HP Magic Biography

I'm sorry, but I have to interrupt. 【】 A loud female voice came over, and the decibels were indeed a bit exciting.

As soon as the female voice appeared, the three people in the room unconsciously turned their eyes to the door.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of pushing the door, a huge figure blocked the entire door.

It was a very big woman. It was no surprise that the person who came to welcome Dumbledore and Nicolas was naturally the person with the highest status in Beauxbatons, Madame Maxime.

Madame Maxime was a fiery French beauty, with a very handsome olive face, large, dark, watery eyes, and a very pointed nose. Her hair was pulled back in a shiny bun at the base of her neck. She was swathed from head to foot in black satin, with so many rich opals gleaming about her neck and in her big fingers, and her feet were as big as a child's sled. Her voice is very deep, because of the influence of French accent, she speaks English without H.

Fan Lin remembered that when he heard Dumbledore talk about Mrs. Maxime before, he said: She is a very good and talented headmaster, and she dances very well.

In fact, the wizarding world is generally prejudiced against giants. In fact, she is a half-blood giant, about the same size as Hagrid. As long as wizards are not blind, they can naturally tell the origin of Madame Maxime.

It is also possible to hide the giant's size by magic, but neither Mrs. Maxim nor Hagrid are willing to hide their figure.

On the contrary, Madame Maxime never cared about these things.

According to Dumbledore, Madam Maxime is really outstanding, it seems that the genes of ordinary wizards are more powerful, at least Madam Maxime's magic level is also very high.

However, this is not enough to support Mrs. Maxime as the principal of Beauxbatons.

But after Fan Lin had contact with Nicolas, it was easy to come to a conclusion.

It can be seen that Nicole May likes Mrs. Maxim very much. It can be seen from the address that he is talking about the girl Maxim.

Oh, hello, Maxim, how are you doing recently? Dumbledore said.

He walked up and kissed the back of Madame Maxime's hand.

It's not bad, Principal Dumbledore. It would have been better if you hadn't suddenly informed me that I would come over and send a student to communicate. Madam Maxime said.

Hello, Teacher Le May. Mrs. Maxime politely performed a lady's etiquette, but it was like a daughter treating her father. Although she was not equal in size, she could always give Fan Lin Such an illusion.

Hello, dear Madam Maxim. Fan Lin stood up respectfully and performed a salute.

It has to be said that a beautiful and cute child can always evoke the welcome of women, even a giantess.

But even so, Mrs. Maxim still looked at Fan Lin with a rather scrutinizing gaze, which made Fan Lin feel very strange.

With the liberty to ask, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, is this the candidate you selected?

Hearing what Mrs. Maxim said, Fan Lin immediately understood why Mrs. Maxim looked at him with such scrutiny.

Unsurprisingly, this is about the Goblet of Fire, every warrior is basically chosen by the principals.

Facts have proved that there is nothing wrong with the vision of the headmasters. The person selected is almost the warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire, except that there is such an accident as Harry.

Whether it was Digory or Fleur, these people were undoubtedly the best students in their respective colleges, including Krum.

But when Fan Lin thought that Krum would have unreasonable thoughts about Hermione, Fan Lin felt very crazy.

That mindless muscular man, perhaps his brain circuit has been completely filled with muscle fibers.

If Fan Lin were to fight him,

Fan Lin promised that he would use all his firepower, and then... well, a little childish.

Although he said he looks good, but as far as I know, this little guy is only in the third grade, and he is still so young, the competition is not a joke, Albus.

Don't worry, Madam Maxime. Dumbledore said, I have great confidence in his strength. The final competition depends on the Goblet of Fire. We have no control over it.

Then he comes...

I want to meet him, Maxime. Nicole May said, This little guy has brought me some very interesting questions, and I have to meet him to confirm.

Good teacher. Madame Maxime said, she was still 100% convinced by Nicolas May's words.

This is a very interesting little guy. It just so happens that the Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament will be held next semester. This can be regarded as an exchange in advance. This little guy's strength will not let you down.

Is that so? Madame Maxime said, she seemed to be thinking for a while.

I don't think we can keep the welcome team waiting for too long, can't we? Dumbledore said, Students still need to go to class, we can go to Flamel's alchemy room to sit for a while.

Of course. Madam Maxime said, she walked out first, followed by the rest of Dumbledore and Fan Lin, but Nicolas May did not follow, Fan Lin noticed that he seemed to enter What a passage, it seems that Lemay doesn't like this scene very much.

In fact, hesitating Dumbledore's decision was a bit hasty. Beauxbatons did not prepare any specific welcoming ceremony, but some girls in blue silk school uniforms lined the road to welcome them in the French way.

In fact, this Hogwarts is not much different. Fan Lin noticed that many students from Beauxbatons surrounded the corridors on both sides.

For the greatest wizard of this century, almost everyone in the wizarding world has heard about Dumbledore, and they all want to take a closer look at this legendary figure.

Such opportunities are rare, at least many students may only be able to see Dumbledore's slightly cartoon-like avatar on the card in this life, and it can easily disappear.

Still, the view of Beauxbatons is commendable.

Different from the dark style of Hogwarts, the sky blue color makes Fan Lin feel very comfortable, like entering a fantasy castle and the fountain of alchemy products.

The legendary spring water has beauty effects, well, all this is not so important to Fan Lin. .

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