Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 293 Beauxbaton and Durmstrang

Klein's "presumptuous" smile quickly caught the attention of Madam Maxime and those Beauxbaton students.

Many eyes focused on him, he was stunned for a moment, and looked back pretending to be puzzled.

"Hehe, this interesting young man is..."

Madam Maxim blinked and said with great interest.

"Klein, come, come and say hello."

With a helpless expression on Dumbledore's face, he waved to Klein behind him.

"Oh."

I have known for a long time to control my facial expressions.

Klein moved his steps and obediently came to Dumbledore's side.

"I'm Klein Will Grindelwald, nice to meet you, Mrs. Maxim."

Madame Maxime was so tall that even Klein had to raise his head to talk to her.

"Are you that Grindelwald?"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Madam Maxim's face.

Behind her, Beauxbaton's students also showed curiosity.

The first-class Merlin Medal winner, the Quidditch genius who swept the World Cup, is this person?

The moment he revealed his identity, those gazes on Klein seemed to become even hotter.

"If nobody else, then I guess, I'm that 'Grindelwald'."

Klein spread his hands.

Dumbledore took a look and put a big hand on Klein's shoulder.

"The child is still young and not very sensible. Mrs. Maxim, please forgive me."

"fine."

After taking a serious look at Klein, Mrs. Maxim did not blame Klein for his previous faux pas.

"Yes, yes, I'm still young"

Klein turned his head and gave Dumbledore a funny look.

When there is something to do, it is Carat Ameng, and when there is nothing to do, it is when the child is still young.

Old man, it really belongs to you!

"Cough cough."

Sensing Klein's gaze, Dumbledore coughed twice, deliberately changing the subject.

"Madame Maxim, are you planning to advance to the castle to warm up, or?"

These outsiders seemed to have underestimated the weather in England, the thin layer made him feel cold just looking at it.

Mrs. Maxim looked back at the student who had frozen into a chick, with a puzzled expression on her face.

"Has Karkaroff and the others arrived yet?"

"No."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"They should have gone wrong on the road, and it will probably take a while."

"In this case, let's go to the castle to warm up."

Madam Maxim let go, but after a moment, she seemed to remember something.

"And those horses."

"Our 'Conservation of Fantastic Creatures' professor will take care of those horses, don't worry."

With a relaxed smile, Dumbledore extended his hand to invite.

"Please."

"Please tell the professor to be careful, those horses are very violent, and they only eat the finest grass and drink old whiskey"

Madam Maxim was still a little worried.

Apparently, she didn't think any professor of "Conservation of Fantastic Creatures" would be able to handle so many tall horses at the same time.

"Well, I will."

Dumbledore nodded and turned to look at Klein.

"Klein, please lead Beauxbaton's friends to the auditorium first."

"I?"

Klein froze for a moment, met Dumbledore's eyes, and nodded slightly as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Okay, Mr. Principal."

It seems that the old man also knew that he and Durmstrang (Victor Krum) were not getting along, so he deliberately dismissed him to avoid embarrassment when they met.

Um.
To avoid embarrassment for the other party.

"It's a good calculation~"

Cursing inwardly, Klein walked through the path that the little wizards voluntarily gave way to, and led Beauxbaton's teachers and students towards the ancient castle.

Along the way, Madame Maxime talked very happily, talking almost all the time.

"You did a great job at the Quidditch World Cup, and now it's rare to see such a humane child like you."

"I have practiced the "Shenwei Mantra". It is an amazing spell. I often tell my students that they must be humble and motivated. With your example in front of them, their self-satisfaction has subsided a lot."

"What I admire the most is your treatment methods for those intractable diseases. Those ideas are really incredible!"

Despite her stature, Madame Maxime was a well-informed and well-spoken lady.

Unlike Dumbledore, she also has a strong personal charm.

From being polite at the beginning, Klein put aside his alienation in the end, and began to have a serious conversation with this lady.

Potions, Fantastic Beasts, Charms, Art, History of Magic, Quidditch
Walking and chatting all the way, the road to Hogwarts Castle does not seem long.

Students of Beauxbatons look at me and I look at you.

Decisively chose to be a wooden man.

Unbelievable.

It was the first time for them to see Mrs. Maxim treating students from other schools so kindly.

"As expected of Dumbledore's proud disciple, amazing!"

What is treasure boy?
This is Treasure Boy!
Madame Maxime's eyes lit up.

If only their school had an all-around genius like Klein!
"Ma'am, you have won the prize."

Klein smiled, pushed open the gate of the castle, and extended his hand to invite.

"Please."

Strange noises came from the darkness, mixed with booming and sucking sounds, like a huge monster lurking at the bottom of the lake.

After a while, the surface of the lake stirred up!
Deep in the center of the lake a great bubble appeared, and waves crashed against the muddy shore.

Then, a vortex appeared in the very center of the lake, like a piston just pulled out from the bottom of the lake...

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sailboat emerges from the bottom of the water, first the mast, then the rigging.
"coming!"

The little wizards stared curiously at everything in front of them.

In their sight, a boat floated up from the bottom of the lake.

The big ship shone with a strange magic light under the moonlight.It was a strange looking, bony skeleton, like a restored hulk.The dim candle flame shimmered in the porthole like a ghost's eye.

Finally, there was a loud sound of drainage, and the boat fully surfaced and began to drive towards the shore.

The little wizards heard the splash of the anchor thrown into the shallows and the thud of the planks being laid on the shore.

The people on the boat came down, and everyone was tall.

Those Durmstrang students wore dark uniforms and fur capes.

The old man at the head was wearing a silver fur cloak coquettishly, which was the same color as his hair.

"Igor, my friends, you are welcome."

Dumbledore opened his arms and hugged the old man in the silver cloak.

"Dumbledore, hello, nice to meet you!"

Igor Karkaroff also looked very happy.

He looked around and found someone he didn't expect. He couldn't help shaking his mustache and asked a question.

"So, where is our "Grindelwald"?"

(End of this chapter)