Chapter 264 Final
The three of them returned to the castle for lunch.
"Father—Mother!" Draco was shocked when he sat down at the Slytherin table. "What are you doing here?"
"Come to see Sherrin's finals!" Narcissa said with a loving smile, "And also come to see my baby Draco."
Lucius snorted and said in a deep voice: "Draco, how did you do in the exam?"
"Ah, this... I think it should be okay," Draco said. "I can't remember the names of all the rebel goblins. Seriously, who is going to remember these? I made up a few at random, but anyway, magic Historical knowledge has no practical use for our future career, right?"
Lucius was about to say something, but was interrupted by Narcissa, "You are right, these old antiques are only the pedantic old scholars who are interested in studying them. When my mother was in magic, The history exam is also made up randomly... From now on, if you want to know anything, you can ask your servants to check it for you. "
Lucius sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Narcissa, you are just too spoiled to him. Look at Xie Lin, his history of magic is amazing, and the consultants on the history of magic hired by the family are probably far behind." Not as good as him."
Although there is only one butler and one house elf living in Malfoy Manor, this does not mean that there are no other servants in the Malfoy family. When Lucius manages the family business, he often needs talents from all walks of life to advise him, and these talents are collectively called "staff".
They are often experts in certain fields and have extensive knowledge or extremely special skills in the corresponding fields. They do not live in the manor on weekdays, but they need to respond to the call of the family leader anytime and anywhere, come to answer questions or provide advice to the family leader.
At this time, Daphne, Astoria, and Pansy also sat over.
"Hello, aunt and uncle," the three girls called obediently.
"Ah," Narcissa gave them a warm hug, "the two young ladies from Greengrass and Miss Parkinson, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and you are becoming more and more beautiful."
"Auntie, you are the same. I just looked over and saw your figure from a distance, and I was still wondering when Xie Lin had a sister." Daphne joked.
"Haha, you are really good at talking." Narcissa smiled from ear to ear. She quickly glanced at Lucius, and both of them nodded secretly.
"Come on, everyone is one of our own, let's sit down and eat together!" Narcissa asked the three girls to sit next to her.
Lunch at Hogwarts is no different from usual. It is roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, etc., with mashed potatoes or roasted potatoes, plus some vegetable salads.
Narcissa just poked the mutton chops on the plate in front of her with her knife and fork, and then stopped eating.
She said with some disgust: "The quality of the food here is really bad. You must have suffered terribly here." Then she looked at her two sons with some sympathy. Draco was fine, but Xie Lin felt this kind of gaze. , feeling quite uncomfortable.
Xie Lin felt that it was just a meal, so there was no need to go to great trouble. Naturally, the level of food provided by Hogwarts cannot be compared with that of pure-blood families. After all, it provides free boarding education, and at the same time, it has to take into account the living needs of hundreds of students. Imagine if house elves were required to provide food for every student. If they all serve dragon steak, Hogwarts' funds will soon be at the bottom.
But Narcissa's words are a bit too exaggerated. The magic of cooking by the house elves at Hogwarts is inherited from the great gourmet Hufflepuff himself. Even if the amount of cooked food is too large, the quality must be compromised. , but the overall level is definitely not much different.
"Aunt Narcissa, I think it's actually pretty good." Pansy said helpfully.
"By the way, it's really painful to have to endure eating with a bunch of poor people." Narcissa glanced at Mrs. Weasley who was sitting at the Gryffindor table with Harry and Ron. He shook his head in disgust.
"Dumbledore may think that his so-called 'equal treatment' can reflect his fraternity." Lucius stroked his silver snake-head cane and said sarcastically.
Fortunately, they were far enough apart that Mrs. Weasley could not hear them, otherwise there would have been another exchange of words.
After lunch, Schelling and his parents temporarily separated.
Daphne, Pansy and Astoria volunteered to take Lucius and his wife for a walk outside the castle to see Durmstrang's ghost ship and Beauxbatons' luxury carriage.
Xie Lin sat alone by the lake, quietly looking at the sparkling lake water.
He didn't know how he should feel now.
Too much strength made him lose the sense of expectation for this game.
According to the description in the original book, the levels Harry encountered along the way included a Hagrid's Explosive-Ended Skrewt, a Boggart, a golden mist that turned the world upside down, a Sphinx, and a giant eight-eyed spider. That's it?
The original work is described from Harry's perspective, and Harry was able to reach the finish line without any danger because of the secret help of Crazy Eyes Moody. But even so, this competition is designed to the highest level that standard seventh-year elite students can display. The content of the competition has been finalized by the Department of International Cooperation and the Department of Sports of the Ministry of Magic long before the start of the school year. Even because of Schelling's The butterfly effect brought by it leads to the upgrade of competitors' strength and does not affect the content of the competition.
This means that this competition is designed for the level of Cedric Diggory, Viktor Krum, and Fleur Delacour in the original book.
And even if these three people were tied together now, they would not be enough for Schelling to beat up.
In this state, how could Schelling feel the excitement, expectation, and enthusiasm of other warriors... He sighed softly. He just wanted to end it all quickly and welcome Voldemort's return...
Voldemort, Voldemort, I hope you don't disappoint me too much.
Time passed slowly, and then the sun set in the west. The light from the sun turned into an intoxicating orange-yellow color.
It was time for dinner, and everyone gathered in the hall.
The dinner was richer than usual, and many students had a big appetite at this time, enjoying the dinner with relish. Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat at the staff table. Bagman looked very happy, but Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting next to Ms. Maxime, had a stern face and said nothing.
Schelling smiled. On the surface, Fudge had a very harmonious relationship with Dumbledore, which made people easily think that they were in the same camp. But in fact, his fundamental ideas were completely different from Dumbledore's. He discriminated against Muggles and Muggle wizards in his heart, but he didn't show it easily. However, his dislike and disgust for half-blood giants, vampires, werewolves and other aliens with bad reputations would be clearly written on his face.
When the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and everyone quieted down.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will invite everyone to the Quidditch field to watch the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now please ask the warriors to follow Mr. Bagman to the playground." He pinched his long silver-white beard and said in a deep voice.
The warriors stood up and left together, and all the students applauded them.
This was the final battle. As the game progressed, the performance of the four warriors also successfully conquered the hearts of the Hogwarts students. They cheered and applauded for the efforts, courage, and strength of each warrior.
Astoria crossed her hands in front of her chest, her fingers twisted tightly, "Brother Xie Lin, you must win!"
Daphne smiled and said, "No more words, everyone will wait for you at the celebration tonight."
Xie Lin smiled and nodded, turned around suddenly, and with his steps, the night star cloak hanging on his shoulders was lifted high by the wind he brought, rolling out a sharp arc, leaving a heroic back in the eyes of everyone.