, and soon after he became the headmaster of Durmstrang, which is really a blessing in disguise." Of the Death Eaters in the same issue as him, only this cunning guy is the best now. ”

"Those who know the times are Junjie, who can instantly recognize the situation after the fall of the Dark Lord, and bite back to the accomplices of the year. What's more, these little people who don't have any backstage can only prove themselves by following the general trend. In any era, there will be no shortage of such people. Loki pursed the corners of his lips with indifference in his eyes.

Augustus smiled slightly, Loki is right, little people also have their own way of survival, not everyone is born at the top of the pyramid, and if they want to go step by step to the place where others look up, anyone has to pay a price that is difficult for ordinary people to fathom.

"My dear old fellow Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle and smiling—his teeth were yellow, and Harry noticed that despite the smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, and he was 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......"

When everyone returned to the castle with a group of Durmstrang students, the Hogwarts students showed their master's enthusiasm at the right time, and several sixth-year girls went crazy and rummaged in their pockets for something.

"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill—"

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

Entering the school hall, Beauxbatons students sat at the Ravenclaw table, and when they sat down, they looked around the auditorium with sullen expressions on their faces. Three of the students still had their heads wrapped tightly in scarves and turbans.

"Here it is! Come and sit here! Ron said in a hoarse voice, staring at Krum, "Here! Hermione, move over and light it up, make room—"

Unfortunately, to no avail, Durmstrang's men soon followed Krum to sit down at the Slytherin table. Krum sat opposite Augustus, a reluctant smile squeezed out of his cold face, "Hello, Mr. Augustus, we met during the World Cup, even if we are far away in Navia, I have long heard of your family's name, in fact, a long time ago, the headmaster thought about recruiting you into our school, but unfortunately it was Hogwarts that took the lead, it is a pity." ”

Augustus chuckled, "Your performance at the World Cup is outstanding, Durmstrang can teach such excellent students, and the strength of the school is naturally extraordinary." ”

A pleasant smile appeared on Krum's face, "Mr. Augustus has praised it, this triwizard competition, I hope to compete with you, for a strong person like you, even if you lose, it is an honor." ”

Augustus waved his hand slightly, "The warriors haven't been selected yet, and it's a bit too early to mention this, but if there is a chance to compete on the same stage, I think I'm still looking forward to it." ”

Krum nodded, but apparently didn't think that there were any warriors at Hogwarts who could represent Hogwarts other than the Slytherin leader in front of him. Cedric? Sorry, haven't heard of it at all. As for the so-called Harry, he's just a lucky guy.

Malfoy had a good impression of this world-class Seeker, but now that he admired Augustus so much, he was naturally even closer, so the two began to talk.

At the Gryffindor table, "Ah, yes, Malfoy is talking to him." Ron said bitterly, "I bet Krum can see what he is at a glance...... I dare say that everywhere Krum goes, there are people who are flattering and flattering him...... Where do they sleep, you say? We can give him a bed in our dorm, Harry...... I was willing to give up my bed to him to sleep on, and I slept on the marching bed. ”

Hermione snorted.

Dumbledore stood still, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests," said Dumbledore, smiling at the foreign students, "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here. ”

A Beauxbatons girl, still wrapped her head tightly in a scarf, let out a sneer that was undoubtedly sarcastic.

Loki glanced at it, "Good foundation in magic, but it's a pity it's a woman." Lillian cast a disgruntled look, and Loki coughed dryly, knowing that he had lost his words.

"The tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as if they were in your own home!" ”

The dinner began, the Slytherin table was silent, the Lryffindor lions were setting off like summer cicadas, and the Beauxbatons leader in Ravenclaw unbuttoned her scarf, her long, waterfall-like silver hair reaching her waist. She has large blue eyes and a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

Many of the Hogwarts students had forgotten about their meals and were focused on her.

Krum looked at Draco's interested gaze, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "This should be Beauxbatons' seeded player, Fleur Delacul, this time, it is very likely to represent Beauxbatons." ”