Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

When the bell rang early, Ivan, Colin, and Ginny hurried to the Gryffindor tower. They found that Harry, Ron, Hermione, and other little wizards had already returned. The cloak rushed down the stairs in three steps at a time and came to the hall.

At this time, the deans of the colleges are ordering their students to line up.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight; Creevey, tuck your shirt into your trousers!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron, "and you, Miss Patil, put that ridiculous Take things away."

Parvati frowned unhappily and removed a large butterfly headdress from the end of the braid.

"Okay, please follow me." Professor McGonagall said, "The first grade students are in front, don't be crowded..."

They filed down the steps and stood in a single file in front of the castle.

It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

The moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and it complements the castle, creating a beautiful fantasy picture.

All the teachers and students of the school stood outside the gate, and the ghosts floated slowly above everyone.

Alvin, Colin, and Ginny stood in the third row with other third-year students, and behind them were Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

He saw Colin's brother Dennis standing in the front with the other freshmen, shaking with excitement.

"It's almost six o'clock!" said Ron in a low voice, looking down the driveway leading to the front door. "How would they come, by train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione. "The Hogwarts train leaves from London. There's no way they'll be meeting there."

"How come then, broomstick?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

Hearing his words, Colin also raised his head in anticipation.

"They wouldn't do that, from that far away..."

"Maybe it's the Portkey?!" Ron continued to guess, "Or Apparition, maybe they allow people under the age of 17 to Apparate!"

"Ron, how many times have I told you that Apparition is not allowed in the Hogwarts grounds!" Hermione said impatiently.

The little wizards scanned the gradually darkened venue excitedly, but there was still no movement.

Everything was still, quiet, as usual.

The uncontrollable chatter gradually sounded from the crowd, and everyone was cold and hungry.

Just when everyone could bear it no longer, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with other teachers, suddenly yelled.

"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has arrived!"

"Where is it?" Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" a sixth-grader shouted, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A colossus, much bigger than a single broomstick, or a hundred broomsticks.

In the silvery light of the moon, you could see that it was flying rapidly across the deep blue sky towards the castle, getting bigger and bigger.

Chapter 544 Beauxbaton

"God, what is that?"

"It's a dragon!" screamed a freshman, too excited to know what to do.

"Don't be silly, it's a house flying!" Dennis said.

His guess may be closer, but more accurately, it is the carriage drawn by the rune horse.

Ivan had seen these rune horses when he visited Beauxbatons before.

They are about the size of an elephant, with a white gold body, beautiful silver mane, and red eyes. They usually inhabit around the river in the forest near Beauxbaton School. They are very rare magical animals.

As we all know, the rune horse is one of the branches of the extinct fantasy species Pegasus, which is a hybrid of Pegasus and giant horse.

Probably due to the mixed blood, the rune horse has a low reproductive success rate and a slow growth cycle.

The rune horse eats a lot and is extremely delicate. It has extremely high requirements for feed and does not eat ordinary forage at all.

If not cared for, they will get sick and die.

Someone once calculated that the annual expenses of a rune horse are roughly equivalent to the expenses of a hundred wizard families.

Probably only guys like Beauxbaton and Nick Flamel, who treat gold like a stone, can afford to raise so many rune horses.

Of course, the benefits of owning a rune horse are also very obvious.

You know, the rune horse is probably the closest magical animal to Pegasus right now.

In many legends, the sacred Pegasus is the mount of the gods, which is of great significance.

Due to various characteristics, Pegasus was used as a mount in ancient times when ancient warlocks still existed.

Later, due to over-capture, destruction of living environment and other reasons, Pegasus gradually disappeared and became extinct.

Now, all the little wizards raised their heads and watched in amazement as the huge black thing flew over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, and when it was illuminated by the lights from the castle windows, they saw that it was a huge car. The powder blue carriage flew towards them.

It was as big as a house, and was drawn in the air by twelve winged horses.

"Am I not mistaken?!" A seventh-grade student rubbed his eyes vigorously and exclaimed, "It's actually Pegasus. This is a magical animal that has been extinct for thousands of years. I saw it in a book."

His voice was trembling because of the excitement.

Hearing his words, the little wizards around looked at the huge carriage in disbelief.

The carriage circled over Hogwarts Castle, seemingly showing off.

After tens of seconds, the carriage flew lower and landed at an extremely fast speed.

The students standing in the first three rows hurriedly backed up and stuck together tightly to make room for the huge carriage.

Then, there was an earth-shattering bang, and the horseshoes slammed on the ground, each one as big as a vegetable plate.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on its huge wheels.

At the same time, those golden rune horses shook their huge heads, and their big fiery red eyes rolled around.

The door opened slowly, and a boy wearing Beauxbaton's light blue school uniform jumped out of the carriage.

He bent down, fumbled for something on the carriage floor, and opened a golden spiral staircase.

The boy jumped back respectfully, and then they all saw a shiny black high-heeled shoe protruding from the carriage.

It was Madame Maxime, and her shoe was about the size of a child's sled.

Everyone in Hogwarts was amazed again. They had probably never seen such a big woman in their life, and several of them even gasped in shock.

In their opinion, Madam Maxim's height was almost the same as that of Hagrid.

But it may be because everyone is used to Hagrid, so she seems to be even bigger and weirder.

At this moment, Madame Maxime had reached the bottom of the steps and was turning around to look at the crowd waiting with wide eyes.

When she came into the light that spilled from the hall, she was seen to have a handsome olive face, with large, dark, watery eyes, and a very pointed nose, and her hair was combed The back of the head is tied into a shiny bun at the base of the neck.

She was draped from head to toe in a black forge dress, and her neck and her thick fingers gleamed with opals of opulence.

While the little wizards were staring blankly at her, Dumbledore began to applaud.

Soon the students also clapped their hands, and many stood on tiptoe, trying to see Mrs. Maxim more clearly.

Her face slackened, a graceful smile spread out, and she walked towards Dumbledore with a gleaming hand.

Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely stooped to kiss the hand.

"Dear Madame Maxime!" He said with a smile, "Welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore!" Madame Maxime replied in a deep voice, "I haven't seen you for a few months, I heard something, I hope you are all well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"These are my students." Madame Maxime nodded, waving her huge hand carelessly behind her.

Only then did everyone seem to notice that about a dozen or so boys and girls had dismounted from the carriage.

At this moment, they were standing behind Madame Maxime, in the huge shadow cast by her.

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

This is not surprising, as the robes on their bodies appear to be made of fine silk.

Also, no one wore a cape, and the girls mostly covered their heads with scarves or hoods.

Only Gabriel didn't do this, her little head looked around excitedly, and she was talking to Fleur beside her in French in a low voice.

Ai Wen saw this girl when they just got off the carriage.

This guy seemed a little too excited, and he didn't have the restraint of a girl at all.

Ivan heard that there were many boys beside him saying that Gabriel was beautiful.

Although it hasn't grown yet, the Veela blood in her body is enough to attract the attention of men.

If Fleur beside her put down the scarf on her face, it would probably cause a sensation in Hogwarts.

Gabriel's agile gaze wandered among the crowd, and then she saw Ivan.

The girl had an angelic smile on her face and kept waving at Ivan.

All the little wizards of Hogwarts turned their heads, and Ivan suddenly became the focus of everyone.

Everyone was curious how he met this French girl.

The other Beauxbaton's students also looked at Ivan, with obvious vigilance and disgust on their faces.

Chapter 545 Durmstrang

Gabriel seemed to want to come over to say hello to Ivan and say a few words.

But her little hand was tightly held by Furong, and she couldn't pull it out at all. She could only wave to Ivan with the other hand.

It wasn't until Ivan waved his hand in the same way that she let it go with satisfaction.

Immediately, seeing all the Hogwarts students staring at her, her face turned red all of a sudden.

The girl was obviously embarrassed. She was too excited after seeing Aiwen just now, and forgot that there were so many people here.

"Who is that French girl waving at Alvin?"

"I don't know, but she's pretty, isn't she?!"

Many boys were staring at Gabriel, seeming to be attracted to her all of a sudden.

Fortunately, Gabriel is still young, and the magic power of Veela blood in her body is not strong.

Everyone just felt that this little girl looked very beautiful and cute, with an inexplicable intimacy, and was not fascinated.

Immediately, more people noticed the expressions of other Beauxbaton students, especially those boys looking at Ivan one by one.

The unconcealed disgust on their faces seemed to harbor great hatred.

The little wizards whispered about this again. Although no one knew what Aiwen had done in Beauxbatons at the end of last semester, everyone was not surprised that Aiwen suddenly became the focus of attention.

They have been used to it for the past two years, and it seems that it would be abnormal if it were not like this.

As for Ivan, he didn't have time to think about what other people thought.

He didn't even pay attention to the group of Beauxbaton students who looked bad at him.

He said hello to Gabriel, and just put his hand down when Hermione suddenly leaned into his ear.

"Who is she?" she asked in a low voice.

"Gabrielle Delacour!"

Hermione nodded. She knew that Aiwen had such a believer, who sent several letters almost every week.

They also discussed at the time how the French owls were different from the British ones.

Ivan waited for a while, Hermione didn't continue talking, and didn't know what she was thinking.

He glanced back at Hermione in surprise, expecting her to press on.

Now Hermione is like a kitten, very quiet, but there is a hint of cunning in her proud eyes.

Aiwen turned his head, secretly thankful that it was a girl named Gabriel who came here. If Elaine was here, things would be terrible.

Leaving aside the brief commotion in front of the castle, the conversation between Dumbledore and Madame Maxime continued in the foyer.

"The last time I came to Hogwarts was more than 40 years ago, and it still looks so beautiful here!"