Hogwarts Homecoming

For the first time, the Great Hall of Hogwarts welcomed some ‘others’.

The house elves in the kitchen polished the dining tableware until they were shiny, and prepared a very rich meal. However, not many students focused on the food in front of them.

Professor Brain gave another brief speech:

“We welcome you to Hogwarts for learning and exchange activities with great enthusiasm and expectations.

This exchange event is unprecedented in the history of world magic, and I believe you have all seen the far-reaching significance behind cross-border magic exchanges.

I think this is a great beginning. Through communication, we and each other will open up a new prosperous era of world magic civilization! "

Professor Brain said, then he raised the cup in front of him and raised it to the many creatures on the table between the two long tables of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

The same goes for Dumbledore and the rest of the staff at the staff table.

"Isn't it a bit too much?"

Ron frowned and said, but under Hermione's sharp gaze, he picked up the cup and raised it towards the table.

The banquet began.

Almost every student was looking at the dining table where all kinds of 'heterogeneous' people were sitting.

To be honest, the largest number of goblins did not interest the students.

They had seen a lot of goblins. Gringotts was full of goblins. Even on days when Hogsmeade was open, they could often see goblins in the Three Broomsticks pub.

It's not a big deal to sit and eat with them, it's a bit of a novelty at most.

The children brought by Professor Rahanson could only slightly arouse the interest of the little wizards.

They were all well-educated, and the wide variety of food on the table did not arouse their interest. On the contrary, the environment of the auditorium and the little wizards sitting around made them more curious.

Many girls were looking at the ponies with fascination.

It was so beautiful, its silky hair shining in the light of a thousand candles.

Baoli could also feel the eager gazes from all directions, which made her even more shy, and she didn't even dare to touch the pile of fresh fruits in front of her.

"I really want to touch it."

Lavender said eagerly,

"I heard that centaurs are masters of divination. Maybe they are more powerful than Professor Trelawney -"

Hermione wrinkled her nose in disapproval.

Professor Trelawney was one of the few professors she disdained.

Harry was more concerned about Hagrid and Grawp.

When he entered the auditorium, Hagrid hurriedly explained to him that Grawp was his younger brother, but he didn't go into too many details.

In order to take care of his younger brother, Hagrid moved his seat from the staff table and sat next to Grawp. He smiled as he watched his younger brother grab a whole beef leg that was at least three-year-old and tear it apart. , people around him avoid him.

To be honest, Harry couldn't see the point of Professor Blaine getting Grawp into Hogwarts.

It couldn't even speak clearly, so it couldn't communicate with them. Oh, maybe there was a meaning.

Graup's presence made the other 'others' in this auditorium seem less obtrusive.

The pair of boys and girls who were about first grade in age were finally picked up from the carriage by Professor Brain. Many people were also interested in them.

Harry thought they were brother and sister.

But it shouldn't be the case, because the two people sitting together don't communicate at all.

The boy looked nervous. This was not surprising.

He would occasionally get himself something to eat from the table in front of him, but the girl in gorgeous clothes next to him looked at the food in front of him indifferently.

She sat with a dignified posture, as if she came from a famous family, and the little wizards around her could not arouse her interest. Only occasionally, she would quickly glance at Professor Blaine at the faculty table.

As for the three house elves.

In the auditorium filled with noise, the three of them seemed to be abandoned on that dining table.

No one paid much attention to them, and they themselves were trying hard to reduce their presence. By the way, they tried their best to restrain themselves from clearing away the empty plates.

The banquet ended in a lively and deserted way.

"Deans and student prefects, please guide the students of your respective houses back to your common room——"

Professor Blaine said, looking towards the Gryffindor table a few times, his eyes fell on Hermione.

"Miss Granger, please wait a moment while you and I take the guests to their resting place."

"Remember to help me inquire, inquire--"

When Lavender wasn't paying attention, Ron quickly moved his face towards her.

"Is that girl a Veela?"

"And Dobby and Kreacher--"

Harry also asked before leaving,

"Say hello to them for me."

Faculty and staff helped guide students from each college back to their respective lounges.

Old Barna came down from the staff table and told the goblins it had brought.

"Professor Brain, I have a letter from you, from the Ministry of Magic!"

Filch, who came from the foyer, was waving an envelope with a large red Ministry of Magic stamp while struggling to squeeze through the students.

"Okay, thank you, Argus--"

After reading the letter, Amosta raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

After driving the students out of the auditorium, the prefects followed suit. When Draco and Parkinson walked into the underground passage next to the foyer, there were no students in the auditorium except Hermione.

"Let's go--"

Amosta waved to the guests at the middle table.

Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape left from the side door in front of the hall.

Hagrid accompanied his brother in an "escorted" manner.

"This is Miss Hermione Granger--"

Amosta led them to the entrance hall and introduced them to them as they walked up the stairs.

"During your days at Hogwarts, if you encounter any problems that need to be solved, you can report to her. Similarly, you also need to obey her management, understand?"

Hermione smiled stiffly at these unfamiliar faces.

Ammosta took them to the third floor, passed his office, turned a few corners along the corridor, and finally stopped in front of a classroom.

Pushing open the door, the soft sunlight and refreshing air in front of them made Hermione exclaim a little.

She followed Professor Braine into the classroom, and the members of the exchange group filed in.

This classroom no longer looked like a classroom, but a forest.

At first glance, the not-too-dense forest was boundless. But Hermione knew that this forest was definitely not infinite, but it was at least as big as several Quidditch pitches!

A sparkling stream divided the forest into two parts. On one side of the stream, there was a row of custom-made two-story sloping wooden houses on the flat land.

"You--"

Amosta pointed to the children brought by Professor Lahansen, Polly and the goblin,

"That's your dormitory, one for each person."

He pointed to the tree hole of a thick and scary banyan tree on the other side of the stream and said to Hagrid,

"That's the place I prepared for Grawp to sleep. Take Grawp to see it. I think it's spacious enough. Oh. I think it doesn't need to maintain its short stature here--"

"Come on, Grawp, let's go see your new home!"

Hagrid put his arm around Grawp's shoulders and skipped the message and walked towards the big banyan tree.

"Professor B, Professor Blaine, can you, can Dobby think--"

"No, Dobby, you are not allowed to go back to the kitchen to work, just rest here--"

Amosta said, but seeing the "desperate" look of the three elves, he pondered for a moment,

"If Hermione needs help, you can help her--"

Hearing him say this, the three house-elves looked much more comfortable.

The little boy with messy chestnut hair was also arranged to live in the wooden house on the left side of the stream, and the little girl, Amosta guided her into a dark bunker a little further away.

An antique bronze key was handed to Hermione.

"Here is the key, Hermione. From now on, they will eat in the hall like the little wizards. During the day, they can visit the castle or the grounds outside, but they must all return here after lights out. You can communicate with them first--"

Amosta said, then looked at old Bana,

"Amelia sent me a letter, wanting to talk to me about opening a workshop specializing in the production of surveillance mirrors. I'm going there now, and you can go to the ministry with me--"