Despite the hardships of the outside world, Beauxbatons' campus is still vibrant. This is not because Beauxbatons did a good job of defense, nor because they had a good level of concealment.

It's because the successive principals of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have always acted in accordance with the school rules, knowing how to advance and retreat. Some may say that they are too slick and have no courage or vigor, but almost none of those people have outlived Beauxbatons.

Like the Duke of Picoquay who escaped the death penalty by casting a concealment charm on his neck, although his methods of doing things were always unsatisfactory, the Beauxbatons-born wizard had cleverly survived the persecution of the Muggle Church, hadn't he?

Today, Beauxbatons is still operating quietly and well on the French Pyrenees. The professors were calmly teaching, the students were listening quietly, and everything outside seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Yes, even though Beauxbatons' headmaster, Madame Maxime, was involved in some of the outside world's actions, she never let those events affect the educational environment of the school too much.

If the late Monsieur Nicol Lemay had known all this, perhaps he would have appreciated Madame Maxim as well. After all, many areas of the school were donated by Mr. Lemay when he was young, and some of the buildings were even designed by him!

This is the case, for example, of the huge restored fountain in the campus vestibule.

"Larson, Ursula her...... What do you think? ”

"It's still the same, miss—the springs have no effect on her body."

"Ugh."

Safina sat on the edge of the fountain's pool, gently plucking the bottomless water in the pool. The sun shone obliquely on the sparkling water, making a pool of clear water glow brightly.

"Larson, go back to your room first! Ursula was there alone and bored...... I'll stay here for a while, and I'll be quiet before I go. ”

"Yes, miss."

The maid Larson retreated as she was told, without making much noise.

"Alas......" Safina was silent for a moment, then sighed again and muttered to herself, "Ursula has not come here for the sake of the fountain that is said to have a healing and beautifying effect. So, was that Mr. McLean really giving her some advice? ”

Thinking of the thrill and chaos of that night not long ago, Safina still palpitates.

To be honest, although she had read some information about Helbo before, she thought that the other party was nothing remarkable—no matter how strong it was, there should be a limit.

But it turns out that although Helmo does have a "limit", that "limit" has long exceeded the limit that Safina could have predicted.

It's just two subordinates, but they have turned their settlement upside down, and even their family's "protector" giant snake Yair has only been able to fight with those two living corpses.

Prophecy? Prophet?

Under that kind of power, Ursula's little tricks, which are not yet perfect, will probably not only not help much, but will lead him to death. The timing of this perilous situation is precisely the best proof of this.

"Whoa—"

Safina flicked the pool of water and watched as the glittering droplets splashed up and then quickly fell into the pool. The ripples rippled on the surface of the fountain and soon vanished completely, as insignificant as everything they had done before.

"Is this world really only dependent on a strong man like Mr. McLean?"

And just as she was lamenting to herself, there was a pleasant tinkling sound at the school's gate, which had been heard by the sisters when they arrived, so it was evident that someone had visited again.

"Did you come to Beauxbatons to seek asylum?"

There is not a small number of visitors with such a purpose in mind. Well, it's better to say that in fact, many of the larger forces have been doing similar things to a greater or lesser extent recently.

Safina thought about it and realized that she didn't seem to have much to do, and since she was close to the school gate, she simply stood up and walked over there.

……

“…… Don't be rude for a moment. Especially Ron, it's okay for us to talk about that kind of thing ourselves, don't say it in front of others, you know? ”

"Of course, of course, I'm not an ignorant child, and I still have at least some politeness."

Outside the Beauxbatons school gates, Hermione was giving some advice. Although Madame Maxim is a good person, she has always been a person who values face very much, although the friends are not calm in their hearts, but they still have to take care of some etiquette in front of each other as much as possible.

What's more, they are more or less demanding of each other for a while, aren't they?

However, they had expected that at such an important time, it would be Madame Maxim herself who would greet them. And even if it wasn't, at least a professor should have come and see it.

But when a figure came around from behind the fountain, everyone found that it was an unknown girl with a mask on her face.

After a short time, when the other party came to the door, the old butler immediately took the lead in taking a step forward, and said with a slight salute:

"Representatives of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the Blois family, have come to visit your school—hello young lady! I am the steward of the Blois family...... Excuse me, is Madame Maxim here? ”

"Hogwarts?"

Safina had just reached the door when she heard the old butler mention Hogwarts. As soon as she heard this, she immediately thought of Maca, so she subconsciously ignored the following words.

"Is Mr. McLean here? I-"

She hurriedly craned her neck and searched back and forth between Hermione and the others, and when she realized that Maca wasn't inside, she couldn't help but shake her head with some regret.

"Yes, how could Mr. McLean come to Beauxbatons at this time? Ursula said that he had probably gone to England with those two living corpses......"

Of course, not to mention that Safina was inexplicably lost there, she mentioned Maca's situation when she opened her mouth, but Hermione and the others listened to hermione and the others.

So, Hermione didn't care about the school gate that was still separated by a school, and hurriedly said:

"This young lady, do you know Maca? Do you know where he is? ”

"Huh?"

Safina heard this, and then came back to her senses. But just as she was about to explain casually, there was a slightly heavy footstep behind her, which made everyone turn their heads and look inside.

"Oh! Madame Maxim, please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting without prior notice! Ron said loudly as if he was deliberately showing Hermione his politeness.