Vol 2 Chapter 374: Dinner and oil painting

From the first to the seventh grade, almost all the Bussbarton students stared at the podium intently.
　　
　　 No one noticed that in the last row of the fifth grade, there was suddenly one more person.
　　
　　 Jon relieved the phantom spell nonchalantly, and then stood there...Like other "classmates", staring intently at Mrs. Maxim on the podium.
　　
　　 Seeing that everyone had entered the auditorium, the headmaster Madam Maxim nodded solemnly, and then sat down.
　　
　　 As she took her seat, the remaining teachers who were standing also sat down one by one.
　　
　　 Then there were the students, waiting for all the teachers to take their seats... They almost did the same movements and sat in their seats.
　　
　　 Fortunately, Jon reacted quickly. After seeing the series of students in front of him sitting down, he immediately followed the long table.
　　
　　 The bussbarton girl with long hair in front of him just turned around and couldn't help looking at him in amazement... She didn't expect that there was a person behind her suddenly.
　　
　　 "Confundo!"
　　
　　 Jon stretched out a hand and muttered softly.
　　
　　 The girl's gaze kept, stunned, and then turned around casually.
　　
　　 Jon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; it looked like he was lucky this time, and the cast without a rod was quite successful... After hitting a confusion spell, the girl seemed to have accepted the reality that she was not the last person in the team.
　　
　　 Even if everyone is seated, the whole hall is still silent; Jon also follows the way of other Busbarton students. After wiping the tableware, he sits dignified on his seat.
　　
　　 "Very good!" Mrs. Maxim's voice came from the remote rostrum: "Then, let the banquet begin!"
　　
　　 I only heard clapping hands, and then on the long table in front of me, empty golden plates and pots appeared first, and after a few seconds, all kinds of food appeared.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 As Fleur Delacour thought at Hogwarts, Bussbatten is indeed higher than Hogwarts in terms of food quality.
　　
　　 After all, the British are not good at cooking, which is almost an established fact; the same is true for the house elves in the UK.
　　
　　 The French are just the opposite. They are as particular about food as the Chinese.
　　
　　Like Hogwarts, the plate was suddenly filled with food...but at Hogwarts, Jon had never seen such a rich dish before, and he put them in front of them:
　　
Baked Burgundy snails, French fried foie gras, lobster, frog legs, cheese, roasted suckling pig, roasted lamb saddle, duck, creamy fish, Provence fish soup, Strasbourg cream round cake and many more.
　　
　　 There are even quite a few weird things that Jon can't even name.
　　
　　 After the banquet started, the formal or serious atmosphere in the auditorium eased a lot.
　　
　　Mrs. Maxim no longer maintains the order in the auditorium, she is bending over, elegantly toasting wine to another female teacher. The students also heard the voice of "tweeting" while eating.
　　
　　 But the atmosphere is far less lively than at the opening ceremony at Hogwarts.
　　
　　 Jon was not very polite, took a bit of everything to the plate, and then started to chew...the taste is not bad too!
　　
　　 "In my impression, I don't seem to have seen you?" The girl sitting on his left side, leaning over, asked curiously.
　　
　　 "Yes... freshman..." Jon simply explained: "I just transferred from Durmstrang."
　　
Durmstrang’s students can’t stand the atmosphere over there. Transferring to Boothbarton is a normal thing; it didn’t cause the girl to be too surprised. She turned around and talked to the other side. Friends began to whisper.
　　
　　 Some lonely banquets are gradually coming to an end.
　　
When almost everyone opened their belly and filled their stomachs, the remaining food disappeared from the plate, replaced by a variety of sweets: such as a weird, raw milk custard, or A plate of rose-shaped pastries...
　　
　　 Jon thinks Albus Dumbledore must like these.
　　
　　 Many people started chatting happily with their friends and enjoying desserts.
　　
　　 At the same time, there was no "regulated" time for the banquet. A small group of full-fed students and got up and left the auditorium... Including on the podium, Jon saw Madam Maxim’s huge figure and disappeared.
　　
　　 "It looks like it's time to go to the principal's office?" Jon thought to himself.
　　
　　 He patted the girl next to him on the shoulder, and asked, "Thank you, where is the principal's office... I have something, and I want to find Mrs. Maxim."
　　
　　 "On the seventh floor of the castle, opposite the oil painting of'The Horsewoman in the Fire'." The other party replied.
　　
　　 "Okay, thank you." Jon also chose to get up and left the long table.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 The noisy auditorium was getting farther and farther away from him, and Jon walked cautiously inside Boothbarton’s castle.
　　
　　 There are almost no people around, after all, only a small number of students have finished their dinner, and they basically choose to go back to the lounge.
　　
　　The torch illuminates the marble floor, and it looks slightly gloomy...A ghost appears in the wall from time to time, which will scare you even more.
　　
　　 But unlike Hogwarts, the stairs here won't change at any time and make you lost... This is good news.
　　
　　 The seventh floor of the castle, which is also the top floor, so Jon slightly wanted to complain: "Do you principals like to live on the top of the castle?"
　　
　　 "The female knight in the fire, the female knight in the fire, the female knight in the fire..." he muttered to himself~EbookFREE.me~ Jon looked at every painting on the corridor.
　　
　　 I have to say, they are all very delicate works of art.
　　
　　The emperor standing in the snow...the citizen who died in the bathtub...the monastery in the raging fire...the bloodied guillotine...the contemplating alchemist...
　　
　　 When Jon saw an oil painting of "The Hunchback Man Ringing the Bell", the ugly man with the hunchback in the oil painting turned around and hummed roughly, "What are you looking at?"
　　
　　 "Uh, I'm sorry..." Jon asked quickly: "Do you know where an oil painting of'The Horsewoman in Flames' is?"
　　
　　 "Go one hundred and ten steps to the left, turn right and take another twenty-six steps." The other party replied without thinking, and then continued to ring the bell.
　　
　　 The loud "bang bang" sound made Jon some scalp tingling.
　　
　　 "Okay, thank you!" Jon shouted, not knowing if the other party heard it or not, he was still ringing the bell.
　　
　　 Then, he quickly followed the words of the hunched man just now.
　　
　　 first go forward one hundred and ten steps, then turn right
　　
　　 "Twenty-four...twenty-five...twenty-six..."
　　
　　 Jon stopped, when he looked up, he saw the oil painting