On the morning of October 30th, when everyone went down to breakfast, they found that the hall had been renovated overnight, with huge silk banners hanging from the walls, each representing a Hogwetcher class, a red banner with a golden lion painted with Gryffindor, a blue panel with a golden eagle with a Ravenclaw, a yellow panel with a black badger with a Hufflepuff, a green panel with a silver serpent with a Slytherin, and behind the staff's desk, the largest panel, with the Hogwarts School logo: lions, eagles, badgers, and snakes, all wrapped around a large "Hoglotz" Surrounding.

There was a distinctly bewildered atmosphere of pleasant anticipation in the school, and everyone was a little absent-minded in class, more interested in those who came from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang in the evening, and even the most unpopular potion class was more tolerable than before, for it ended half an hour early. When the bell rang, everyone put away their bags and textbooks as required, put on their cloaks, rushed downstairs, and ran to the antechamber.

Each class teacher is directing the students to line up.

People excitedly looked up at the dark ground, but there was no movement, all of them were as quiet as usual, and some people were already starting to feel cold, but the one at the front of the crowd with flowing blue hair was still standing there straight, and they had to complain secretly.

At this moment, Dumbledore's cry came from the back row, where he and several teachers were standing, "Ah! If I'm not mistaken, Team Beauxbatons is here! “

"Where?" Many students asked eagerly, and they looked around.

"There!" A sixth-grader pointed to the forest.

Something very large, much bigger than a broomstick—or much bigger than 100 brooms—sped across the deep blue sky, and kept getting bigger and bigger.

"It's a dragon!" A first-grader was completely dazed and screamed.

"Don't be stupid...... It's a flying house! Another student said.

The latter's guess was more apt, and the great black shadow swept over the treetops of the forest, and the light from the castle window reached it, and they saw a large, powder-blue carriage, the size of a big house, roaring towards them, twelve winged horses, each as large as an elephant, pulling the cart in the air.

The carriage flew a little lower, and the students in the first three rows took a few steps back, but Mo Wen didn't retreat, just squinted his eyes at the approaching carriage. I saw that the carriage stopped on the ground not far from Mo Wen, and the hooves of the horses, which were bigger than plates, slammed to the ground. Immediately, the car was lowered.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the car, leaned forward and groped his way on the floor for a moment, unfolding a golden staircase, he respectfully stepped back, and a tall woman walked down, tall enough to match Hagrid's height, but dressed flamboyantly and decently, far more normal than Hagrid, who was generally treated like a savage.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the students erupted in applause, many on tiptoe to get a better look.

I saw the giantess walking towards Dumbledore with an elegant smile on her face, and she stretched out her shining hand, although Dumbledore was not short, but he hardly had to lean down to kiss her hand.

"Dear Madame Maxim." He said, "Welcome to Hogwarts!" ”

"Dumbledore," Lady Maxim's voice was deep, "don't you?" ”

"I'm fine, thank you." Dan Bodo said.

"Classmates." Ms. Maxim said, casually waving her large hand behind her.

About 12 teenagers and girls walked down, judging by their appearance, they were all over sixteen, they got out of the car and stood behind Maxim, their full sons were made of fine silk, none of them wore cloaks, only a few of them had scarves around their heads, Mo Wen looked carefully at the few girls with scarves, Fleur should also be there.

At this time, only one of the girls muttered in French, only her expression was normal, and the other students looked at the huge castle of Hogwarts with curiosity and awe on their faces.

"Beautiful young lady, the beauty of Hogwarts is contained in the castle, and it is worth taking your time to admire, of course, I personally think the scenery outside is also very good." Fluent French came out of Mo Wen's mouth, and he looked at the beautiful girl who complained softly with a smile on his face, blue eyes, white teeth, and a proud personality that should be that Fleur Delacour.

I didn't expect that what I just said would be listened to by someone who knew French, looking at the handsome young man with golden and silver pupils in front of her, the girl's face was slightly red, and then she snorted disdainfully.

"My horse - well- is not very tame, it needs to be tough." On the other side, Miss Maxime and Dumbledore were talking, "They're strong, I don't know if your professors of magical creatures can—"

The words stopped abruptly, and I saw Mo Wen gently stroking the tall Pegasus, how could those Pegasus have the irritability just now, they were just as obedient as dogs, constantly licking Mo Wen's palms, and rubbing their heads around, with Mo Wen's arcane magic attainments, it was easy to tame a few low-level magical beasts.

Ms. Maxim looked at this scene in a daze, just now she was expecting these pegases to quietly have the upper hand when they first met, but she didn't expect to be leveled by a student, and the blue-eyed girl who was originally standing behind her also looked at Mo Wen with interest.

Turning around, Mo Wen looked at the giantess with a smile, "Ms. Maxim, is there anything wrong?" Can't I pet these horses? Sorry, it's the first time I've seen such a tall Pegasus, so I can't help it. ”

"Oh, nothing." Maxim shook his head, turned to Dumbledore and said, "Please tell that Mr. Hagrid, these horses only drink malt whiskey. ”

"We're here to help." Dumbledore agreed, and McGonagall, who was standing behind him, gave Mo Wen a satisfied look.

The giantess glanced at Mo Wen again, and when she looked at those unusual eyes, she showed a sudden expression, "Come on! Maxime ordered her students, and the people of Hogwarts split a path for her and her students to lead up the stone steps.

After greeting the Beauxbatons representatives, all the students were looking forward to it, and the Beauxbatons Pegasus had obviously opened their eyes just now, and now everyone was speculating about how the Durmstrang delegates would come.

A strange noise wafted from the darkness, mixed with boom and inhalation, as if a huge vacuum cleaner was moving along the riverbed......

"Lake!" An upperclassman pointed to the lake below and shouted, "Look at that lake!" ”

The Hogwarts students were standing on the top of the lawn overlooking the ground, and from here they could clearly see the black smooth surface of the lake - but suddenly the water was stirring, there was movement in the depths of the lake, large bubbles formed on the surface of the water, and waves crashed against the muddy shore - and then a whirlpool appeared in the middle of the lake, as if a large piston had just been pulled out of the bottom of the lake......

A pillar that looked like a long and black one began to slowly rise up from the middle of the whirlpool, followed by the sail cable......

The ship slowly and majestically floated to the surface, shining in the moonlight, it looked strange, skeleton-like, as if it were a restored ruined ship, the faint light shimmered in the porthole, like a ghost eye, and finally, with a loud sound of drainage, the ship appeared completely, and waved on the rippling water, and began to sail towards the shore, and in a short time I saw the splashing of an iron anchor being thrown into the shallow place and the thud of the planks being laid ashore.

The men of the ship came down, all of them as big as Goyle and Crabbe...... But when they had stepped into some of the fields, and walked out onto the grass, and let the light of the antechamber shine, he found that they were tall because they were wearing a wool cloak of long wool, but the man who led the way to the castle wore another kind of wool cloak, smooth and silver, like his hair.

"Dumbledore!" He greeted warmly and walked up the slope, "How are you?" How are you, my dear fellow? ”

"Very good, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore replied.

Karkaroff's voice sounded a bit pretentious, pretending to be warm, and he squeezed Dumbledore's hands tightly, "Dear Hogwarts Castle. He said, looking up at the castle and smiling. His eyes were full of coldness and cunning, "How good is here, how good...... Victor come over and warm up...... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Victor had a bit of a cold......"

Kakaroff summoned his pupils, and a teenager with a prominent hooked nose and dark, thick eyebrows approached him, none other than Viktor Krum, Bulgaria's Seeker at the World Cup.

Professor Dumbledore didn't answer, but Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "Of course, Gurris, you go and take Mr. Krum to the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey will take care of him." ”

Then everyone saw that Karkarov's smile stiffened on their faces.