Rune horses are a breed of Pegasus that embody huge and very strong.

It looks like an elephant.

Covered in white gold, with a beautiful silver mane and fiery eyes, it is a rare magical creature that usually inhabits the rivers in the forest near Beauxbatons School.

As we all know, 'Pegasus' is found all over the planet.

In all countries of the world there are winged horses,

In the Ming Kingdom, there is a magical animal named 'Tianma', which looks like a big white dog.

The hair on the head is black, and a pair of wings grow on the back. When you see someone, you will soar into the air.

And Beauxbatons' rune horse, it is actually a hybrid quality of a pegasus and a giant horse that has been extinct since ancient times.

This is a very delicate magical animal, a breed of human intervention, and all this kind of artificially bred magical beasts are either violent and full of wildness, or quiet and gentle to the outside world and lack the most basic stress response, no matter what, they cannot survive normally in nature.

Lady Maxim's horses, on the other hand, are even more special, as they only drink pure malt whisky, and only those with a lot of strength can take care of them.

Raising one of these horses is probably enough for Miss Granger to publish a few more books.

There was a thunderous roar in the sky.

At the sound of this, all the young wizards raised their heads and watched in amazement as the black behemoth skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, and when it was illuminated by the light of the castle window, they saw that it was a huge powder-blue carriage flying towards the castle.

It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses pulled it into the air.

The carriage flew even lower and was descending at an incredibly fast speed.

The first-year wizards in the first row all exclaimed in surprise and ducked around.

Under the crowd, the line in front began to disagree.

Dozens of people were in a mess. Then there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the first-year wizards all crowded back.

"Neville, you stepped on me." Ron ached.

A clear footprint appeared on his clean black leather shoes.

"Oh! I'm sorry Ron, it's Colin squeezing me. Neville reluctantly turned his head.

"It's not. My brother they were frightened. Colin's voice came from ahead: "Dennis, don't squeeze, it's just a carriage." ”

"Oh my God! These horses are majestic, and Hagrid will love them. Harry sighed, his gaze moving with the rune horse.

Looking at those beautiful horses, he suddenly felt a desire to ride.

Riding such a handsome horse, passing past the Ravenclaw Tower, if Qiu Chang saw it, he would definitely be impressed.

"Bang bang!"

There was a tremor in the earth.

The horses' hooves slammed to the ground, all the size of a vegetable plate.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on the huge wheels, and the golden horses shook their huge heads, their big fiery red eyes dripping.

Harry had barely had time to see a crest (two golden criss-crossed wands, each with three stars popping out of it) on the door, and the door opened.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent down, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase.

Then he jumped back respectfully and went up the stairs in front of him.

Then Harry saw a shiny black heel poking out of the carriage.

"Merlin's beard!"

He suddenly understood why the carriage and those silver-maned horses were so big.

Several people gasped in shock.

"She's big enough." Ron glanced sideways at Hermione beside him, "She's at least half a head taller than Hagrid, I thought you were kidding us." ”

"No politeness, Ron!" Hermione glanced at him. "Again, Lady Maxim is a pure human witch, she's just—born with a larger skeleton."

She had previously introduced Ron Harry to the headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Lady Olim Maxim.

Said she was a powerful, elegant, wise witch.

In fact, a wizard who can be the headmaster of Beauxbatons is no ordinary wizard, and it is not a place where Durmstrang can be a former Death Eater to become a headmaster.

Nick Lemay is the gatekeeper, although the six-hundred-year-old will not be directly involved in the affairs of the French wizarding world, nor will he be involved in the management of Beauxbatons.

But his influence is just too great.

No French wizard can ignore a man who has dedicated his life to the romantic land of France at over 600 years old.

There weren't many witches he approved.

The most famous one should be the girl from Orleans who Owen talks about all day long. (Because faith in Merlin brings misfortune.) ）

In her third year, Hermione told them many stories about Lady Olim Maxim, including how she fought the witches to deserve the position of Headmaster of Beauxbatons.

Although this giant half-breed woman looks very large, she actually has excellent eloquence and the ability to negotiate with people, but unfortunately in the original book she is facing a group of giants. That's why their plan to get the giants to join in and fight Voldemort together failed.

Unfortunately, neither Ron nor Harry were focused on what Lady Olim Maxim had achieved.

Their attention was all on her figure.

- I can only say that men! Hum!

George and Fred had been arguing with Ron Harry about whether or not she was talking about Lady Olim Maxim being a Giant Half-blood.

Because they don't think normal humans can grow that tall.

Even though Hermione repeatedly insisted that Fleur told her that Lady Maxim was a pure human witch, but she was born with a somewhat large skeleton.

"That's a big skeleton?" Ron stared.

Shoved Neville forward and said, "She looks like she's 11 feet, 11 feet!! ”

"Fleur said they were headmaster," Hermione explained impatiently.

Although she also felt a little ridiculous, she chose to believe in her good sister.

After all, this is the wizarding world - her knowledge is too small, the world is so big, what if there really is a wizard with the size of a skeleton?

"She (Fleur) won't admit it." The Twins bluntly said in the back, "They won't admit that the headmaster of their school is a wizard and a giant hybrid—because they feel ashamed." ”

"Only Dumbledore doesn't care about wizarding blood, as long as he has the ability and guaranteed character, he will invite the other party to join Hogwarts."

Fred continued.

And his words made Hermione suddenly think of Lavender.

After she was bitten by a vampire last semester, her mother was worried that her daughter would become a vampire and be expelled from Hogwarts.

Owen had said this at the time - Dumbledore would not refuse you education because of your blood.

And the great, forgiving Headmaster who would accompany the funeral march for the twins at the opening ceremony would always belong to Hogwarts.

Harry watched the witch get out of the carriage as he watched closely.

One of her shoes was the size of a child's sleigh, and he had never seen it in his life.

He was almost the same height as Hagrid. Even because of her shoes, she looks taller than Hagrid.

At this moment, Madame Maxim had reached the bottom of the stairs, and was turning to look at the wide-eyed crowd.

When she stepped into the light that came out of the foyer, they found that she had a very handsome olive face, a pair of large, dark, watery eyes, and a pointed nose.

Her hair was combed back and tied in a shiny bun at the base of her neck.

She was wrapped from head to toe in a black forged garment, and many precious opals shone around her neck and on her thick fingers.

And while the young wizards were in a daze, Dumbledore took the lead and began to applaud.

Then the little wizards who woke up began to applaud.

Her face relaxed, an elegant smile bloomed, and a glittering hand reached out toward Dumbledore.

"Welcome," said the old Headmaster, "to Hogwarts." ”

He kissed Madam Maxim's outstretched hand.

"Dumbledore," Miss Maxime said in a deep voice, "I hope you're well. ”

"Also, I think we need to talk about what the game is about."

"After that, we can talk in detail." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Madame Maxim nodded, her huge hand casually waving behind her: "These are my students. ”

At this time, everyone seemed to notice that about two dozen male and female students had disembarked from the carriage.

At this moment, they were standing behind Madame Maxim, in the great shadow she cast.

Judging from their appearance, they are all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they are all trembling slightly.

It is not surprising that the clothes they wore might have been warm in France, but here it was Scotland, and the cold wind of the highlands was blowing the silk robes on them.

And none of the people in this group wore cloaks, and most of the girls had their heads wrapped in scarves or turbans.

From Owen's point of sight, these little wizards, all of them are handsome men and women, if they don't tremble.

Of course – just because they're shivering doesn't mean they're inferior in momentum.

In fact, it's quite the opposite.

As soon as the young wizard of Beauxbatons walked towards the carriage, he met the young wizard of Hogwarts with a spark.

George and Fred, with weird smiles on their faces.

It is estimated that there are already a hundred tricks in my head.

Hermione spotted Fleur in the crowd, as well as her sister Gabrielle's.

To be honest, she wasn't in very good shape, and she looked very tired.

The little wizards around her were a little far away from her.

But no one dared to put on a face for her.

In fact, most of the Beauxbatons little wizards looked at her in awe.

I don't know what this girl has been doing in the past few months.

"Is Durmstrang here?" Ms. Maxim asked.

"Will come anytime." Dumbledore looked into the distance, and there was an inexplicable expectation in his blue eyes.

Owen saw it for real.

This made him a little curious about who Durmstrang would lead the team this time.

It couldn't have been his grandfather Grindelwald!

He probably wouldn't have appeared at Hogwarts in such a bright spot.

After all—that's Grindelwald!

If the Federation was able to pardon Wenda Rozier, it was because the Rozier family had lost their wealth and she might have contributed greatly to the Federation in some places.

This is barely in the past, but it is still criticized by much of the international community.

Can Grindelwald.

Owen couldn't think of any other way to pardon him than to overthrow the Federation.

"Would you rather be greeted here, or would you rather go in first and warm up?" Dumbledore asked.

"Let's warm up." Madame Maxim said, "But the horses"

"Don't worry, our Conservation Magical Creatures teacher will be happy to take care of them," Dumbledore said, "and he'll come back after dealing with a little mess, it's, well, something he's going to take care of that went haywire." ”

It's clear – it's his work – that the fried tail snail has grown up.

Owen snorted lightly.

"My steed needs a lot of strength to take care of it." Madame Maxime said uneasily, as if doubtful that Hogwarts' protective magical creatures teacher would be up to the task, "You know, they're very strong"

"Rest assured, he's a student of Mr. Scamant." Dumbledore smiled, and in a few words he shot back at Lady Maxim's suspicious gaze.

The name of Senior Newt is known to wizards in half the world.

After all, except for the Far East, almost all the magical beasts classes in other magic schools use his "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

Of course, Senior Newt is constantly updating his books, and maybe one day even the Far Eastern School of Magic will purchase his books!

"Yes, I certainly believe in Mr. Scamant's professionalism in this field." Miss Maxim paused, then continued, "Please tell Hagrid that these horses only drink pure malt whiskey. ”

"I will." Dumbledore said flatly.

Then get out of the way that leads to the castle behind you.

"Come on!" Madame Maxim turned and said majestically to her students.

The little wizards of Hogwarts got out of the way, and under the eyes of each of them, they entered the castle.

Professor McGonagall followed, taking charge of the reception.

"Alright! Who's the turn, Durmstrang or Ilvermorny? "Hufflepucciry, Justin and Hannah stand together.

"They're definitely not going to come in a carriage." Ernie affirmed, "There's always something new!" ”

Despite their thoughts, most wizards looked up at the sky with their eyes blazing, as they couldn't think of any other way to get to Hogwarts.

There was silence for a while, for it had been so long and the temperature was so cold that everyone had no interest in talking, except for the sound of Madame Maxim's giant horse snorting and stomping its hooves.

"It's too cold." The young wizards of Hogwarts also began to tremble.

The weather in November, especially when they are close to lakes and the sea, and the humidity in the air makes the temperature feel much cooler than it actually is.

Temperatures in the Scottish Highlands are no joke.

Sometimes she was even colder than Durmstrang in Northern Europe.

It's -

Owen, who was standing next to Dumbledore, was awakened by the cold.

Yes, he was already dozing off sleepily.

The corners of the professors' eyes twitched, but none of them spoke.

Because Dumbledore was right next to him, even the old headmaster had deformed a mast for him to lean on.

"Shhh

A cold wind poured directly into Owen's neck.

The little black head trembled and woke up directly.

"What the hell is the weather." He cursed.

"It's only the end of October, what kind of trouble are you going to make! Are you serious? ”

Owen said to the Scottish weather.

But soon he began to complain again, why didn't Hogwarts have heating?

Obviously, installing a heating in the castle can solve most of the problems.

Owen frowned, the cold causing him to pull out his wand, "Villavito!" ”

A subtle transfiguration spell would spread from the tip of his wand.

Like a conductor, Owen held his hands high.

Then there was a sudden roar on the ground.

Suddenly, huge marbles grew out of the ground.

Throughout the garden, the marbles are transformed into a kind of small pavilion.

Then, with a flick of his right hand holding his wand, his own flame instantly ignited the brazier at the top of the pavilion.

At least a dozen pavilions lit flames at the same time.

But when it comes to mastering ancient magic, he has improved a lot.

Changing the structure of matter like this could not have been easier for him.

"Wow!"

The little wizards let out a cry of joy.

Then most of them looked back at Owen.

This is the big demon king in the castle, although everyone dreams of pressing him to the ground and beating him violently, but this guy's actions from time to time still win him great prestige.

In the castle, his prestige even surpassed that of some professors.

Of course—or maybe the professors just shut them up at best, and Owen would just do it.

Dumbledore watched from the sidelines, a smile gradually appearing on his calm face.

He could feel that the child was changing little by little.

The fiery heat dispelled some of the cold.

Everyone started talking and laughing again.

Suddenly, a strange sound wafted from the darkness.

It was a pent-up rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along the riverbed.

"In the lake!" Lee Jordan shouted, pointing to the lake, "Look at the lake!" ”

Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the site, they could clearly see the calm, black water.

Suddenly the surface of the water was no longer calm, and there was a commotion in the middle of the lake, and a huge splash of water rose on the water, and waves crashed against the damp shore, and then, in the very middle of the lake, a large whirlpool of green light appeared, as if a huge plug had suddenly been pulled out of the bottom of the lake

A long, black pole-like thing slowly rises from the whirlpool, followed by the sail rigging.

"It's a mast!" He said to Ron and Hermione.

Slowly, and in extraordinary style, the great ship rose out of the water, glittering in the moonlight.

(End of chapter)