After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. This morning, Headmaster Dumbledore announced that two friendly schools would arrive in the evening, and everyone was looking forward to it.

However, Dumbledore also noticed that the students were whispering to each other with strange expressions, as if they were tacitly hiding something and were also faintly excited.

In fact, this situation had been foreshadowed a week ago, and all the students seemed to have a common little secret.

However, no professor, dean or even Dumbledore could get any information from the students, and even the portrait remained silent.

He subconsciously looked towards Draco's position. After all, he could mobilize the entire school and hide it from the professors, and there was no one else he could think of except Draco.

Dumbledore met Draco's innocent gaze, smiled and nodded.

Since the little ones have their own ideas, let them do it on their own.

He also looked forward to it in his heart.

Although I don’t know what it is, it is definitely related to the arrival of the friendly school.

Whatever it was, he would know tonight. But he could still wait a little longer.

He decided to open the back door for the children, so he made a temporary decision to let everyone skip classes in the afternoon.

He completely ignored the surprised and condemning looks from the professors behind him.

There was another cheer in the auditorium.

Draco and Harry looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.

As evening approaches, the air becomes more filled with a joyful feeling of anticipation.

Everyone spontaneously lined up and headed towards the door.

The deans planned to wait for all the students to arrive and then have them line up properly. The boys and girls were energetic and curious, and they were always chattering around them.

However, although the professors and deans did not say it, they really liked this kind of lively youth spirit.

What a sweet burden.

"Kids, you...wow..." Professor McGonagall turned around when she heard footsteps, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Surprise and satisfaction flashed in Snape's eyes.

All the students lined up neatly, with the first grade in the front, the seventh grade in the back, and the class leaders divided into two teams on both sides.

They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle.

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing special about it except that it was neat, but Dumbledore saw through their little thoughts at a glance.

The school uniforms have undergone minor changes, either to make them more fitted or to make them look more upright. Obviously the changes are different, but when they stand together, they look inexplicably harmonious.

The professors didn't say anything, but their eyes were full of praise for the children.

The white moon hung high in the sky above the forbidden forest.

The venue gradually darkened, but no student complained. Even the impulsive little lion of Gryffindor suppressed his inner excitement.

"Beauxbatons is here." Dumbledore tilted his ear as if he heard something and smiled slightly.

The students did not speak, but began to communicate with their eyes.

In front of Dumbledore and the deans and professors, the prefects of each grade moved their bodies and raised their wands.

Dumbledore had a premonition that his students seemed to have a surprise for him.

Even Snape was looking forward to it.

They saw an oversized powder blue carriage galloping towards them.

The carriage was as big as a house, and it was pulled through the air by twelve winged horses.

The carriage was flying lower and lower, and was descending at lightning speed. With a loud earth-shaking noise, in the blink of an eye, the carriage landed steadily on the ground.

A very tall woman got out of the carriage, taller than Hagrid.

She was wrapped from head to toe in a black satin dress. Although she was tall, she had a beautiful face and a good figure.

Harry saw that Hagrid's eyes were beginning to well up.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the students followed suit.

The tall woman smiled elegantly and stretched out her hand. The moment she saw Dumbledore's face clearly, she hesitated and was surprised.

Dumbledore kissed his hand gracefully.

"Dear Madame Maxime, welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore?..." Madame Maxime was sure that the person in front of her was Dumbledore. "I'm sorry, I'm really surprised."

"I think you would like to come to my headmaster's office later." Dumbledore winked, causing Madame Maxime to blush.

This face is indeed many times more lethal than Lao Caibangzi.

"Of course. Oh, by the way, my students." Madame Maxime waved behind her.

Only then did everyone see that there were about twelve or thirteen male and female students standing behind Madame Maxime.

Judging from their appearance, they were probably around eighteen or nineteen years old, and each of them was trembling slightly.

The robes they wore looked like they were made of fine silk, and surprisingly, they were not wearing cloaks.

There were also several students who wrapped their heads tightly with scarves.

Um, it's so cold... Why are those students covering their heads? Are they feeling unwell?

But... the prefects looked at each other and raised their wands at the same time. The students received the signal and raised their wands as well.

Silver-blue fireworks bloomed in the air, forming the name and emblem of Beauxbatons.

The surrounding snowflakes were picked up by the wind and gently condensed into ice-blue flowers, which bloomed in clusters and bunches in front of the students of Beauxbatons.

They exclaimed softly, and took the flowers in front of them cautiously and helplessly. Only when they looked closely did they realize that the flowers in everyone's hands were a little different.

"Welcome everyone from Beauxbatons!" The Hogwarts students said in unison, and each of them saluted gracefully as if they had studied in Slytherin.

Dumbledore couldn't help but smile with pride, and so did the headmasters.

Madame Maxime was also shocked, and she felt the joy of being respected and valued, as well as a faint fear.

Are Hogwarts students that powerful? These are all silent magic.

She could clearly see that the first-year students were also using silent magic, but she didn't know what the spell was.

It seems... it's just a simple output of magic power, and those class leaders guide the magic power to create a beautiful scene!

"Come in and warm up first." Dumbledore looked at the students of Beauxbatons with blushing faces, mistakenly thinking that they were frozen.

"Okay, okay." Madame Maxime walked in with the students of Beauxbatons in a daze, forgetting her horse.

As soon as the people from Beauxbatons left, some of the more lively Hogwarts students winked at Dumbledore and the others, as if asking for praise.

Dumbledore gave a thumbs up, unable to hide the smile on his face.

This made him curious about Durmstrang's arrival and what these children had prepared.

A low, strange sound came slowly toward them from the darkness: a muffled, suppressed roar.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts clearly witnessed that the originally tranquil Black Lake suddenly lost its tranquility.

There was a commotion underwater in the center of the lake, huge splashes appeared on the surface of the water, and the waves violently hit the wet shore.

Immediately afterwards, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the lake.

A majestic ship emerged from the water, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Accompanied by a noisy sound of water, the big ship completely floated out of the water, swaying on the turbulent lake surface, and began to move towards the lake shore.

The people on the ship were disembarking, and Harry and the others noticed that the students from Durmstrang were all tall and strong.

They all wore the same fur cloaks, their red capes fluttering in the wind. Surprisingly, Draco liked this school quite a bit.

Maybe it’s because of that military-like aura and that red outfit.

The man in the lead was wearing silver-white fur, and Draco recognized him immediately. He was the headmaster of Durmstrang, Igor Karkaroff.

His father seemed to have told him that many people in Durmstrang were children of saints, and Igor Karkaroff had long aroused the dissatisfaction of the saints. With Lucius' support, Karkaroff might find that his home was gone when he returned.

So pitiful.

Draco felt several burning gazes, and without looking up, he knew that it was the Saints who had sneaked in.

"Dumbledore!" the man called enthusiastically as he approached. "My dear old fellow...wow...you are?"

"You know, the youth potion. After all, I have the most powerful potion master in the world." Dumbledore's smile was very faint, revealing a sense of alienation.

He walked up to Dumbledore and shook his hand with both hands.

"Hogwarts, it's been so long." Karkaroff looked up at the castle and said with a smile.

He subconsciously ignored the Potions Master in Dumbledore's words, and his pupils trembled uneasily.

Whenever he thought of Snape, he couldn't help but think of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

Although his face was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

He opened his mouth to say something, but was startled by the students' suddenly raised wands and couldn't continue.

Draco and Harry were too lazy to listen to nonsense. As soon as they moved slightly, all the prefects and classmates followed suit.

The students were all very smart and could all see that Headmaster Dumbledore disliked and was cold towards Karkaroff.

Those who have some connections in the family also know about what happened to Karkaroff back then.

Although they don't like Death Eaters, they hate people who escape punishment by betraying their former companions even more.

I'm just afraid of death.

However, they did not show it openly, after all, Karkaroff is now the principal of a friendly school.

I really don't know how he did it.

Some smart people who think more deeply hate the current Ministry of Magic even more.

They are still in the ivory tower, and even though they are mature in mind, they still have the innocence and ambition of youth.

How could Dumbledore not see that? He felt quite relieved.

The wand shot out dazzling flames into the sky, which finally gathered into the shape of a giant dragon. As it soared, it left behind flames that formed the name and emblem of Durmstrang.

Finally, the rising snowflakes turned into the shape of a golden snitch and fell into everyone's hands.

"Welcome to our friends from Durmstrang."

Although they had no feelings towards Karkaroff, everyone still welcomed the students from Durmstrang.

The Durmstrang students didn't do anything.

This move really shocked the arrogant Karkaroff and the grim-looking students of Durmstrang.

For a moment, they all had similar thoughts as Beauxbatons.

How to play this?

He entered the Great Hall in a daze, exchanged greetings with the Beauxbatons students who were also in a daze, and then waited in a daze for Dumbledore to introduce him.

Their minds are full of questions about whether their upcoming performance will be too lame or not. Why do they feel a little underwhelmed?

I'm worried about what to do in the Triwizard Tournament again. I always feel that the chances of winning are slim...

Should we cooperate with Beauxbatons (Durmstrang)? — This was an idea that suddenly came up with the headmasters of the two schools.

Forget it, that big-breasted, brainless woman (that hypocritical and selfish villain).

Madame Maxime and Karkaroff thought at the same time and sneezed at the same time.

The coincidence made the two of them look at each other with awkward yet polite smiles.

After the Hogwarts students had packed up, they took their seats in an orderly and leisurely manner.

Although he looked serious on the surface, he actually wanted to discuss the scene with his classmates immediately and write a letter to his family.

Many people accidentally made eye contact with the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and smiled politely.

Looking at their slightly flushed cheeks, I felt smug in my heart.

Hey hey hey hey ~ my damn charm that has nowhere to go.

"Students, let us once again give a warm round of applause to welcome the students from Beauxbatons!" Dumbledore said loudly from the headmaster's seat.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

Amidst warm applause, the students of Beauxbatons walked gracefully as if they were dancing, greeting the people on both sides of the aisle.

As they walked, beautiful butterflies fluttered around them, bringing with them a fragrant breeze.

The girls who were wearing headscarves also took off their headscarves, and their beautiful and delicate faces attracted everyone to take a second look.

Especially the girl in the front, her long silver hair swaying in the wind, her watery blue eyes seemed to have hooks, attracting everyone to look at her again and again.

The boys from Durmstrang couldn't stand seeing this and were all a little obsessed for a moment.

But that's all.

After everyone at Hogwarts withdrew their gaze, they couldn't help but look towards the Slytherin table frequently.

Fleur Delacour has always been confident in her beauty and never thought there was anything wrong with her Charmed Baby bloodline.

But today she seemed to have encountered the Waterloo of her life. The people in Hogwarts just looked at her a few times and were not as obsessed with her as she had imagined.

She was also shocked by the strength of Hogwarts just now, and had been planning to make a comeback since then.

As a result, she has tried her best, but the response is mediocre, which makes her feel discouraged and helpless.

However, following the gazes of most people in Hogwarts, she also saw the platinum-haired beauty sitting at the Slytherin table.

With just one glance, Fleur understood the students of Hogwarts.

Looking at a face like this every day, I am indeed immune to the charm of the baby.