DNF Meets Harry Potter

She is rich, a rich woman!

Other than being tall, this was Karl's second impression of Principal Beauxbaton.

Dumbledore laughed and started to applaud, and the students burst into applause. Many people behind stood on tiptoe to see more clearly.

Madam Maxim walked towards Dumbledore with an elegant smile on her face. She stretched out her shiny hand, and Dumbledore shook hands with her without changing his expression.

"Dear Ms. Maxime..." Dumbledore had a relaxed smile on his face, "Welcome to Hogwarts!"

"Thank you!" Maxim thanked, then raised his arms, "Students, come out!"

After all, more than a dozen students got off the huge carriage behind her one after another. Most of them were girls, and there were only a handful of boys. They looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and they all had good faces. Their robes are all made of high-quality silk, and light blue silk scarves are wrapped around their heads, which is extremely gorgeous...

"Have Karkaroff and the others arrived?"

Maxim stood in the cold wind and started chatting with Dumbledore. Her body didn't take the cold seriously, but the students behind her were miserable.

Their silk cheongsam-like school uniforms are extremely thin, and most of their skin is exposed to the ravages of the cold wind. After a long time, they can't stand upright.

Karl looked at them standing in the tall back of Mrs. Maxim, looking up at Hogwarts, his thighs were shaking uncontrollably, and his expression was so eager that he wanted to laugh.

Fortunately, his school uniform is relatively high-end. It is transformed from magic robes of the artifact level, which is completely suitable for all kinds of bad weather in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Otherwise, he might have to shake with them at this moment...

"Karkaroff probably will take a while..." Dumbledore stared at the students who were constantly swaying behind Maxim, and said with a smile, "Would you like to wait here for him, or go in and get warm?"

"Let's warm it up..." Madam Maxim turned around and glanced at the student who was not in a good condition, and said with some hesitation, "But these horses—"

"Our Professor of Protection of Magical Creatures will be happy to take care of them." Dumbledore said confidently, "He...he will take care of your horse when he returns from his...well, other business. He is probably in Take care of little things."

"My horses...well... are not very tame, they need to be tougher." Mrs. Massime said hesitantly. She seemed to doubt whether the professor at Hogwarts was up to the job. "They are very strong. , um...so irritable..."

There are no magical creatures in this world that Hagrid can't tame. Those creatures are ruthless people who treat dragons, three-headed dogs, and acromantulas as babies.

Just a few horses? That's it?

Listening to the chatter between Dumbledore and Maxim, Carl felt even more uncomfortable...

"I guarantee that Hagrid is fully capable." Dumbledore said with a smile. He was worried about other things, but he was absolutely sure about this one.

"Excellent!" Madame Maxime breathed a sigh of relief, and then bowed slightly, "Please tell that Mr. Harheig that these horses only drink malt whiskey..."

"I will do as you ask." Dumbledore replied with a smile, and he also bowed slightly.

"In this case, let's go, girls..." Maxim ordered her students to follow her, and the Hogwarts students also made way for her and her students to pass through the stone under the command of Professor McGonagall. order.

The professors and students of Hogwarts continued to stand quietly, waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang students.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed...half an hour passed...

"Damn Karkaroff, don't let me catch you, or I won't have any good fruit for you..."

Carl gritted his teeth secretly, scolding Karkaroff in his heart, that old bastard, who has no sense of time, why can't he learn from Beauxbaton? !

He has been hanging here for almost an hour since Beauxbaton's students left. When had he been so angry?

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After Beauxbaton's people left, most of the young wizards looked at the sky hopefully at first, but now they were almost numb from the cold.

"Ahh~..."

Harry took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his nose. Like Carl, he wanted to beat that Karkaroff to death now.

This kind of person is crazy!

He raised his head slightly and glanced at Snape standing in front of him. The old bat was wearing the robe inlaid with gold trim that he didn't usually wear, staring straight into the distance like a stone with an expressionless face.

The cold and boredom didn't seem to affect him at all.

Several minutes passed before the snort and stamping of Madame Maxime's horse broke the silence, and then...

"Harry, did you hear anything?" Ron said suddenly.

Harry stroked his chin and looked into the distance. He vaguely heard a strange noise coming from the darkness. The sound was mixed with booming and sucking sounds, as if a huge vacuum cleaner was drifting along the river bed...

"Ah~... It seems that Karkaroff finally remembers the Triwizard Tournament. It's not easy!"

Dumbledore clapped his hands happily, but Karl felt he was implying Karkaroff when he said it...

It turns out that you, principal, are also a great Onmyoji!

"Lake!" More and more little wizards noticed the abnormality of the black lake and shouted: "Look at that lake! The voice came from there."

"Damn it, how come you have the face to be late for so long?"

Karl clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on the black lake. The originally calm water surface suddenly stirred up, huge waves hit the muddy lake shore, and then a vortex appeared in the middle of the lake, as if a big piston had just been pulled out from the bottom of the lake...

What looked like a long, dark boat began to slowly rise up from the middle of the vortex, and then Carl saw the sails. ...

The giant ship leaped majestically onto the water, shining in the moonlight. It looked strange and skeletal, as if it were a restored hulk, and the dim lights shimmered in the portholes, like ghost eyes.

At last, with a loud splash, the boat emerged fully, bobbing on the rippling waters, and began to drive towards the shore, and in a moment they saw the splash of anchor being thrown into the shallows and the boards being laid ashore. bang bang.

Neat footsteps came from the boat, through the silhouette of lights in the porthole as they passed by, Karl noticed that this group of wizards from Durhamstrang were all big, and each of them was estimated to be one and a half as big as him .

A new unit of measurement has appeared!

When Durstrang's people arrived, Carl's expression suddenly became a little playful...