"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."
"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.
"My student," Madame Maxime said, waving her huge hand nonchalantly behind her.
About a dozen or so boys and girls got out of the carriage at this moment and were standing behind Madame Maxime. Judging from their appearance, they are all about ten or so years old, and they are all trembling slightly. This was not surprising, for their robes seemed to be of fine silk, and none wore cloaks. A few students covered their heads with scarves or headscarves, and occasionally a few showed their faces, full of vigilance.
Malfoy suddenly felt that he was firmly locked by a gaze, and his intuition was quite sensitive now, allowing him to perceive some "hostile" actions.
Then Malfoy looked in that direction, and saw a tall girl staring closely at his direction.
Even with her face hidden under the hood, Malfoy guessed who she was.
"Big brother!" Gabriel behind Fleur was holding her sister tightly with one hand at this time, and with the other hand, she briskly untied the scarf around her neck, and desperately looked at Malfoy. Waving his little hand in the direction, his bright eyes were full of excitement, and he silently shouted with his mouth.
Then it seemed that Furong gave her a hard look, and Gabriel lowered her head again in aggrieved manner.
"Don't show affection to him again! Don't talk to him." Fu Rong gently pinched Gabriel's fair and tender face, and said word by word.
"Then you can't either." Gabriel muttered in a low voice.
"I'm my older sister, you're my younger sister, you have to listen to me, you know?" Fu Rong put on her elder sister's majesty, but Gabriel didn't seem to like it.
"Obviously I stare at his photo printed in the newspaper from time to time at home, but I have the nerve to say me." Gabriel made a weird face at Furong at this time, and stuck out her tongue at her.
"I did it to remember the appearance of the "enemy" well." Fu Rong said with a little confidence. No one could see her expression under the hood, but they could guess it.
"Is Karkaroff here?" Madam Maxim asked, but it made Sister Fleur stop this little "dispute." Similarly, Beauxbatons is actually a strictly managed school, and they They had quite high respect for Madame Maxime, so the two of them immediately stopped.
"He will come any moment," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to warm yourself?"
"Let's keep warm," said Madame Maxime, "but those horses."
"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore, smiling.
Professor Graplan immediately stepped forward and said: "We have prepared a fine single malt whiskey." The female teacher seemed to be able to handle all this with ease.
"Come," Madame Maxime said solemnly to her students. So the Hogwarts crowd cleared a passage for her and her students to walk up the stone steps and into the Great Hall.
The tall figure paused in front of Malfoy for a while, and the pair of bright eyes under the turban took a deep look at him before walking in without looking back.
In contrast, the appearance of the Durmstrang delegation was even weirder. The students at Hogwarts were shivering from the cold, and there was silence for a while, only to hear Madame Maxime's giant horse spurting. The sound of snorting and stomping hooves. at this time
A loud, strange sound floated toward them out of the darkness: a muffled rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along a river bed...
"In the lake!" Li Qiaodan yelled, pointing to the lake, "Look at that lake!"
Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the grounds, they had a clear view of the calm, dark water, which was suddenly no longer calm. In the middle of the lake, there was a wave of water, and huge splashes were raised on the surface of the water, and the waves crashed against the wet lake shore. Then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug was suddenly lifted from the bottom of the lake. pulled out...
A long black pole-like thing slowly rose from the vortex... the sail.
Slowly and majestically, the great ship rose out of the water, shining brightly in the moonlight. It was eerie, skeletal in appearance, as if it were the wreck of a freshly salvaged ship, and the portholes shone with dim, misty lights that looked like ghostly eyes. At last, with a splash and splash, the ship emerged fully, bobbing on the choppy water, and began to drive towards the shore. A moment later they heard a splash as an anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and with another snap a plank hit the shore.
The people on the boat were going ashore, and the students on the shore could clearly see their silhouettes as they passed the lights of the portholes.
They were all tall and tall, and all wore a kind of fur cloak with matted fur. But the man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silver and soft and smooth, much like his hair.
"Dumbledore!" cried the man enthusiastically, as he came up the slope, "my dear old chap, how are you?"
"Very well, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.
The people present would never have imagined that the three principals of the magic school had met a long time ago, and Karkaroff reached a consensus under Dumbledore's pressure and for his own safety. , and Mrs. Maxim understood righteousness and supported Dumbledore's work very much.
Some people can see his essence from his face, and Karkaroff is one of them. He is tall and thin like Dumbledore, and his goatee with small curls at the end looks very funny. But the looming haze and viciousness in his eyes showed that he was definitely not a good person.
Malfoy looked at this middle-aged man carefully, and he was also exonerated. His method was much inferior to that of his father Lucius. Although he also escaped from guilt, Karkaroff chose a kind of trouble. the biggest way.
He betrayed his cronies, and there was a lot of jokes in court at the time, because most of the Death Eaters he gave in court had been caught or died in battle, but, in the end For whatever reason, he still got away with it.
In the original trajectory, he and Ludo Bagman perfectly attracted Dumbledore's attention. People with previous convictions can't be trusted so much.
It's just a secret, and Dumbledore never thought that Mad-Eye Moody, whom he specially invited to monitor suspicious persons, was an out-and-out fake.
"My student seems to have a bit of a cold, don't you mind if we go in and warm up now?" Karkaroff looked at the Hogwarts castle with a hint of indifference in his eyes.
Durmstrang's students followed Karkaroff closely into the auditorium. A young man with a striking aquiline nose and two thick and black eyebrows attracted almost everyone's attention.
"Look! That's Krum! Viktor Krum!"
A student wanted to scream, but was covered by the students behind him.
Although the Bulgarian team lost in the Quidditch World Cup, Krum showed his skills in the game and still attracted countless fans, or his fan base has always been quite large.
"One of the best Seekers in the world!" said Ron excitedly.
Hermione shook her head helplessly, it was quite difficult for her to accept the actions of the senior girl in front of her.
They were rowdy, fighting over a lipstick they wanted to get Klum to sign their hat.
The "non-professional" commentator Li Qiaodan even jumped up and down on tiptoes, trying to see Krum's back more clearly.
After Professor McGonagall gave these behaviors a hard look, he barely restrained himself, but whispering was still unavoidable.