Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Hey, hey, let me tell you." Fred showed a wary expression, "You are not Ron, but someone else!"

George also looked wary, "Maybe it's Professor Moody pretending to be."

The two brothers eagerly took out their wands, as if they wanted to do some small tricks.

"Mr. Weasley!!!" Professor Sprout's voice sounded sinisterly beside the two of them, "The guests are coming soon, do you two want to do something?"

The two of them trembled and turned their heads, just in time to see Professor Sprout with a gloomy face.

The twins trembled and ran away subconsciously. Then they were lifted up by Professor Sprout, "Go back to your original position and stand still! I am not your Professor McGonagall. I pamper you every day! Stand still!" "

The two were dragged away without love, and what might be waiting for them was an unforgettable punishment. Harry and Ron did not dare to chat secretly, and stood there with their lips pursed, pretending to be well-behaved.

Time passed quietly, and the moon slowly climbed out from the top of the treetops, seeming to stretch its neck and wait.

However, everything around was so quiet, and there was no sign of anyone coming.

Hermione asked softly, "Didn't you say that they are already here?"

Robert's mouth twitched and he whispered, "They are indeed here, but... they are hiding on top of the clouds."

Hearing this, Hermione couldn't help but look up and saw that there was indeed a big cloud above her head. This was probably where Beauxbatons Academy was hiding.

"It's so cold." There were little witches shivering around them, but there were also others who looked normal.

One look at those people and it was obvious that they had bought Madam Malkin's warm robes, which would keep them from getting cold this winter.

Sure enough, the constant temperature spell is a must-have skill for home travel.

"It's always like this." Professor Sprout raised his head and seemed to have discovered something. He muttered in a low voice, "When you encounter wizarding events in other countries, you can't help but want to show off..."

Well, that's true, that's probably the nature of wizards.

At this moment, Principal Dumbledore's voice rang out, "Attention, my students, the Beauxbatons representative has arrived!"

"Really?" one student shouted, "Where is it?"

"Heaven!" Someone raised their hand high and pointed straight at the top of their heads. The little wizards raised their heads one after another, squinting their eyes, and then they noticed the dark cloud above their heads.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for everyone to look up, Robert slipped back to Hufflepuff and looked up with the others.

Like water splashing on the lake, something broke through the clouds and fell from the sky like a meteor. The little wizards were a little frightened and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"It must be a fire dragon!" A little wizard cried, "A fire dragon is coming to eat us! Run!"

Infected by this desperate wail, the little wizards at Hogwarts panicked, screaming and trying to run back to the castle.

Professor Sprout's eyes twitched, and he really wanted to slap that yelling idiot to death.

"Quiet!" Professor Moody's voice sounded, allowing these confused guys to think for a second, and their footsteps stopped subconsciously.

"You are wizards, don't panic even when facing a fire dragon! You should use your brains to think about how to deal with it instead of running away in a panic. Haven't you realized that being chased by a Hippogriff for a month has not made you realize How to escape from the pursuit of magical creatures!"

"Aura! Show off your aura! As long as you make them think that you are not easy to mess with, more ferocious and powerful than them, they will hesitate and give up attacking you!"

"Do you still need me to tell you a little bit about this kind of thing?"

Professor Moody's words made some little wizards fall to the ground in fright, turning pale and trembling, but Professor McGonagall was not here and no one could speak for them.

After figuratively fooling around on the ground for a while, they finally got up shakily from the ground, lowered their heads, and stood back to where they were.

There was a sneer.

The faces of these little wizards turned red and they did not dare to raise their heads to look at those who were laughing at them.

Principal Dumbledore then spoke out to comfort him, "Okay, kids, what's coming is not a fire dragon, but our guests. Now, tidy up your appearance and don't let the guests look down on us."

The little wizards' panicked hearts were soothed, and then they cautiously took a peek at Professor Moody, and then secretly patted the grass clippings that they accidentally got on their bodies.

Principal Dumbledore looked at Professor Moody and nodded inconspicuously, obviously very grateful for Moody's help. Professor Moody did not express anything, and still looked at the sky expressionlessly, with only one magic eye. His eyes were spinning in his eyes, wary of the surrounding environment.

More than a month has passed since the Quidditch Cup, but Voldemort or the Death Eaters have made no next move. The dark creatures vampires have definitely joined them. At this time, you must be vigilant and pay attention to everything around you. Yes, danger may come at any time.

Just when Moody was secretly on guard, a huge pink-blue carriage, pulled by twelve silver-maned horses, drew an elegant arc in the air and flew towards them.

The speed was very fast. When they blinked, they were still in the clouds. When they opened their eyes again, the carriage was already approaching.

The little wizards standing in the front row subconsciously took a few steps back.

The silver-maned horse landed safely, and its long reins dragged the carriage to the ground smoothly, making a huge noise and creating a wave of air.

Principal Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and the gravel picked up by the air waves fell to the ground obediently and disappeared into the lawn.

There was a faint hum from the carriage.

The silver-maned horses sneezed, pulled the carriage forward a few steps, and pointed the door towards the teachers and students who greeted them at Hogwarts.

There was a medal printed on the car door, two golden crossed wands, with three stars emerging from each one, shining brightly in the darkness.

The little wizards stretched their necks to see if they were real stars, when the car door was opened from the inside.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent down, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, and then opened a golden spiral staircase.

He jumped back respectfully. A shiny black high-heeled shoe stuck out from the dark carriage, and then another.

Just one pair of shoes caught everyone's attention, because those shoes were really too big!

It's as big as a children's sleigh.

Naturally, the woman wearing these shoes was not ordinary. A very tall woman stepped out of the carriage with firm and powerful steps and stood in front of everyone.

How tall is she?

Even if Hagrid was standing here, he might be half a head shorter than her.

This is the absolute ruler of Beauxbatons, their most respected and feared principal, Madam Maxime.