From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

On October 30, the professor in charge of the last afternoon class finished the class early and let those students who were in a trance leave.

They rushed back to their dormitories, put down their textbooks and schoolbags as required, put on the standard Hogwarts black cloak, hurriedly tidied their appearance, and came to the front of the entrance hall together.

The deans of the four colleges were directing their students to line up. The first-year students were the shortest, so they stood at the front, and the same was true for the students from the second to seventh years. The prefects of each college were responsible for helping their deans to make fine adjustments to prevent some people who were too tall (such as Ron) from blocking the sight of the students behind them.

After the team was lined up, everyone walked out of the entrance hall, crossed the steps, and stood in an arc in front of the castle. In the middle of the arc were the professors of the college. Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw, stood at the front, and Dumbledore, the tallest, stood at the back. Not far from Dumbledore was Ivy himself. He was tall even in Slytherin, which was full of giants, and he was in the seventh grade, so he was ranked in this position.

Although Ivy didn't attend classes much, he thought he should participate in the school's collective activities, otherwise he would be too free.

The crowd whispered in the cold and fresh air, and Professor McGonagall was adjusting her students' clothes: "Weasley, turn your collars out, Miss Patil, take off that ridiculous thing on your hair."

George and Fred adjusted each other's collars, while Padma Patil, the twin sister of Parvati Patil, stood in the Ravenclaw team, so she could only unhappily remove the huge bow on the end of her braid.

The sky gradually darkened, and a bright, transparent moon was parked above the Forbidden Forest. The cold wind passed through the crowd, and many students held on to the cloaks with the Hogwarts school emblem on them.

Dumbledore was the first to warn the impatient crowd: "Ah! The representatives of Beauxbatons are here! If I am not mistaken..."

The crowd became more agitated, and they looked in different directions, hoping to see the means of transportation used by Beauxbatons.

"On top of the Forbidden Forest!" a student shouted, pointing his hand directly at the moon.

So everyone turned their necks and looked for it in the bright moonlight.

A huge monster appeared in the sky and was growing rapidly. At first, everyone thought it was a flying dragon, and then it seemed like a giant flying house, until it got closer, everyone saw that it was a carriage pulled by Pegasus.

The carriage's skin was powder blue, which looked very fairy-tale-like, and the golden harness and reins were tied to twelve giant Pegasus.

"It's a magic horse!" Hermione, who had finished reading the textbook long ago, shouted loudly, "A specialty of the French magic world! Hogwarts originally wanted to import a batch, but the ranch was really not enough!"

She noticed the surrounding eyes and quickly added: "I heard it from Hagrid..."

The loud noise when the huge carriage landed interrupted the students' onlookers of Hermione.

Each hoof of the magic horse is as big as a vegetable plate, and the whole is as huge as an elephant. Apart from the universal reason of magic, it is really hard to imagine how this creature can fly.

The carriage of Beauxbatons is printed with their emblem-crossed wands, each of which sprays out three stars.

The school uniform of Beauxbatons is made of light blue silk, which looks very gorgeous and soft, but not very warm.

The Beauxbatons students following behind Madame Maxime are like a group of chicks sheltering behind a hen, and they are shivering in the cold wind.

The first time Hogwarts students saw Madam Maxime, they couldn't help but compare her with Hagrid, especially the sixth and seventh graders who had entered the advanced class of Care of Magical Animals.

"She is almost as tall as Hagrid!" said Angelina, a sixth-grade Gryffindor chaser, and then looked down at Madam Maxime's high heels that were comparable to children's sleds, "Maybe taller than Hagrid! Where is Hagrid? He is also a professor at Hogwarts, why didn't I see him today?"

"Dear Madam Maxime," Dumbledore had already begun to greet the headmaster of Beauxbatons. He had just kissed the hand without bending over, facing the many shining opal rings on Madam Maxime's hands, "Welcome to Hogwarts."

Applause began to ring, and professors and students all stared at this unique group of people enthusiastically.

An elegant smile bloomed on Madame Maxime's pretty face, and she greeted Dumbledore in a deep voice: "Dumbledore, I hope everything is well with you."

After a brief greeting, Madame Maxime asked about the situation of another headmaster: "Has Karkaroff arrived?"

"The Durmstrang representative may arrive at any time." Dumbledore replied, "Would you like to wait here to greet him, or would you like to go in and warm up first?"

Madam Maxime's eyes swept over her shivering chicks, and she said sympathetically: "It's better to go in and warm up first. But those rune horses-"

"We have three professors of magical animal protection, a fully functional Pegasus ranch and related breeding bases, and we can definitely take good care of them." Dumbledore must be showing off.

"Ah, I heard it." Mrs. Maxim dispelled some of their concerns, "I heard that the Ministry of Magic sent people to the Pegasus ranch in Europe to inspect, but did not introduce a rune horse? I have to say that only the strength is very strong. Big talents can take good care of them, they are too strong. "

"I can guarantee that Hagrid can definitely be competent for this job ..." Dumbledore's words were interrupted loudly before finishing speaking.

Hagrid was squeezed out of the professors' teams, which was startled by those who were familiar with him. They have never seen such a short Hagrid. The short finger here is that they are a little shorter than Dumbledore.

"Of course! Principal Dumbledore!" Hagrid shouted loudly, looking up at Mrs. Maxim in front of her, the expression was more eager than seeing the dragon.

Mrs. Maxim was confused by his enthusiasm. After looking at the Grid, he spoke: "Presumably you are Hagrid? These rune horses are bothering you, they only drink pure malt whiskey."

Everyone saw what Herge did not hear what Mrs. Maxim said, because his attention was exactly the female principal who was tall in front of him.

"Sorry?" Mrs. Maxim frowned uncomfortably, reminding, "Professor Hagrid?"

"Oh!" Hagrid returned sharply, and seemed to realize that his messy hair and beard were observed. His face rose to dark red, and he was quickly developing in the direction of purple. He did not answer the questioning of Mrs. Maxmm, but took a bow from his head and pulled out a pendant from the neckline. A few thick fingers fiddled with a bit, and the whole person quickly swelled.

Facing the surprise of the Bustaton students, Hagrid became a big man who looked very good at Mrs. Maxim, at least in the figure, they were half a catty.

"You are ..." Mrs. Maxim couldn't say anything.

"Like you!" Hayga said happily, "I just used a little magic. One of my friends helped to make me fly in the air in the air. Of course, our Pegasus is better than God than God. Fuma is small ... I don't know if you are interested ... "

"Hagrid!" Dumbledore had to interrupt him, "Let's let our Mrs. Maxim enter the auditorium warm for a while!"

"Oh! You are right! Principal." Hagrid looked down at the obvious too thin clothes on Mrs. Maxim, and looked back at Dumbledore, "I still bring your rune horses to Go in the pasture, maybe you need to expand a group of horses.

Even if Haygen means people who have no eyes, they can understand, but the students of the Bossbatton did not hear the rejection of his principal, but heard her slightly panic: "Thank you, Professor Hagrid, I will I know Go to see the rune horse ... "

After saying this, Mrs. Maxim led her student who stood in her shadow and rushed into the hall. A female student wrapped in her head with a scarf stopped by Avi.

A hoarse and many obvious French accents passed out: "You have not wrote a letter for me for a whole year, Mr. Dum? Do you have nothing to explain about this?"

Avi has recognized this as a hibiscus. He smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Miss Dracker, I remember about a month ago, I have already believed in the situation. To be honest, I am also curious why why I am also curious why You did not receive a letter. "

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Miss Dracol?" Furong snorted, "You don't even want to call me a 'hibiscus'! Besides, do you think I would believe in your nonsense letter? When you go to another world, you really lose you. Exports that can be said "

"That's so regrettable." The expression on Avi had not changed. He could forgive Hibiscus's liberty. After all, it wasn't just a wizard who could show the magic that crossed the universe like him. "But for you, Furong , I have never said a lie. "

The head of the hibiscus wrapped around the scarf slightly leaned back, and it didn't seem to be able to adapt to Avi's sudden straight ball: "Okay ... in this case, what do you think of me?"

"You?" Avi looked up and down the thin silk school uniform of Furong. Two years ago, the girl from France was even more picky. "A beautiful, brave, sincere, enthusiastic girl? "

Although Ivey's evaluation is already very high, Furong is still not very satisfied. It seems that she can't stand the cold wind at the end of October, but also as if she is impatient. See, don't you dare not face me? "Turned into the auditorium.

Although the Slytherin who was closest to Avi was very curious, when Avi turned around, everyone immediately turned their eyes to the moon on the top of the forbidden forest.

"The French girl is not easy to deal with, isn't it?" Dumbledore, not far from Avi, teased, "Maybe we should have a joke at this time to adjust the atmosphere?"

Avi snorted twice, intending to slightly over this topic.

What attracts people's attention than Dumbledore's snacks is the movement from Black Lake.

The calm water surface rose ripples, and the ripples quickly became huge water. And wrapped with various waterweeds.

"A ghost ship!" Ron exclaimed.

It was indeed a ghost ship. It looked like a skeleton or the wreckage of a ship that had been sailing underwater for a long time. The faint light from the portholes made people shudder. They couldn't help but think of skeletons and zombie-like sailors, as well as pirate captains with octopus heads and hooks instead of palms.

The ghost ship had completely emerged from the water, swaying on the waves of the Black Lake for a while, and then sailed towards the shore.

Its style had attracted most of the boys in Hogwarts. Who wouldn't like such a stylish ghost ship?

The girls in Hogwarts obviously didn't like it very much. It looked wet, and all kinds of suspicious crustaceans were attached to the side of the ship, which was numb.

The ghost ship of Durmstrang dropped an anchor on the shore and put a long protruding wooden board on the shore.

Many people wearing fur cloaks came out of the ship and began to go ashore in an orderly manner. Those fur cloaks were all black, with tangled hair on them. Only the thin man in the lead wore a silver fur cloak, which matched his silver hair.

"Dumbledore!" Karkaroff, wrapped in a silver cloak, shouted enthusiastically, "My dear old friend, how are you doing recently?"

"It couldn't be better, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore also answered loudly, "Hogwarts welcomes you!"

Karkaroff's voice sounded smooth and mercenary, and with his silver hair and cloak, as well as the goatee on his chin, he made people feel that he was not a headmaster, but a sinister businessman.

"My dear Hogwarts..." Although Karkaroff smiled with yellow teeth, there was no smile in his eyes, only endless indifference and hostility, "It's great to be here, it's great... Viktor, come here, I'll take you to meet Professor Dumbledore... You don't mind, Dumbledore?"

"The Triwizard Tournament is for the young talents of the three schools, of course I don't mind." Dumbledore's blue eyes also showed a smile, "Welcome, Mr. Krum."

"Thank you," Krum's English was stiff and not very proficient, "Professor Dumbledore."