Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Chapter 153 Beauxbatons and Durmstrang

The topic of the Triwizard Tournament was spreading wildly among the students like some highly contagious plague.

Everyone is extremely curious, who will become the warrior of Hogwarts?

The reason is also very simple.

Because Hogwarts is the only school with branches among the three major magic schools in Europe.

Not only is it divided into one branch, but it is also divided into four branches.

Not only is there competition, but it is also fierce.

Indeed, this helps to cultivate students' individual qualities, making the average quality of Hogwarts students higher than that of the other two colleges...

But this solidarity...

Ha ha.

Anriel didn't care much about this.

He is planning what to do on the 30th.

As a descendant of Dumbledore, and a descendant of that special surname that anyone with a keen eye could find out...

He planned to stand in the first row of the welcoming team——

Give those cute little Durmstrang guys a little desensitization treatment...

Anriel had to let them know...whose territory Hogwarts belonged to.

A week is enough time for Anriel to thoroughly check the identities and backgrounds of all members of the Durmstrang delegation.

It's mainly about identity and background, who in the family died because of Grindelwald, whether it's his biological father, mother, grandparents, etc.... and so on.

Because of this, on the 30th, Anriel stood a little behind Dumbledore, with a bored expression.

The teachers were already standing in the back row, and Dumbledore even asked Anriel to stand behind him...

All we can say is that Dumbledore really didn't want a large-scale bloody conflict to occur on the first day the Durmstrang delegation arrived here.

It really takes a lot of effort.

"Beauxbatons."

Anriel looked at the faint black dot in the sky and spoke softly.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The black dot in the sky grew bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into a carriage that looked like a house...

As big as a house, of course.

Otherwise, let alone the accommodation for the Beauxbatons delegation students this year, even Madame Maxime wouldn't be able to accommodate them...

As Madame Maxime stepped down from the carriage, the astonishment of the Hogwarts students only grew.

To the extent that, their attention was all focused on Madame Maxime, and they ignored the Beauxbatons students who got off the bus behind her.

Anriel looked at these handsome men and beautiful women...

To be honest, Beauxbatons probably has some appearance requirements when selecting the delegation.

Are you French people like this?

Anriel scratched his head and felt that from this perspective, letting Regulus go to Paris to develop was indeed the right choice.

Dumbledore exchanged a few words with Madame Maxime, while the students of Beauxbatons looked at the students of Hogwarts curiously.

Looking at the expressions of the Hogwarts students, they were shocked by the looks of the French students. There were definitely many people who had the same idea as Anriel.

It was not until Madame Maxime and her students entered the castle that the discussions about this group of people gradually died down.

Anriel sniffed.

He smelled a strong smell of the sea.

The Durmstrang men are here.

......

When the huge ship rose from the Black Lake, it created a splash of water more than two people high - the scale of Durmstrang's appearance was much larger than that of Beauxbatons.

The style of the whole ship is dark, and there is an atmosphere of the deep sea everywhere.

No, do all you dark wizards like this tune?

The last Slytherin who slept in the basement already got rheumatism. How dare you sleep in a cabin that is so damp?

Anriel was amazed, especially when he learned that these Durmstrang students would live here for the rest of the school year.

Igor Karkarov's voice, even more unctuous than Snape's, rang out, and Dumbledore responded enthusiastically.

Anriel dared to bet that if what Dumbledore thought in his heart was consistent with what he said, Anriel would strictly limit Dumbledore's sugar intake in the future in the name of high blood pressure, high blood lipids and high blood sugar.

Fortunately, when Karkaroff turned his head, the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared, allowing him to retain the right to eat desserts freely in the future.

When Karkaroff turned his head, his cunning eyes quickly looked among the students at Hogwarts.

Could he be looking for me?

Anriel raised his eyebrows. He was standing behind almost all the faculty and staff. Given Karkaroff's height... it seemed impossible to see him unless he jumped up.

Because he could sense Karkaroff's expression and movements, no matter how slight, through a group of people, but Karkaroff was not as clairvoyant as Moody.

Karkaroff seemed to be really looking for Anriel's trace, and when he didn't find him, he seemed to be relieved.

Krum walked up to Karkaroff, with a stern face and silence, allowing Karkaroff to...fawn on him?

This word doesn't seem to be accurate, "showing concern and concern" might be a better word... But Karkaroff did leave Anriel with the impression that he was trying to curry favor with Krum.

Anriel kept "staring" at the two men until they walked towards the castle.

Krum, wrapped in his cloak, walked straight in without looking back.

Karkaroff seemed to have sensed something...

When he turned around, his eyes met Anriel's.

In a flash, Anriel's figure disappeared among the Hogwarts students who were slowly pouring back into the castle.

Karkaroff's eyes widened.

......

At the welcome banquet, Durmstrang students were seated next to the Slytherin table, and Beauxbatons students were seated next to the Ravenclaw table.

This arrangement is quite reasonable.

only……

The seating arrangement in the Hogwarts Great Hall is very particular.

Sitting closest to the teacher's seats were the male and female student union presidents, regardless of which college they were from.

Behind the Head Boy and Head Girl sat the prefects of each house.

The problem lies here.

Anriel was sitting here with Luna.

Although Anriel is now in his fifth year, and has undoubtedly become the head of Ravenclaw...

But Luna was only in the third grade, thirteen years old.

There was a little girl among a group of guys around fifteen or sixteen years old, and the key point was that no one else had any questions about it.

This was enough to make the Beauxbatons representatives sitting next to Ravenclaw question.

Anriel chuckled and said nothing.

Instead of joining the professors in showing Madame Maxime and Karkaroff around Hogwarts, he chose to help with some behind-the-scenes work.

This also makes it convenient for him to come and accompany Luna directly after he has dealt with these things.

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore announced that the dinner was ready...very down-to-earth, very good.

Anriel looked at the small pot of French dish in front of him - French onion soup - with suspicion.

This amount of cheese is a bit extreme.

After trying a sip, Anriel was in awe of this calorie bomb...

However, the wine stewed scallops was very delicious, and not only Anriel, but Luna also seemed to like it.

Sure enough, traditional British cuisine is a torture...

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