Since Wang Yong gave Moody a space dance step, Wang Yong's reputation at Hogwarts has obviously risen a few steps. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAccording to incomplete statistics, Wang Yong has now indirectly beaten two teachers, I don't know why Qiu Zhang is looking at Wang Yong with strange eyes now, are you Chinese, what is said to be a good respect for teachers?

Anyway, during this time, Wang Yong's life was still relatively comfortable.

A few days later, when Wang Yong and Susan had dinner, they were ready to go for a walk around the Black Lake.

When they reached the foyer, they found that they could no longer move forward, for a large group of students were huddled around a large notice erected at the foot of the marble staircase.

Wang Yong's gaze crossed the heads of everyone and said:

Representatives from Triwizard Tournament Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6 p.m. on Friday, Oct. 30.

The afternoon class will end half an hour early, when students are invited to return their school bags and textbooks to the dormitory, meet in front of the castle, meet our guests, and then join the welcome banquet.

Susan's face was full of excitement, and her eyes were burning and she said to Wang Yong: "There are students from a new school coming over!" What do you think they'll look like? ”

"Well, I don't know. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are among the top three magic universities in Europe, and it would be nice to have a chance to visit them, Beauxbatons is quite wealthy, and the students' uniforms are made of silk......"

"Oh, I remember you went to Paris two years ago."

"Well, but the wizards in Italy must have graduated from Beauxbatons."

"Yes." Susan was thoughtful.

"Durmstrong......" Wang Yong muttered.

"Durmstrong? What's wrong? Is there anything strange about it? Susan tilted her head.

"Nothing." Wang Yong quietly pecked Susan's lips with a small bite.

"Going to die, so many people." Susan slapped Wang Yong hard, but hid in Wang Yong's arms shyly.

"Durmstrang......" Wang Yong thought in his heart, always feeling that the name was a little familiar.

But then Wang Yong put this doubt behind him, and he took Susan's little hand and walked towards the black lake.

The appearance of this notice in the foyer had a noticeable effect on the people who lived in the castle.

Over the next week, everywhere Wang went, people seemed to talk about only one topic: the Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among the students, like highly contagious germs: who would be the Champions of Hogwarts, what the Championship would be, and how the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students would be different from them.

The castle seems to be being thoroughly cleaned. Several sordid portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed figures were very unhappy about it.

They sat hunched in the frame, muttering sullenly, grinning in pain each time they touched the tender pink flesh of their faces.

That caused the armor to suddenly become shiny and shiny, and it no longer creaked when it moved.

When the janitor, Argus Filch, saw that a student had forgotten to clean his shoes, and he was furious, causing two first-year girls to go into hysteria.

The other faculty members also seemed nervous.

"Longbottom, please, don't show your stuff in front of Durmstrong's people, and let them see that you haven't even mastered a simple transformation charm!" As class was about to end, Professor McGonagall yelled.

The lesson went particularly poorly, and Neville inadvertently grafted his ear onto a cactus.

On the morning of Oct. 30, they went downstairs for breakfast to find the auditorium renovated overnight. Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing one of Hogwarts houses: Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background.

Behind the teacher's desk, hung the largest banner with the coat of arms of Hogwarts: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake linked together with a large letter H around it.

During this time, Wang Yong continued to study some ancient magic, or further explore the secret realm in the Slytherin locket, and on the other hand, he was waiting for the whereabouts of his owl-kitten, after all, to fly over the Atlantic, for an owl, even if he could magic, it would be quite difficult, right?

That day, there was a sense of anticipatory joy in the air. In class, no one was paying attention, and everyone thought that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

At the end of the last class, Wang Yong returned to the lounge to put down his schoolbag, put on his cloak, and walked with Xue to the foyer.

Snow turned around and urged him as she ran, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay, okay." Wang Yong walked forward quickly, grabbed Xue's hand and rushed forward, leaving behind a silver bell-like laughter, it seems that Xue is also interested in the other two schools in the wizarding world.

Arriving in the foyer, the deans of the faculties were ordering their students to line up.

Professor Flitwick shouted, but unfortunately he couldn't see him, so he walked straight down with his Ravenclaw classmates.

They walked down the steps and stood in front of the castle in a line. It was a cold, airy evening, and night was falling, and a white, translucent moon was already hanging over the Forbidden Forest.

Wang Yong stood behind the snow and wrapped her tightly in his cloak to block the cold wind howling in front of the castle.

"It's almost six o'clock," Xue looked at her silver pocket watch, looked up in Wang Yong's arms, and said, "How do you say they will come?" By train? ”

"I don't think so." Wang Yong said.

"How? Broomsticks? Qiu Zhang looked up at the starry sky and guessed. She stood behind Wang Yong.

"I don't think so...... ...... from so far away."

"Doorkey?" "Or maybe they can apparition—maybe in their place, people under the age of seventeen are allowed to apparition?" ”

They excitedly scanned the darkening field, but saw no movement. Everything was silent and peaceful, no different from the usual.

The weather began to get colder, and many people shivered from the cold, but fortunately, Wang Yong practiced national arts diligently during this time, and his body was much stronger, and his cloak was wrapped in snow. Many girls looked at her with envy.

Qiu Zhang also quietly stuck to Wang Yong's back at this time, hoping to use his body to block the cold wind.

"I wish they could ...... soon," Qiu Zhang muttered behind Wang Yong's back.

Qiu Zhang didn't know that now his body had gradually plumped up, feeling the softness behind him, Wang Yong felt that his body temperature was rising.

At that moment, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, shouted-

"Ahh If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbatons' representatives have arrived! ”

"Where?" Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" A sixth-grader shouted, pointing over the Forbidden Forest.

A behemoth, much larger than a broomstick—or a hundred—was speeding across the deep blue sky toward the castle, growing larger and larger.

"It's a dragon!" A first-year student screamed, unsure of what to do.

"Don't talk stupid...... It's a house flying! Dennis Creevey said.

Dennis's guess is a little closer.

As the black behemoth skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, illuminated by the lights of the castle window, they saw a great powder-blue carriage flying towards them.

It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew through it, all of them silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.