Chapter 425 The selection begins

The arrival of Ifamoni's students made the Hogwarts children excited, especially the broom show, which satisfied them quite.

"Here, come!"

The sharp-eyed student shouted in a low voice, causing the child closest to him to look at the distant sky with his eyes.

Harry is one of them - as a qualified golfer, he easily discovered something different in the air.

A huge creature, much larger than the thunderbird he saw at the beginning of school, was swiftly passing through the deep blue sky and flying towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger.

"Is that a dragon?"

One of Ifamoni's children exclaimed--as an excellent student, he knew very well what was so horrible about this magical creature.

"No, it's like a flying house."

The student next to him quickly retorted, and he realized that he should stop this unsightly guy, rather than discussing it stupidly with him.

But it was too late, and the professor who was in charge of managing the students had already cast serious eyes.

Just as he immediately pretended to be obedient and scolded his classmates in his mind, the giant in the sky had already passed through the treetops of the forest in the distance of Hogwar with light and agility that seemed to be not matched with it, and came under the light.

The brightly lit Hogwarts Castle illuminated the unknown - it was a huge carriage pulled by twelve silver-maned golden pegasus. Each of the beautiful horses was as big as an elephant. The carriage pulled behind them was pink and blue, which looked like a small palace.

“So spectacular…”

The first reaction of this poor child was this-Ifamoniko didn't have such a beautiful Pegasus, let alone this gorgeous carriage.

“It’s so beautiful…”

The words of praise blurted out, and then the child realized that something was wrong.

Based on the simple training before leaving school, he identified it very quickly that this was Busbaton's carriage - this is the problem.

Others came here in such a historic carriage, and they...

Just ten minutes ago, he was proud of the brand new flying broom in his hand... But now the broom is still there, but his heart is completely uncomfortable...

This feeling seemed like the embarrassment of the branch - in Ifamoni, the students were selected by sculptures. When he was in the branch, the crystal on the head of the long-horned water snake lit up almost instantly, which made him receive a crazy welcome on the desk of his college.

However, just after he sat down, the next child who attended the branch was directly welcomed by four sculptures...

Yes, that's it, as if all glory was erased in an instant, and his pride was completely erased...

When he woke up from that bitter memory, the bitterness of failure spread throughout their entire team.

In the amazement of the Hogwarts students, their collective silence was well concealed, but they could not deceive everyone.

The conversation between the Boothbaton principal and Dumbledore passed through the silence of the Hogwarts students around them and entered their ears.

"Is Kakarov coming?"

"Well, then wait a moment, since the people from the Ifamoni School are waiting here too-but our horses?"

Hearing the name of his school, the children quickly straightened their backs and tried not to let their current embarrassment appear.

"Well, then I believe that Hagrid is good, but they are very strong-willed and only drink pure malt whiskey."

A strange breeding method I have never heard of...

However, the children on Ifamoni did not show a curious look. They tried hard to maintain their image and were eager to not go too far with Demstrong...

Unfortunately, reality is cruel.

Although these children prayed devoutly in the cold wind at the end of October, bubbles still appeared in the Black Lake in Hogwarts.

Accompanied by the students of Hogwarts, half surprised and half curious, shouting (how could they use such expressions without any timidity?), the huge lake in the distance became no longer calm.

There was a commotion under the water in the middle of the lake, and huge splashes of water were rolling on the water surface, and the waves rushing to the wet shore. Then, in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, just like a toilet pressing the flush button.

A long black pole-like thing slowly rose from the vortex, followed by sails and rigging.

The ship not only pressed heavily on the water, but also on the hearts of every teacher and student of Ifamoni, crushing the perfect feeling that the beginning of this journey gave them.

"Just kidding..."

Such murmurs appeared in the mouths of several Ifamoni students, and they almost didn't even hold the broom in their hands tightly.

‘Hogwarts probably have it too…no wonder their eyes…their actions…’

Those clumsy movements that have been in the cold wind for a long time are recalled and then quickly linked to discrimination.

'It's like a joke...'

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"I don't know what the school's trump card is, and where the means of transportation is hidden... There must be, if there are only two companies that are better than before, who will play with Hogwarts..."

"Professor McGonagall always likes to hide... Those armors are obviously the best weapons of war, but I have never heard of the relevant introduction..."

William yawned, and then took the opportunity to summon a small flame with his left hand to warm his hands - it was not that he had to be innovative, but that keeping his hands warm would allow him to use the fastest speed when pulling out his wand.

‘If Dumbledore puts out a cup and then falls down, which professor should I cast a spell at the other side?’

He thought happily, and then generously shared the flames, fixed the flames outside with a transfiguration, then pulled out two of them and handed them to Adams and Lupin on one side.

"Now?"

Lupin responded blindly.

"Now."

When the Demstrong students get off the boat, there is not enough time. Such people need to check. If you don’t hurry up, everyone will be over.

This is a test plan reported to Dumbledore. It took the three of them and Professor Singid a day to make props alone.

Lupin nodded, he couldn't wait to play.

He gently lit the frozen flame, then shook and pulled the wand, and a beautiful fire snake spread directly into the air.

The next moment, countless fireworks were ignited instantly, and the fireworks were shot into the air, forming the appearance of four college badges. Then, a huge trophy of the Three Thousands Championship rose directly into the air, exploded into countless golden powder in the air, and then floated towards the crowd, turning into a golden rain in the air.

The people present, whether professors or students, came to greet the powder with surprise, but when they fell on the skin, they naturally turned into water droplets, and then slipped down, wetting people's clothes and hats.

But even so, no one tried to avoid the powder, and they even welcomed the powder happily with their arms open.

"Professor Moody lights up so many fireworks in an instant, and the order is correct - he does a pretty job."

William nodded and praised.

"The potion is added to other materials and made into powder and turned into fireworks to hit it... but you really have it, Professor William."

"The point is that no one can hide - I just checked it very seriously, and no one can hide."

William smiled - Sure enough, everyone wanted to encounter a good sign before the game started. This was no longer a matter of cultural differences, but a human nature.

It's not in vain that they came up with this idea while drinking black tea.

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"This guy Dumbledore is targeting me again!"

Kakarov smiled, and he was really cursing himself.

He deliberately let Krum walk behind him just to use Krum to gain his foreign reputation. After all, Krum performed very well in the Quidditch World Cup this year, and the principal can benefit from it.

However, all this was destroyed by the fireworks at Hogwarts - although the fireworks that were set off on the surface were exposed to the fireworks, in fact, everyone's attention was all on the damn fireworks.

‘This old man!’

Although he cursed like this in his heart, the smile on Kakarov's face did not diminish at all. Dumbledore's title of the first white wizard was not promoted. The Dark King, who was most afraid of, must maintain the necessary respect when he mentioned Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore!" he shouted enthusiastically, "How are you, my dear old man?"

"Great, thank you, Professor Kakarov." Dumbledore, who was secretly scolded by the old man, replied.

The two of them greeted each other as if they were really old friends, but after they finished watching the fun, Moody, who rushed over to see the fun, curled his lips disdainfully, "Karov, ha..."

"how?"

During that time, Lupin was busy lamenting Sirius' rebellion and had no energy to pay attention to the matter at that time.

"I kept persuading Crouch back to Azkaban after listening to the information from that guy, but Crouch never listened. You know, it took me six months to arrest him."

"So strong?"

This time surprised William a little. He had seen Moody's terrible tracking methods and magic.

"I didn't have the strength I am now. Although I had one more eye, I was still a little worse."

That's pretty good too.

William looked at Kakarov seriously - although Azkaban kept saying that he was the closest prisoner to escape, William really didn't attach so much importance to Kakarov before.

‘As tall and thin as Dumbledore, then he must be quick enough in the battle.’

‘The hair is short and white, but the footsteps are stable – this is not a good phenomenon, the magic is sufficient, but the physical strength is good…’

‘The wand is at...this angle...this guy must have pulled the wand fast enough when he starts.’

"If I can't knock him down for three minutes, I shouldn't be able to keep him..."

William quickly made a rough judgment. If Moody personally verified that the other party was good at escaping, then it would be fine based on the strong escape ability...
To be continued...