Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 295 Banquet

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" Ron excitedly muttered in the ears of Harry, Hermione and Tiera, "It's Viktor Krum! Viktor Krum"

Mu!"

Ron's voice got louder and louder every time.

In addition to Mrs. Rosier, Durmstrang's principal Karkaroff, two white-haired girls and Viktor Krum, there were fifty Durmstrang students who got off the big ship.

So much so that everyone, regardless of gender, wrapped themselves up like a furry bear.

After the leaders of the two schools had a not-so-pleasant conversation, Durmstrang's furry bears followed the Hogwarts students into Hogwarts Castle.

"For Merlin's sake, Ron has some backbone, he's just a Quidditch player." Hermione yelled impatiently.

"Just a Quidditch player?" Ron looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Hermione! He is one of the best seekers in the world! I didn't expect him to be one of the best seekers in the world.

A student!"

When they walked through the foyer again with other students at Hogwarts and headed towards the Great Hall, Harry saw Lee Jordan jumping up and down on tiptoes, trying to get a better look at Krum's back.

As the sixth grade girl walked, she was frantically rummaging for something in her pocket——

"Oh, I can't believe it, I don't have a quill on me -"

"Do you think he will sign my hat with lipstick?"

"That's ridiculous!" Hermione said arrogantly when the four of them passed by the girls who were arguing over a lipstick.

"I'd like to get his signed photo if possible," said Ron. "You didn't bring your quill, did you, Harry?"

"No, they're all in my schoolbag upstairs," Harry said.

They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down.

Ron deliberately sat on the side facing the door, because Krum and his Durmstrang alumni were still gathered at the door, seemingly unsure where they should sit. Beauxbatons' classmates had already chosen to sit.

The seats next to the Vinclaw table. After they sat down, they looked around the auditorium with sullen expressions on their faces. Three of the students still wrapped their heads tightly with scarves and headscarves.

"It's not that cold," Hermione said dissatisfied, "Why don't they wear cloaks?"

"Here! Come and sit here!" Ron croaked. "Here! Hermione, move aside and make room—"

"What?" Hermione was stunned for a moment. ""

"Oh, it's too late!" Ron said regretfully.

Viktor Krum and his fellow Durmstrang alumni were already seated at the Slytherin table.

Harry could see Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle beaming with pride.

He saw Malfoy leaning forward to talk to Krum.

"Ah, yes, Malfoy is fawning over him." Ron said sarcastically, "I bet Krum can see what kind of person he is at a glance... I dare say there are people everywhere Krum goes.

To please him, to flatter him... Where will they sleep, you say? We can provide him with a bed in our dormitory, Harry... I'm willing to give him my bed, and I'll sleep on the cot.

"

Hermione snorted softly.

"They look much happier than Bushbottom's gang," said Harry.

Durmstrang's classmates took off their students' fur cloaks and looked up with interest at the dark, starry ceiling. Two of the classmates also picked up the golden plates and goblets and held them carefully.

Xiangzhu, obviously very interested.

"Don't worry Ron." Tiera said maliciously, "If you want to make friends with Viktor Krum, I can help you."

"Really?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Of course it's true." Tiera said, "I can help you brew a love potion and put it quietly into Viktor Krum's diet, so that your dear Viktor Krum

It will be yours alone - hahahahaha - to be honest Ron, you should really see your expression now, it is exactly the same as that group of girls who were fighting over a lipstick just now!"

Before Tiera could finish speaking, she started laughing.

Hermione and Harry also laughed, but Ron seemed a little embarrassed.

"Hey!" Ron shouted dissatisfied, "It's not a shame to want to be friends with Krum!"

Over there at the staff table, janitor Filch is adding a few chairs—

For today's grand occasion, Filch put on his old moldy tuxedo.

After all the students entered the auditorium and took their seats at the tables in their respective colleges, the faculty and staff also walked in, and they filed over to the guest of honor seat and sat down.

Nick Flamel and Madame Rosier were also assigned to the faculty seats.

After finishing his work, Nicoléme was placed next to Dumbledore, next to Dumbledore's seat, but there was no knife, fork or cutlery placed in front of him——

After all, he is just a remote-controlled alchemy robot, so there is no need to waste food.

Mrs. Rosier sat at the far right end of the faculty seat, far away from Professor McGonagall's seat, but even so, Tiera could feel the hostility between the two old ladies.

Tiera scratched her eyeballs, but after thinking about it, she put down her hand——

He didn't think it was reasonable to take out the "Dementor's Eye" on this occasion and let it absorb the emotional power between the two old witches.

Walking at the end were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime——

Three college principals.

As soon as the Beauxbatons students saw their principal appearing, they stood up quickly.

Several Hogwarts students couldn't help laughing, but the Beauxbatons representatives didn't look embarrassed at all. They didn't sit down again until Madam Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left side.

Dumbledore remained standing until the auditorium gradually became quiet.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and especially the distinguished guests from foreign countries." Dumbledore said, looking at the foreign students with a smile, "It is with great joy that I welcome

You have come to Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

A Beauxbatons girl still wrapped her scarf tightly around her head and let out a sarcastic sneer.

"No one forced you to stay!" Hermione whispered, she was annoyed by the girl.

"The competition will officially begin at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as you would at home!"

He sat down, and when Harry saw Karkaroff he immediately came forward and talked to him.

The plates in front of them were piled with food as usual. The house elves in the kitchen seemed to be trying their best. Harry had never seen such rich dishes before them. There were various kinds of dishes placed in front of them, including several

It's definitely a foreign flavor.

"What's that?" Ron asked, pointing to a large plate of what looked like a seafood smorgasbord next to a chunk of steak and kidney pudding.

"French fish soup," said Hermione.

"Good guy." Ron said.

"This is French food," Hermione said. "I had it during the summer vacation the year before last. It tasted delicious."

"I'll just believe you." Ron said, serving himself some black pudding.

Twenty minutes after the banquet started, Hagrid slipped into the auditorium through a door behind the staff table.

He took his seat at the end of the table, raised a heavily bandaged hand, and waved to Tiera, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Thank you Purple Sakura for voting for 2 months

Thank you Pululududu for voting in February

Thank you Tiggo 2 for voting 1 month