......

There was an air of pleasant anticipation in the school that day, and everyone was a little absent-minded in class, more interested in those who came from Absbatons and Durmstrang in the evening, and even the pharmacy class was more tolerable than before, because it ended half an hour early.

To be honest, Van Lin was a little frightened by this, trembling in the shadow of Fleur.

I have to admit that when I was in Beauxbatons, only Fleur would play tricks on this little brother.

When the bell rang, Harry, Ron, Verlin, and Hermione hurried back to Gryffindor Tower.

As requested, everyone put away their school bags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, rushed downstairs, and ran to the antechamber.

The deans of the faculties are directing the students to line up.

"Weasley put on his hat," Professor McGonagall shouted to Ron, "Mr. Pout, take that ridiculous thing off your head." ”

Puwight frowned and removed a large decorative butterfly from the tip of his braid.

"Follow me, quick. Professor McGonagall said, "First-year students are in the front...... Don't push ......."

They walked down the front steps and lined up in front of the castle, it was a cold night, there were no clouds in the sky, night was falling, the pale translucent moon shone over the forest, Vanlin was between Harry and Hermione, Ron was next to Harry, they were standing in the front 4th row.

They could see most of the people in this position, and the first-year students were trembling with excitement, they had just arrived to catch up with such a grand event, and they were full of anticipation for this.

"It's almost six o'clock. Ron looked at his watch, then looked down at the road leading to the front door, "How do you think they're going to get here?"

"I suspect not. Hermione said.

"How about then, sitting on a broomstick?" said Harry, looking at the stars, guessing.

"I don't think that's the case...... Not that far......"

"Through the portkey?" Ron guessed, "or will they transform—"

"You can't transform inside Hogwarts, how many times do I have to tell you?" Hermione said impatiently.

"Don't you know that every school has its own interview tool? That's the face. "I know Beauxbatons," said Van Lin, "and it will surprise you." ”

"Is there anything more to reveal?" Ron said curiously, "I almost forgot that you were in Beauxbatons for a long time, and they ...... the right person."

"If I did, then you wouldn't have any sense of expectation, and that's a very boring thing. Van Lin complained that the reason was that Hermione had secretly pinched him.

"Looks like you're all cured. Hermione said.

Fan Lin didn't dare to open it.

"Just watch if you know the inside story, don't talk too much. ”

Immediately after, the three of them looked excitedly at the dark ground, but there was no movement, everything was as quiet as usual, Harry began to feel cold, he hoped that they would come soon, and the out-of-town students were preparing for a theatrical appearance......

He remembered what Mr. Weasley had said at camp before the Quidditch World Cup—

"It's always like this, when we get together, we can't help but show off......" Dumbledore's cry came from the back row, where he and a few teachers were standing, "Ah!

If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbatons is here!"

"Where?" asked the students eagerly, looking around.

"There!" a sixth-grader said, pointing to the forest.

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

"It's a dragon!" a first-grader screamed, completely dazed.

"Don't be stupid...... It's a flying house!" said Dini Klevy.

Deeney's guess was more pertinent, 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.

"Stand back!" Hagrid held two large signs, and he stood in the distance, as if guiding the carriage.

Unfortunately, he was a bit tall, and by the time he turned around, the rune horse's hooves had almost kicked him.

Hagrid had to pounce aside.

The carriage flew lower, and the students in the first three rows took a few steps back, and the carriage came to a screeching ground with a loud bang that frightened Neville backwards and stepped on the foot of a fifth-year Slytherin student. The horses' hooves, which were bigger than plates, slammed to the ground.

Immediately, the car also lowered, and the huge wheels jumped a few times, and the golden horse twisted its head and turned its big, red eyes.

Before the door opened, Harry could see that there was a layer of defensive totem on the door (two crossed golden rods each shot three stars).

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the car, leaned forward and fumbled around the floor for a moment, unfolding a golden ladder, he stepped back respectfully, and Harry then saw a shiny black heel sticking out of the car, the shoe was the size of a child's sled, and then, almost instantly, the tallest woman Harry had ever seen in his life stepped out, explaining at once why the horse and cart were so large, and several people gasped.

Harry had only seen one person as tall as this woman, and that was Hagrid, and he wondered if there was even the slightest difference in their height, but somehow—perhaps he was used to seeing Hagrid—the woman (who was now walking down the stairs and looking around at the wide-eyed crowd of welcomes) looked unusually taller.

(The girl is taller?, what about changing to a giantess?)

She stepped forward, shrouded in the light coming from the antechamber, revealing a handsome skin, a smooth face, eyes that were only large and dark, of average quality, a hooked nose, her hair combed back in a bun, shining at the base of her neck, she was black satin from head to toe, and the delicate and dazzling opals glittered on her neck and thick fingers.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the students erupted in applause, many on tiptoe to get a better look. She walked over to Dumbledore, a graceful smile on her face, her shining hand that Dumbledore barely had to lean down to kiss hers, though he wasn't short.

"Dear Madam Maxim. He said, "Welcome to Hogwarts!"

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

"I'm fine, thank you. Dumbledore said.

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

Harry had been keeping an eye on Ms. Maxim, and now saw about a dozen boys and girls, all over sixteen years old, judging by their appearances, who had come out of the car and stood behind Ms. Maxim, their full sons were made of fine silk, none of them had cloaks, only a few of them had scarves around their heads, no wonder they were trembling.

This was very surprising to Van Lin, you know, at the beginning, there were fewer people than this, and there were very few boys.

But now......

Maybe something has changed?

Anyway, he saw his familiar faces among the 24 students, our beautiful Miss Fleur, lovely Gabrielle, and ......

Why does Brown come too?

These boys weren't very friendly to Van Lin, but ...... They shouldn't be stupid enough to come to trouble Van Lin now.

This is Hogwarts, the territory of Verin, and ......

I'm not addressing all of you here, but I just want to say that the boys at Beauxbatons are weak.

Van Lin looked up, his face peeking out under his hat.

Fleur immediately found Van Lin in the crowd, and she smiled at it......

If it weren't for the principal's presence, these cattle would have called out, Fan Lin dared to guarantee.

However, there were still some people in the crowd who were talking in small voices, but they deliberately kept their voices down, and the communication was very short, which was a matter of face, at least on the first day.

"Has Karkaroff arrived?" Ms. Masim said.

"He'll be there at any time. Dumbledore said, "Would you rather wait here for him, or would you like to go in and get warm?"

"Warm up, I think. "But these horses—" said Madame Maxime.

"Our Fantastic Beasts Protection professor will be happy to take care of them. Dumbledore said, "He- from him- well, coming back from other business, will take care of your horse, he's taking care of a little thing now." ”

"Hagrid is still in the water in the distance, maybe he needs to change his clothes. Ron said to Harry with a smile.

"My horse - well- is not very tame, it has to be tough. Lady Maxime said, seemingly suspicious that no Hogwarts demon teacher could do it. "They're strong ......"

"I promise Hagrid is up to the task. Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Yay. Madame Maxim bowed slightly, "Please tell that Mr. Hagrid that these horses only drink malt whiskey." ”

"Will do as you tell me to. Dumbledore said, bowing as well.

"Come on. "Massim ordered her students. Hogwacher's men split a path to pass her and her students through the stone steps.

"Do you think Hagrid can subdue these horses?" said Seamus, leaning out from Leavenden and Pwight, to speak to Harry, Ron, and Van Lin.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Harry said.

"Probably, they escaped. Ron said hopefully.

"Oh, don't say that," Hermione said, shaking a little, "think these things escaped......

"It's okay, Hagrid can handle it even with Noble. Van Lin said, "But where did Noble go?"

"It seems to be in Romania. Ron said, "After all, Hagrid is himself, and Noble has some problems, after all, he is not yet an adult, and Charlie should be able to take care of it." ”

A few people whispered. They all trembled slightly, and stood waiting for the arrival of the Damsian team, most of them looking hopefully at the sky, and for several minutes the silence was broken only by the snorting and stomping of Madame Maxim's horse, and then—

"Did you hear anything?" said Ron suddenly.

As soon as Harry heard it, a strange noise wafted from the darkness, mixed with boom and inhalation, as if a huge vacuum cleaner was moving along the riverbed......

"Lake!" said Lee Jordan, pointing to the lake below, "Look at the lake!"

They stood at the top of the lawn overlooking the ground, from which they could clearly see the black smooth surface of the lake—but suddenly the water stirred, and there was movement in the depths of the lake, and large blisters formed on the water, and the waves crashed against the muddy shore—and then, in the middle of the lake, a whirlpool appeared as if a large piston had just been pulled out of the bottom of the lake...... A long, black looking zigzag began to slowly rise up from the middle of the whirlpool, and then everyone saw the sail cable......

"It's a mastar!" Harry exclaimed, his shock and joy at his companion.

The boat 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 at last, 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 they saw the splashing of the anchor being thrown into the shallow place and the thud of the planks being laid ashore.

The people disembarked, and they saw the silhouette of the lights passing by the portholes, and Harry noticed that they were all as big as Kleber and Goyle...... 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, walking up the slope, "how are you?

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

Karkaroff's voice sounded a bit pretentious, fake-warm, and when he walked into the front door light, they saw that he was tall and thin, like Dumbledore's build, but his white hair was short, and the beard on his chin (trimmed into small curls) did not completely hide his flabby chin, and he approached Dumbledore and held Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"Dear Hogwarts Castle. He said, looking up at the castle and smiling. His teeth were extremely yellow, but Van Lin noticed that his eyes were not smiling, but cold and cunning.

"How nice it is to be here, how good it is...... Victor come over and warm up...... Don't you mind, Dumbledore, Wickdor has a cold ......"

Karkaroff summoned one of his students as the boy walked by, Harry caught a glimpse of a prominent hooked nose and dark, thick eyebrows, and Ron didn't have to punch him in the arm or boo him in the ear for Harry to recognize.

"Harry—it's Krum!"

In fact, Van Lin had always thought that Karkaroff was a middle-aged man similar to Professor Snape.

However, this is not important information, for his age, Fan Lin should be concerned about his identity.

This is a Death Eater, and like Professor Snape, Karkaroff is a Death Eater.

It's just that he doesn't have Snape's acting skills and Lucius's brain, and he relies on contributing fame in exchange for freedom.

The owner of this name may be in the castle right now, and he also appeared at the Quidditch World Cup, Barty Crouch Jr.

And that's where things get interesting.

Barty Crouch Jr. will not let go of Karkaroff, the former betrayer.

And the Death Eater logo, Karkaroff must be having a lot of headaches right now.

The students at Hogwarts lined up and followed Durmstrang students upstairs.

Ron was shocked, "I don't believe it! Harry, that's Victor Krum!"

"For God's sake, Ron, he's just a Quidditch player. Hermione said.

"Just a Quidditch player?" Ron looked at her, unable to believe his ears, "Hermione—but one of the best seekers in the world! I didn't even know he was still in school." ”

Admirers of Krum...... Maybe Ron should find a way to take some medicine.

They followed the other Hogwarts students through the Population Hall towards the Great Hall.

Van Lin saw Lee Jordan jump up and down barefoot just to get a better look at the back of Clen's head.

Nine sixth-graders went frantically digging into their pockets as they walked - "Oh my God, it's hard to send a letter, I didn't even have a pen with me—", "Do you think he'd be willing to sign my hat with lipstick?"

"Ah, really!" exclaimed Hermione, boastingly.

They passed the group of girls, who were now arguing over the lipstick.

"If I can, I'll go to him for an autograph. Ron said, "Harry, you didn't bring a pen, did you?"

"Bring, on the top of my bag. Harry said.

They walked over to Gryffindor's table and sat down, and Ron deliberately sat on the side of the door, as Krum and his companions were still around the door, and it was clear that they weren't sure where they were going to sit.

The students from Beauxbatons had already taken their seats at the Wevin Carlo table.

They looked depressed and looked around the hall. Three of them were still holding on to their headscarves and shawls.

"It's not that cold," Hermione looked at them, a little irritated. "Why didn't they bring their cloaks?"

"Come here! come here and sit here!" Ron shuttered, "Here! Homien, move in a little, squeeze out a little bit—"

"What?"

"It's too late. Ron was frustrated.

Victor Krum and his classmates had taken their seats at the Slytherin table. Harry could tell that Kleber and Goyle were very proud of this. Malfoy leaned forward to speak to Krum.

"yes, that's right, pat him on the back," Ron scoffed, "I bet Krum sees through him at a glance, though...... Of course, there are always people around him who flatter him...... Where do you think they'll sleep? We can make some room for him in the dorm, Harry...... I don't mind if I give him my bed to sleep in, I can sleep on a folding bed. ”

Hermione scoffed at this.

Van Lin was very satisfied, and even laughed secretly?

"They seem to be much happier than the Beauxbatons guys. Harry said.

Durmstrang's students were undressing their thick leather coats and gazing with interest at the star-studded black ceiling. One or two of them picked up gold plates, goblets, and looked closely, apparently infected.

At the staff desk, Filch, the administrator, was adding a chair, and he wore the moldy tattered tuxedo for the occasion.

Harry was surprised to see him add two chairs to each side of Dumbledore's chair.

"But there are only two more," said Harry, "why would Fitch have four chairs, and who else would come?"

"What?" Ron asked, blankly, still staring at Krum.

All the students entered the hall and after taking their seats at their tables, the staff came in and lined up to take their seats.

At the end of the line were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Lady Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons School. As soon as she appeared, Beauxbatons' students jumped.

Some of the Hogwarts students laughed. They were embarrassed, and they did not dare to sit down until Mrs. Massim had taken her seat to the left of Dan Bodo.

Dumbledore was still standing, and the Great Hall was silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ghosts—especially guests, good evening," Dumbledore, smiling at the schoolmen, "welcomes everyone to Hogwarts. I hope I also believe that you will be comfortable and happy here. ”

A Beauxbatons girl, she was still clutching the scarf on her head, and let out a sneer, which must have been a sneer.

"No one forced you to stay!" Hermione whispered at her.

Fan Lin looked over, he didn't have any impression of that girl, the prefect of the fourth or fifth grade?

"The race will officially start after midsummer," Dan Bodo announced, "and now please feel welcome, please." ”

He sat down, and Harry saw Karkaroff leaning over to talk to him.

As usual, the plates in front of them were filled with food. It seems that the elf door in the kitchen has taken out all the storage. Van Lin had never seen so many different dishes at Hogwarts, and several of them were clearly from other countries.

"What's that?" Ron gestured to a plate of scallop-like stew next to a large plate of kidney pudding.

"Fish soup. Hermione replied.

"God forbid. Ron said.

"It's French," said Hermione, "I ate it the summer before last when I was on vacation, and it was delicious." ”

"I take your word for it. Ron said, eating the black pudding.

Although there were only about forty more students, the hall was more crowded than usual.

It may be because of wearing a different color of school uniform. After removing their leather robes, Durmstrang's students revealed their dark red robes, which were much more eye-catching than the black robes worn by Hogwarts students.

I look at the sky blue satin of Beauxbatons.

Van Lin remembered that they had winter uniforms, but they seemed to have mistaken the season.

Poor Fleur and Gabrielle, I hope those two will remember the warm-up spell they taught them.

Now there is a stark response to this in the halls.

Black, red and blue school uniforms, such days will last a whole school year.

Truth be told, if you don't take Voldemort into account, the Three Witches Fighting Contest is a really interesting event.

If it hadn't been for the Death Eaters, maybe he could have participated in the Three Witches Fighting Tournament, but now it looks like such a thing has been nullified.

This is undoubtedly a very bad thing. He won't have that chance again, he's in the fourth grade.