Chapter 371 Heading to the Ministry of Magic

With Dobby's help, Vanlin quickly prepared everything, such as luggage.

Vanlin really wanted to take Hermione with him, but this should be his delusion. After all, this is not a real exchange student, and Vanlin used to only deal with the alchemical products in his body.

However, Vanlin is still looking forward to France.

Beauxbatons School of Magic is a magic school for young wizards and witches. It is believed to be located in the Pyrenees Mountains, with a magnificent manor that amazes visitors, surrounded by vast lawns and beautiful mountains created by magic. It is said that the amazing castle and land of this ancient magic school were partly funded by alchemists Nicolas Flamel and Perenelle Flamel when they visited Beauxbatons in their youth. Therefore, the huge fountain on the campus is named after them. This fountain is said to have the function of repairing and beautifying.

Vanlin really wants to see the scenery of Beauxbatons' courtyard. Compared with Hogwarts, Beauxbatons seems to have more gorgeous and beautiful French style that belongs only to the court. This always seems to be very fascinating.

It can be seen from the carriage used by Beauxbatons for communication. It is a kind of Pegasus, with golden silver mane and fiery red eyes, similar to elephants, and only drinks single malt whiskey. Giant horses are quite large and extremely strong Palomino horses (referring to a kind of Alabama stallion with a light brown or cream body and white tail and mane in the western United States). The winged horse that pulls the carriage for Beauxbatons School is the magic horse.

No noble family would be so extravagant as to use such an expensive magic horse to pull a carriage. It seems that only Beauxbatons can afford it.

In fact, there is an alchemist who has survived for more than 600 years, and Nicolas Flamel has always been concerned about his alma mater. These things seem to be explained.

In addition to the Flamel couple, Beauxbatons has many other famous alumni, including Duke Vincent de Teffle-Picoqui, who cast a concealing spell on his neck to pretend that he had been beheaded and escaped hanging; Luke Milful, a notorious pastry maker and poisoner of Muggles.

It seems that Beauxbatons is not much stronger than Hogwarts, but the dark wizards who come out of Hogwarts are much stronger than those who come out of Beauxbatons.

And Durmstrang, whether it is Hogwarts or Durmstrang, is stronger than Beauxbatons in terms of strength.

However, no one dares not to respect Beauxbatons, whether it is because of the potential of students in Beauxbatons School of Magic or the strength of Beauxbatons teachers.

But one thing that can be confirmed is that Voldemort's pure blood theory does not work in Beauxbatons.

You know, the current principal of Beauxbatons, Madame Maxime, is a half-giant.

This is the same as Hagrid. It is said that there is some unspeakable little secret between the two of them. Fanlin is very curious about the children of Hagrid and Madame Maxime.

Hagrid and Madame Maxime are both half-giants. They have half of the blood of ordinary humans in their bodies. Maybe the child born by Madame Maxime is an ordinary human child.

Fanlin was more curious about Madame Maxime's strength. You know, due to the influence of blood, half-giants are not very talented in magic, at least Hagrid is like that. Compared with using spells, Hagrid prefers to use his huge crossbow arrows that emit cold light.

He seems to have thought too much?

Fanlin thought, after all, he was going to a completely unfamiliar place, and he didn't know anything about Beauxbatons.

In addition to Nicolas Flamel, Fanlin only knew Madame Maxime, Fleur and Gabriel.

These are all people who appeared in the memory. Fanlin never thought that the first meeting was in Beauxbatons. In the next semester, people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will come to Hogwarts.

That should be the right way to open it.

Fanlin felt that he might be looking at a false memory. Whether in terms of power or the development of events, there was a big deviation from the memory.

"Are you leaving?" Harry asked.

After saying goodbye to Hermione last night, Fanlin returned to the dormitory and started packing his luggage. In fact, Fanlin only had one suitcase.

"Ah, yes." Fanlin said. He got up very early. It was only seven o'clock in the morning. At least for students in Hogwarts, this was really early enough.

It seemed that the sound of dragging his luggage woke Harry up.

"Dobby." Fanlin called softly. He was going to hand over his luggage to his house elf.

"I'm here, Master Fanlin." Dobby appeared in front of the two with a puff.

Of course, compared with Ron's snoring, their skills were still too shallow. At least Ron had no intention of waking up.

"Dobby, I'll give you my luggage. When I go to Beauxbatons, you can send it to me. I don't know the specific situation yet. I will notify you then."

Regarding Dobby's name, Fanlin said that he was no longer able to complain. He emphasized it many times, but it was useless.

In Dobby's words, this is the professional quality of a house elf, which cannot be abandoned.

"Hello, Dobby." Harry said. He hadn't seen Dobby for a long time. To be more precise, he hadn't communicated with Dobby for a long time.

"Oh, hello, Harry Potter." Dobby's eyes lit up. He was very fond of Harry. After all, Dobby betrayed the Malfoy family in the first place just to save Harry. For a family member, For an elf, it takes a lot of courage.

"Okay, Harry, maybe you can talk to Dobby for a while. I think I should go out now." Fan Lin said, he had a vague feeling that Dumbledore was waiting for him outside.

"Leave now?" Harry said. "It's only morning, and you haven't seen Hermione yet."

"I think I can't keep Dumbledore waiting too long." Fan Lin said helplessly.

"Goodbye then." Fan Lin waved at Harry, and then he opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he reached the Gryffindor common room, Fanlin saw Dumbledore looking around in the center of the lounge, as if he was sizing up the place.

"Professor Dumbledore." Fan Lin said, and he quickly walked down from the second floor.

"Oh, you came out. I thought you still needed some time." Dumbledore said. He looked at Fan Lin with interest. He was wearing a pure black wizard robe and a Hogwarts school uniform. This was also Fan Lin's. Essential clothing for walking in Beauxbatons.

"You look good in this outfit." Dumbledore said, as if he was looking at his outstanding student.

In fact, this is exactly the case. Fan Lin is only in the third grade, but among all the little wizards at Hogwarts, Fan Lin's strength is definitely top-notch. As a representative of Hogwarts, there is no problem.

"I can't go to Beauxbatons wearing my Muggle clothes. I'm not going there as an exchange student."

"That seems to be the case, let's go." Dumbledore smiled.

"The last time I came to the Gryffindor lounge was when I was in school, but the facilities here haven't changed much. Apart from the addition of an extra piano, do you still practice every day?" Dumbledore said.

"Occasionally." Fan Lin said. “I feel like I don’t have enough time at all, especially lately.”

"Sometimes it's good to relax a little. After all, the strings can't be too tight," Dumbledore said.

"I don't want to either, Professor." Fan Lin said, "But things always have to be dealt with, right?"

"It is indeed very troublesome." Dumbledore nodded in agreement. He was now a little unsure of Fanlin's intentions. He was afraid that he was cultivating a character similar to Tom Riddle.

Compared to Tom, Fan Lin is inferior to Tom in terms of his ability to confuse people, but in terms of growth in strength, he is as good as Tom in his youth.

"You should know what is right or wrong, right?" Dumbledore said suddenly.

Fan Lin was slightly stunned. He didn't quite understand why Dumbledore said that. Is it right or wrong?

"I think I can still tell the difference, professor." Fan Lin replied respectfully. It was obvious that Dumbledore needed some commitment from Fan Lin.

"I hope you will remember your words," Dumbledore said.

He couldn't restrain Fanlin's growth too much, so he could only guide or channel it.

If Dumbledore had given Voldemort more care when he was young, perhaps there would not have been a dark lord who ruled and terrorized Voldemort for a while.

The two of them walked all the way from Gryffindor Tower to the outside of the castle. Except for a few Ravenclaw students when passing through the hall, they basically didn't see anyone else.

"How do we get there?" Fan Lin asked. They left the castle and the flying furnace network couldn't be used. Could it be the port key?

"Put your hand on my arm," Dumbledore said.

"Apparating?" Fan Lin asked incredulously. Apparating directly to France?

Fan Lin promised that he did not see any magic circle.

"Oh, by the way." Dumbledore said, he put a wand into Fanlin's hand, "The trophy of my youth seems to have belonged to a dark wizard, but it belongs to you now and can be used as a gift. cover up."

Fan Lin took the wand, which was a black wand, but visually, the wand looked more like a dry branch.

"Okay, hurry up." Dumbledore said, "We first need to go to the Ministry of Magic to record the wand. The sudden disappearance of a trace is a big deal for the Ministry of Magic. If it weren't for The Ministry of Magic has seen you, otherwise they would have pronounced you dead."

"Judgment of death." Fan Lin was helpless. As expected, he still couldn't escape being traced, but luckily it was added to a wand that had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, hurry up, I think we are about to set off." Dumbledore said, he paused slightly, and then the two figures seemed to be distorted by light and shadow, and suddenly disappeared in Hogwart In front of the castle gate. (To be continued)