Chapter 121 Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools are about to arrive at Hogwarts.
The most obvious impact of this incident is that the school suddenly... took on a completely new look.
That’s right, it’s not accurate to say it’s clean, but it’s brand new!
The old tiles were replaced with new ones; the walls were painted with new paint to cover up the unsightly graffiti; the classrooms were also cleaned.
The portrait was even more thoroughly scrubbed. Due to excessive force, the skin of a black wizard was rubbed white, causing him to grimace in pain.
The dust-stained armors also became shiny, and lubricants were added so that they no longer creaked when they moved.
In the past, Hogwarts was like an old woman in gorgeous clothes, focusing on a sense of history. Now with powder, skin tightening, and collagen injection, she suddenly looked brand new... and turned into a beautiful young woman.
Filch was satisfied and patrolled the castle with Mrs. Norris every day. If he saw anyone soiling the floor, he would pull them to the office and give them a scolding.
In addition to suggesting that there should be no garbage in the trash cans and no students in the dormitories, Filch also suggested that students should wear shoe covers on weekdays.
This reminded Luo Fu of the scene in his previous life when he went to the school computer room for lessons as a child.
All we can say is that if Filch is engaged in the construction of a civilized city, he will definitely be in good hands.
Some problem students have also become the focus of attention:
Needless to say, the twins; the trio of Harry, Ron and Malfoy need to be closely monitored.
Think about it, in front of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students - fighting in groups, driving flying cars, or, as in the second grade, spreading feces on the walls in the corridors and having shit fights in the toilets.
When Professor McGonagall thought of these scenes, her scalp went numb, and she couldn't help but want several people to take a long sick leave.
What... you're not sick? Break your legs first, and then give me some medicine. Are you still worried that St. Mungo's won't accept it?
Neville and Seamus are also closely watched. One can blow up several cauldrons in one class; the other can blow up anything - they can be called the Hogwarts explosion duo.
As time passed, October 30th finally arrived.
On this day, no one was paying attention to the lectures. Everyone stayed up until night fell and quickly came to the foyer.
The four deans are also directing the students of their respective colleges to line up.
Surprisingly, Professor Sprout, who always had mud on his body, also changed into clean robes. Professor Snape also washed his hair and looked less greasy.
But he was standing next to Dumbledore, looking unhappy. It was obviously forced by the headmaster.
After the students lined up, they stood near the foyer and waited patiently. Fortunately, they did not wait too long. Professor Dumbledore shouted:
"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the Beauxbatons representative has already arrived!"
The students looked eagerly in different directions, and someone shouted "In the sky". Everyone quickly raised their heads and looked towards the night sky.
At this time, a white moon hung high in the dark sky, with stars surrounding half of the moon.
I saw a huge thing under the moon, flying rapidly across the black lake and flying towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger.
It was a huge pink-blue carriage, made of oily oak and metal with rolled gold edges. Twelve glazed lamps shining with orange light were hung on the vehicle.
Twelve winged talisman horses pulled it into the air. Under each talisman horse's neck, there was a string of gold and bronze bells.
The breeze blew, and the bells made a rhythmic ring.
All the students opened their eyes wide and were stunned by the luxurious carriage.
The carriage quickly landed in front of the castle, leaving deep ruts after landing.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage finally stopped. The golden rune horses shook their huge heads and their fiery red eyes turned wildly.
The bells on the carriage jingled incessantly... and then gradually subsided.
Finally, the car door with the crossed wands on it was opened by the wizard.
A girl in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent down, groped on the floor of the carriage, and then opened a golden spiral staircase.
She jumped back respectfully, and a shiny black high-heeled shoe stuck out from the carriage.
Everyone took a breath when they saw the high heels. That shoe was as big as a small sleigh... How tall can a person wear shoes of this size?
Soon, a witch stepped out of the carriage gracefully. She was very tall, had a beautiful face, and a pair of black and big piercings, like black pearls.
Her hair was carefully combed back and tied into a shiny bun at the base of her neck.
Maxim was wrapped in a black wrought garment from head to toe, with many luxurious gems shining around his neck and on his thick fingers.
Madame Maxime is definitely a rare beauty, but her height is really amazing.
Dumbledore began to applaud, and the astonished Hogwarts students also applauded. Many of them stood on tiptoes, trying to get a better look at this woman.
Maxim showed a faint smile and stretched out a sparkling hand. Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely bent down when he kissed this hand.
"Dear Madam Maxime," Dumbledore raised his head and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts."
"Professor Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope everything is well with you."
"Very well, thank you for your concern." Dumbledore said.
"These are my students." Madame Maxime said, waving behind her with a huge hand.
About a dozen or so male and female students had gotten off the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime.
They were all around eighteen or nineteen years old. They seemed to have known for a long time that the weather would be very cold, so they were wrapped in thick cloaks.
There was only one female student, who stood out among the crowd: she was very short, more like eight or nine years old.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. That person was either born short, or he was a first-year wizard—a genius that he could bring to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mrs. Maxim looked at the students at Hogwarts and asked: "Is Karkaroff here?"
"If everything goes well, he will come at any time," Dumbledore said. "Would you rather wait here to greet him, or go in first to warm up?"
"It's better to go in and warm up." Madame Maxime said, "But those magic horses..."
"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher Hagrid will be happy to take care of them," Dumbledore said with a smile: "He came back after dealing with a small mess. It was his - well - other things he had to take care of that went wrong.
trouble."
The students all laughed happily when they heard Dumbledore's words. Hagrid's snail had escaped from the cage and he was now dealing with it.
After hearing Dumbledore's words and seeing the students in Hogwarts laughing, Maxim obviously doubted whether this teacher named Hagrid was qualified for this job.
"My rune horses are very picky eaters and they only drink single malt whiskey. Only true professionals can take care of them."
Madame Maxime looked around and asked:
"Where's Rolf? Let him come. He coveted my magical rune horse in Beauxbatons a few months ago... I believe he can take good care of my darlings."
When the principal of Beauxbatons said this, the students whispered to each other and made a buzzing sound.
They didn't expect that the principal of Beauxbatons actually knew Rove and asked him to come by name.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the Hufflepuff square.
The students in front of Luo Fe also walked to both sides, fully exposing him to everyone.
Seeing the handsome young man, the Beauxbatons students all became commotion, especially the dwarf student.
A smile immediately broke out on Maxim's face and he waved towards Luo Fe.
Under the gaze of everyone, Luofu had no choice but to reluctantly wave in response.