Chapter 169
Chapter 0234 The sensitivity of Beauxbatons and Zhang Qiu
"Yes, here they are," shouted Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers.
"Where?" many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.
"There!" a sixth-grader shouted, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.
A behemoth, much larger than a broomstick—or a hundred broomsticks—was speeding across the dark blue sky toward the castle, growing in size.
"It's a dragon!" screamed a freshman, so excited that he didn't know what to do.
"Don't be silly... it's a house flying!" Dennis Creevey said.
Dennis' guess was a little closer.
As the black behemoth passed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, lit by the light from the castle windows, they saw a huge powder-blue carriage coming towards them. It was the size of a house, and it was carried into the air by twelve winged horses, all silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.
The carriage flew even lower, and was descending at an extremely fast speed. The students standing in the first three rows hurriedly retreated—then, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the horses’ hooves fell to the ground with a thud. The plate is so big. In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on its huge wheels, while the golden horses shook their huge heads, and their fiery red eyes twitched.
On the door was a coat of arms, two golden criss-crossed wands, each with three stars, the school badge of Beauxbatons.
The next moment, the door opened.
A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent over, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase. He jumped back respectfully, and saw a shiny black high-heeled shoe stick out of the wagon—the size of a child’s sleigh—and a woman of the same size followed. Big, and a little giant in the same.
So it's self-evident why the carriages and those silver-maned horses are so big. Several people gasped in shock.
The woman had reached the bottom of the steps and was turning to look at the wide-eyed waiting crowd. When she stepped into the light from the foyer, she was found to have a handsome olive-colored face, large black, watery eyes, and a pointed nose. Her hair was pulled back in a shiny bun at the base of her 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.
Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates clapped along with them. Many stood on tiptoe, trying to see the woman 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.
"She's so tall," Hermione sighed. "I've never seen anyone as tall as her except Hagrid."
"Of course." Ye Ting explained, "This is the headmaster of Beauxbatons, Mrs. Maxime. Like Hagrid, she is a half-blooded giant, so she has such a height."
"Oh, a half-blood giant actually became the headmaster of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic," Hermione looked at her admiringly, "I heard that Beauxbatons is the only magic academy in France. But Lemay graduated from Beauxbatons, and Madame Maxime is amazing."
It makes sense for Hermione to worship her. Wizards have always been arrogant. They despised any magical creatures other than them, especially giants with low intelligence. Therefore, as a half-blood giant, Hagrid has always been regarded by those old-fashioned pure creatures. The wizards of the blood family are prejudiced, and in this case, it is indeed a remarkable achievement for Madame Maxime to be the headmaster of a magical academy.
"Actually, you don't have to envy her," Ye Ting patted Hermione's head and said with relief, "Actually, as a Muggle-born wizard, you are now stronger than most wizards. I believe you will be in the future. The result will definitely be greater than Madame Maxime."
"Don't keep touching my head," Hermione didn't buy it, but shook her head impatiently, "I'm not a child anymore, and, were you actually complimenting yourself just now?"
--you caught me.
After Madame Maxime, about a dozen or three male and female students had disembarked from the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime. Judging from their appearance, they were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and all of them were shaking slightly. This is not surprising, since the robes on their bodies appear to be made of fine silk, and none of them is wearing a cape. Several students wrapped their heads in scarves or turbans. They were all standing in the great shadow cast by Madame Maxime, looking up at Hogwarts with wary expressions on their faces.
However, among them, Ye Ting recognized sisters Furong and Gabriel at a glance. The beautiful silver hair of the mixed-race Veela sisters was actually quite obvious.
He nodded to them. Since Ye Ting was standing at the front, and his appearance and temperament were also very outstanding, the two sisters found him at once and smiled at him immediately.
However, Zhang Qiu keenly discovered something was wrong.
"You don't know someone in Beauxbatons, do you?" she asked Ye Ting tentatively.
- How do I answer this.
"……Yes."
"They are... girls?"
-Why are you so smart?
"If you don't speak, you are the default."
"Although I don't know how you met, but introduce me to me later. The girl who can be known by Ting must be very good."
——The tone is still as gentle as always, but I always feel that there is something meaningful behind it. When did Xiao Zhangqiu learn to be black?
Inexplicably, Ye Ting felt a tinge of danger - of course it was impossible, but he really had to spend a lot of energy to comfort the girls around him.
Especially Zhang Qiu, who has only been confirmed with him for about two months, is when the girl is most addicted to love and applause. For these two months, they have to go to their home in Hogsmeade almost every weekend. They applauded and sometimes even sneaked into the secret room occupied and transformed by Ye Ting.
Although the girls were mentally prepared for Ye Ting's fascination, at this time, the appearance of Sister Furong made the sensitive Zhang Qiu react violently, which was quite normal.
On the other hand, Hagrid took over the task of caring for the Pegasus, while Madame Maxime led the students into the castle.
Next is waiting for Durmstrang Academy.
Chapter 0235 Durmstrang and his defeated generals
After Beauxbatons left, the teachers and students of Hogwarts were still standing there, waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation.
They were shivering slightly from the cold, and most of them looked up at the sky eagerly. There was silence for a while, except for the sound of Madame Maxime's giant horse snorting and stomping its hooves. at this time--
"Did you hear anything?" Hermione asked suddenly.
It was a loud, odd sound drifting toward them from the darkness: a suppressed rumbling and sucking, like a giant vacuum moving along the riverbed...
"In the lake!" someone shouted, pointing to the lake, "Look at that lake!"
Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the grounds, they could clearly see the calm, dark surface of the water—but it was suddenly not calm. There was a commotion in the water in the middle of the lake, huge splashes rose on the water, and the waves crashed against the wet shore of the lake - and then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, like a huge plug suddenly coming from the bottom of the lake. pulled out...
A black rod-like thing slowly rose from the whirlpool, with sail rigging hanging on it...
"It's a mast!" said Hermione.
Slowly, with great grandeur, the great ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight. It looked eerily, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a wreck that had just been salvaged, and the portholes flickered with a dim, misty gleam that looked like ghostly eyes. Finally, with a rumble of splashing water, the big boat came out completely, tossed over the undulating water, and began to head towards the shore of the lake. Moments later, they heard a thud, an iron anchor dropped into the shallow water, and then another thud, a plank on the shore.
The people on the boat were coming ashore, and from a distance, they were tall, but when they got closer and walked along the lawn into the light cast by the foyer, it was discovered that they were very large. , because they are all wearing a kind of fur cloak, the fur on it is unkempt and tangled. But the man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silvery white, soft and smooth, much like his hair.
"Dumbledore!" cried the man enthusiastically as he walked up the slope. "How are you, my dear old man?"
"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.
Karloff's voice was mellow and sweet. When he stepped into the light from the main entrance of the castle, they saw him as tall and thin as Dumbledore, but his white hair was short, and the little curls at the end of his goatee did not cover it completely. His thin chin. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook hands with Dumbledore with both hands.
"Dear old Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle, smiling - his teeth were yellow, and though his face was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, still cold and sharp, "come here. It's good to be here, it's good to be here... Viktor, come over here and warm up... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a little cold..."
Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to come forward. As the boy passed by, the little wizards caught a glimpse of a striking hooked nose and two thick, dark eyebrows that many recognized.
"It's Krum!"
The little wizards at Hogwarts exclaimed, many people knew him, because in this Quidditch World Cup, he was the Seeker for the Bulgarian team, and the Bulgarian team was able to get the runner-up, largely Depends on his excellent performance.
Karkaroff seemed to enjoy such an exclamation. Viktor Krum was Durmstrang's signature, so just now he specifically mentioned Viktor's name.
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