Chapter 190: Guests from afar (Part 1)

The time passed quickly, and it was almost time for the other two schools of magic to arrive at Hogwarts.
In Snape’s potions class, almost everyone was in awe, because the representatives of Booth Button and Destrom would arrive this evening, which meant that they would not need to fill up this potion class.
Snape's face was quite bad. The sometimes waxy and sometimes pale face was now so scary that he had arranged a lot of homework in class, but it still couldn't stop the good mood of all students.
And earlier than this, the school began to prepare for the foreign guests.
The castle underwent a thorough cleaning, and several dirty portraits were scrubbed, and the scrubbed characters were very dissatisfied with it. They crouched down and sat in the picture frame, muttering sullenly, and each time they touched the fresh pink tender meat exposed on their faces, they grinned with pain. That caused the armor to suddenly become shiny and shiny, and no longer creak when moving. The janitor Argus Filch saw a student who forgot to wipe the shoes clean, and he was so furious that he scared two first-year girls into hysteria.
Other faculty members also appeared extremely nervous.
"Longbottom, please do well. Don't show your stuff in front of Demstrang's people, let them see that you haven't even mastered a simple conversion spell!" In a metamorphosis class by Professor McGonagall She shouted loudly. The class was particularly difficult. Neville accidentally grafted his ears to a cactus.
Although his personality has changed, other changes will take some time.
All of the above reflect Hogwarts' emphasis on this event.
"Hermione, you must not recommend your "vomit badge" to the people of those two schools. They will not like that kind of thing. Professor McGonagall will be angry if he knows it. Don't be embarrassed in front of outsiders. "Ron reminded Hermione on the castle's face that the students are now lining up outside. It's a rule. At this moment, no one wants to lose face.
"It's an embarrassing thing to fight for the rights and interests of the disadvantaged groups? This should be a glorious cause!" Hermione was enraged at this time and immediately retorted excitedly that she has been fighting for family support these days. The elves ran for power, made a large number of medals with SPEW inscriptions, and then sold their own "theory" everywhere.
It's a pity that almost no one can understand her idea. Even Harry and Ron treated her with a negative attitude, and paid out her money to buy her badge just to shut her up.
Neville was somewhat interested in it. After all, according to Hermione, he seemed more or less like seeing his shadow, so he bought a badge to support her behavior, and even wanted to hold a position.
Other than that, no one was interested in her claims, even though Hermione chattered and lingered in the Gryffindor common room every night.
"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall looked at the group of turbulent students and coughed heavily, reminding him that the wrinkles beside the deep eye sockets became more and more obvious as the brows wrinkled.
All the students were silent immediately, and it was the first time they saw the old lady so serious-even if she was not stern.
They calmed down, but this still couldn't stop them from glancing excitedly at the darkening ground. However, after a long time, there was still no movement. Everything is quiet and peaceful, and it is usually the same as usual.
Suddenly a behemoth, much larger than a flying broom—or a hundred flying brooms—was rushing across the deep blue sky and flying towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger.
The castle's lights projected on the carriage, showing a pink-blue color.
The carriage is getting bigger and bigger, like a house. Twelve horses with wings are flying in the sky. They are all silver-maned horses. Each horse is about the size of an elephant. It should be the only horse of this size. Can pull such a carriage.
Compared to Hogwarts' Ye Qi, it was a poor little body.
"Why not call it a drunk horse?" Malfoy murmured silently in his heart. He was still a little surprised by the animal that relied on alcohol as food.
Now this is not a driver drunk driving, but the tool itself has problems.
The carriage was flying lower, landing at an extremely rapid speed, and the students standing in the first three rows hurriedly retreated-and then, with a tremendous noise, some timid students were shaken upside down, next to the senior students Hurry to support them from behind, so as not to lose face.
Then I saw the horseshoes slammed down on the ground, all of which were as large as dishes. In a blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, shaking on huge wheels, while the golden horses jittered their huge heads, their fiery red eyes twirled, and the nose was sprayed with heat~www.mtlnovel. com~ There is a coat of arms on the door (two golden and magic wands with three stars appearing on each one), which is one of Booth Button's symbols.
A boy in a light blue robe took a step, jumped off the carriage, bent down, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, then opened a golden spiral ladder, and then he jumped back respectfully, a shiny black The high-heeled shoes stretched out of the carriage, and the shoe was as big as a small sleigh for children-a woman appeared immediately behind it, and it was incomprehensible.
"She should have the blood of a giant." Ron whispered, but even so, Hermione quickly covered his mouth.
"Shut up!" she said.
Madam Maxim's students, who were getting closer to the Hogwarts in charge, seemed even more bizarrely larger. When she walked into the light spilling from the entrance hall, everyone found that she had a very handsome olive face, a pair of dark and watery eyes, and a very sharp nose. Her hair was combed behind her head, and she formed a shiny bun at the base of her neck. She wore a black wrought dress from head to toe, with many precious opals shining on her neck and thick fingers. ,
Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates also clapped. Many people tiptoed, trying to see the woman more clearly.
Her face slackened, an elegant smile spread out, and she stretched out a gleaming hand and walked towards Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely bent over when kissing this hand.
"Fortunately, at least not because of the contrast between jumping up and hitting someone's knee." The behavior of Dumbledore and Mrs. Maxim at this time reminded Malfoy of something interesting.
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