Chapter 483: The Convergence of the Three Schools (Part II)
Gabrielle looked through the window of the car and saw the shadow of the castle that was approaching.
"What a beautiful castle!"
Gabrielle Delacour said happily. After hearing this, the students, who were not by the car window, also gathered to the car window and looked at the castle called Hogwarts.
They all know about this magic school. After all, Hogwarts is arguably the oldest school in the wizarding world in Europe. Although it cannot be said that there is a direct correlation between the level of the school and its long history, if the school did not really have two brushes, it would not have existed for such a long time.
So everyone has a yearning for Hogwarts to some extent. Unfortunately, Hogwarts has a fixed range of admissions. And the way they recruit students is completely different from the way other schools apply for admission, or recommend admission.
Who will be able to enter this school will be determined when the name is written down and the note of acceptance is written on the admission book.
The little wizard who is recorded can choose to decline. But young wizards who are not recorded are not so easy to enter Hogwarts.
"So, sister, is Hogwarts any different from us Beauxbatons?"
Gabrielle looked at her sister with some longing.
Of all the people present, even Madame Maxime had never visited Hogwarts for a long time, but only once, and only for a casual visit.
There was supposed to be Chrissy Lestrange too. But this time, Chrissy Lestrange categorically declined the invitation to her. It seems that there is something else on the family side that she needs to deal with, so she can't come to Hogwarts with everyone.
In addition, the professor who was originally sent to Hogwarts for exchange inexplicably reappeared in the school after the visit. And he said that he had never been to Hogwarts at all. So, Fleur is now the only one who can solve the puzzles of these curious little wizards.
Fleur smiled reservedly: "Actually, there is no difference, the two schools and not simply which is better or worse can be described." The ruler is long, and the inch is short. Hogwarts is older, they have some historical documents that we don't know about, but they also teach in a more retro way, and my feeling is that with this kind of training, good wizards can grow quickly on their own. And even ordinary wizards with talent can be quickly eliminated due to momentary slackness. ”
"We at Beauxbatons are a school that hasn't been around for a long time. Also more energetic. Both the school building and the way of education are a little closer to modern times than Hogwarts. Our education will allow the laziest students to have good abilities as well. But correspondingly, professors will also spend more energy on promoting students with average talents. Instead of pushing for the best students. ”
The upper grades at Hogwarts are thoroughly small. Many students will only have one or two courses to choose from after the OWLS exam. So the students who are really good and have talent and interest in the subject are selected. And it will develop rapidly under the guidance of the industry's top professors.
For example, in the Potions class in the upper grades, there may only be a dozen people left in a class. And even among the dozen or so people, only three or five may be able to join the after-school clubs organized by the professors.
The vast majority of students at Hogwarts have a very enjoyable academic life. They won't have any excessive academic pressure after the OWLS exam. A small number of students will become more and more tired the more they study.
Such a statement not only did not make Fleur's sister and classmates understand, but it became a little more confused.
"I don't understand ......"
Gabrielle was a sincere child: "I feel like you're selling off." It's okay, I'll ask Brother Luke then. ”
Gabrielle and Luke have always had a good relationship, and after the initial contact, Luke will bring some gifts to Gabrielle every time they contact him. Nor did the New Year's festivals fall. A handsome and generous big brother can easily leave a good impression in the heart of a little girl. Such a favor may not develop further, but if there is no particularly bad behavior, Luke's image will always remain positive in Gabrielle's heart.
Madame Maxime agrees with Fleur's analysis.
"It's true that there are no obvious differences, everyone just took different paths. And we all think we're the best. ”
As a wizard who is truly dedicated to education, Madame Maxim also has knowledge of the system of many magical schools around the world. She also knows that if you want to truly cultivate talents, you still have to move towards fine education, that is, the relationship between master and apprentice. It's just that it can be more open now.
But......
"It's certainly not something you can do. Did Mr. Gaunt tell you? Or someone else? ”
Madame Maxim said this in a rather determined tone.
This made Fleur a little unhappy to hear: "Why can't it be my own thoughts!" ”
Madame Maxim looked at Fleur, who was a little indignant, and said helplessly: "Fleur, you are a smart girl, but you are only a little smart. This analytical ability of yours may be exchanged for your beauty. ”
Fleur wants to be angry but doesn't know whether to be angry or not. Although this person is saying that he is stupid. But she did say that she was beautiful.
Looking at Fleur, who looked a little tangled, Gabrielle covered her forehead in some pain.
And at this time, everyone felt a clear sense of falling. So, it became clear to everyone that they had arrived.
The carriage soon landed smoothly, and the faces of the students were full of antiquity, and Madame Maxim, although her face was not obvious, showed her apprehension with a somewhat tense expression. It can be said that only Fleur alone is truly calm.
After pushing the car door, Madame Maxim walked out in an orderly manner with her students.
What catches your eye is naturally the duo of Luke and Dumbledore.
Professor Albus Dumbledore's name is still widely known even among this group of students in a foreign country. After all, the name 'The Strongest White Wizard' is not preceded by any qualifiers such as 'British'.
And Luke Gaunt is not a familiar person in their eyes, and more on the road to hear Fleur, Madame Maxim and Gabrielle three people accidentally mention it. In the student queue, some of the boys stared at Luke hostilely.
Although they didn't hear much, they could still feel it. Their Beauxbatons flower seems to have a little ambiguous relationship with the guy in front of them.
That was enough to raise their vigilance and hostility.
"Long time no see, Madame Maxim, I've been waiting for a long time."
Dumbledore stepped forward and greeted Lady Maxim.
"I hope you're well, Dumbledore."
As she spoke, her face relaxed, an elegant smile bloomed, and a glittering hand stretched out towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore, though also tall, barely bent over when he kissed the hand.
Luke followed Dumbledore, almost neck-and-neck.
"Welcome to Hogwarts with your students, Lady Maxime."
With that, Luke held out his hand to Madame Maxim. Madame Maxim didn't care much about it, shook Luke's hand and said, "Thank you for greeting, Mr. Gaunt." I am very honored. ”
The students behind her couldn't tell if it was a delusion. They always felt that Madame Maxime was treating Luke Gaunt more seriously than Professor Dumbledore.
It's very unreasonable, and it's even more incomprehensible.
But neither Fleur nor Gabrielle reacted otherwise. After all, they knew that Luke was a member of the Beauxbatons Board of Trustees. And it is also a school manager with a considerable voting weight. Madame Maxim's attention to Luke is the most deserved.
After all, Dumbledore couldn't remove her.
At this time, a huge magic ship appeared in the Black Lake.
Soon, a group of figures appeared in everyone's field of vision. The men were all very large, for they were all wearing a kind of fur cloak, and the fur on them was unkempt and tangled. The man in the lead, on the other hand, wore a different fur cloak: 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.
Karkaroff had a sweet voice, tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short, and his goatee didn't completely cover his thin chin. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands, looking very enthusiastic.
Soon, however, he noticed the somewhat shriveled welcome procession at Hogwarts.
"Only two people? Dumbledore? ”
Although Karkaroff did not explain, he expressed his dissatisfaction that he felt neglected.
Faced with such an almost complaining emotion, Dumbledore smiled freely, "I greet you with my best students. Believe me, it's grand. ”
Dumbledore had said so, and Karkaroff had little room to refute. He didn't have the courage to blow up in front of Dumbledore.
But......
"Haha! Speaking of students, Victor, come over and warm up...... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Victor is a bit of a cold......"
Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to step forward. The striking hooked nose and two thick, dark eyebrows easily reveal his identity.
Victor Krum.
Krum stepped forward and looked at the people gathered around. Needless to say, Kakarov, of course, that tall woman seemed to be the headmaster of Beauxbatons, and she was accompanied by an unusually beautiful girl.
But Krum only took one more look before looking away. He is not very interested in this kind of beauty that is too obvious and sharp, and at a glance it is not very interesting to see a girl who can't see any connotation except beauty.
Then, he noticed Dumbledore. Even in Bulgaria, he had heard legends about the old man. Later, he saw the boy standing beside Dumbledore.
"Mr. Gaunt, we finally meet."
His voice was a little muffled, and it sounded a little jammed. It seems that Karkarov did not lie or exaggerate when he said that he had a cold.
"I've seen you before, Wickdor."
Luke smiled and held out his hand to Krum. After the opponent shook his hand, he continued: "You have done your best in the World Cup. And you are still very young, I am sure that you will have a very bright future. ”
After Luke said this, Krum frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed. And the others, not even Karkaroff beside him, didn't feel anything unusual because of Luke's slightly condescending posture.
"Alright...... Now it's time for you to clean up. ”
With a hearty and gentle smile on his face, Dumbledore invited everyone into Hogwarts Castle as the host.
Before the group entered the castle, the students who were peeping were scattered in an instant.
When they entered the Great Hall, they saw the Hogwarts students sitting on the tables in the Great Hall in an orderly manner, with four colors intertwined, looking like there was some lack of order, but there was a sense of harmony and beauty.
Fleur looked around, and naturally took her sister and walked to the empty seat near the table where Taylor, Hermione, and Luna were. And with her, the Beauxbatons students, you are not far behind.
Victor Krum struggled at the door, unsure of where to sit with his companions.
Soon, however, after Luke was seated, Krum sat down with Luke, and the classmates around him saw that the long table was empty, so they chose a place nearby.
What they need is not a clear destination, there is certainly the best. If not, just a reference sign is enough.
After taking their seats, Durmstrang's classmates took off their students' fur cloaks and looked up at the dark, star-studded ceiling with interest. Two of the students also picked up the golden plate and goblet and looked at it carefully, obviously interested.
As Krum sat down, Luke could clearly feel that many of the people at the table were in a state of heavy breathing.
Even the always steady Ernie McMillan was visibly excited. Not to mention Ron, who has always been breathless.
His face began to turn red visibly as soon as Krum sat down. The freckles on the face are even more conspicuous because of this complexion. Harry was also excited, but he didn't have that strong excitement about the success of the star chase.
I looked at the others around me. Except for Ron, everyone else was relatively calm. In addition, the excitement could be seen on both Malfoy and Ernie's faces. But the girls, as well as George and Fred, all seemed calm. Luke, in particular, didn't fluctuate at all.
George seemed to notice Harry's expression, and winked at him, then at Krum, then quickly at Luke, and then at Harry.
Harry understood.
Yes, Krum is very good, a brilliant, young and promising Quidditch player. But in front of Luke, that's all.
He was nowhere near as good as Luke. Even in front of Luke, he didn't say that he was respectful, but he definitely didn't dare to be presumptuous easily.
At first, the atmosphere was a little cold, but soon it became lively under Fred's activity.
Krum was a little silent, but after a brief contact, it became clear to everyone that it was a personality issue. It's not some arrogance. Fleur and everyone have been familiar with each other for a long time, and there is no difficulty in integrating at all. Gabrielle, a little girl who looks like a doll, soon becomes the darling of the girls.
And Luke, who was laughing and chatting with everyone, suddenly felt a sense of peeping.
So he turned his head and looked around.
As a result, not only did that feeling disappear instantly, but even Luke didn't see anything suspicious. Everyone was laughing and laughing, and the auditorium was brightly lit with golden cups and plates.
It seems as if there is no soil for darkness to survive at all.