curse the world at hogwarts

Confrontation with Snape, victory!

Snape: Huh!

Confrontation with Beauxbatons, victory!

Maxim: Ah~bah!

However, Rhine could only feel complacent. After all, the little cotton-padded jackets he had raised by himself were so proud of themselves!

You losers, no matter how angry you are, you can only use your anger to cover up the emptiness and loneliness in your heart. I don’t care about you.

After all, Madame Maxime was the head of the school, and she could not lose her grace even if she was verbally frustrated. In the end, she chose to ignore Rhine's frequent provocative looks, and she and Dumbledore pushed each other to get in. queue.

However, among the crowd behind her, two sharp eyes pierced over from a distance, attracting Rhine's attention.

hmm~

He has waist-length white hair and silvery blue eyes. Even though he is half a square away, you can still feel that the other party is clearly gritting his teeth but pretending to be dismissive, only to be completely distracted by his eyes.

Fleur de la...Queer~~~

It can be seen that the ethnic stance of this mixed-blood Veela is very confusing, and he obviously puts himself on the opposite side of the "Veela nemesis".

You can't do this, girl, your attitude will definitely not be welcomed by your classmates!

Rhine feels that he belongs to the type of person who is severely persecuted by the unscrupulous media. He is still thinking about interpersonal relationships for the little Veela who is hostile to him. He is definitely a selfless and philanthropic person without discrimination.

"Ok?"

Just as Rhine was spinning these messy things in his mind, he suddenly felt his robe being pulled.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a figurine version of Furong... not that small... The condensed version of Furong was standing in front of him, looking up at him curiously with his little head raised.

He remembered that Furong did have a sister?

For a moment, the sympathy in Rhine's heart surged out like a fountain.

The little guy was so miserable. He was brought across the strait to be used as a tool for the competition. He was kidnapped and kept in the water for such a long time...

It’s enough to prove how inhumane Beauxbatons’ magic school is!

"Are you the big bad guy who bullies Veela?"

The little guy who has not yet reached school age asked grandly.

"If I were a bad guy, I should capture you now!"

Rhine bared his teeth, slightly scaring the other party.

"I'm not afraid, I have my sister here!"

There is no doubt that the little guy regards his sister as a god, and he never expected that his sister would even have trouble fishing for her in the future, and she would have to rely on Harry's halo as the protagonist.

However, Rhine's threats were somewhat effective.

The little guy plucked up the courage to pull off his sister's tiger skin, then turned around and jumped up with his short legs.

"It's nostalgic!"

Rhine looked at the little girl's back and couldn't help but sigh.

"Back then, little Hermione was just such a little kid, running around happily and sweetly inviting me, the professor, to come in for tea..."

Snape looked at Rhine speechlessly.

Hello!

Come and wake him up with yellow urine!

That strong woman in your family can't do such a thing!

Your mentality has begun to enter the old age. Do you need to beautify your memories in exchange for inner warmth?

Have you been to the hospital?

You have to stand up!

The arrival of Beauxbatons ended with the "death" of the little girl Gabrielle Lovegood.

The Rhine side was still cherishing the past (falsely), but over there the big boat of the Armstrong Magic School emerged from the bottom of the lake and appeared in front of everyone with a group of fierce men.

"Krum! It's Krum!"

As always, no matter how the future changes, the attraction of Quidditch stars will always be large enough to arouse everyone's excitement.

Instead, he should show his Karkaroff at this moment. He completed the formulaic greeting in a very low-key manner and hid behind Dumbledore.

Dumbledore: ? ? ?

Maxim:? ? ?

When did this grandson become so honest?

What is more tragic is that because the "Veela Nemesis" report had Rita Skeeter's usual style of focusing only on gimmicks and no regard for logic, it did not mention the original cause of the conflict between the fire dragon and the Veela at all.

Therefore, neither principal knew that Karkaroff and Rhine had actually clashed face to face.

But who was Dumbledore?

He was an old man who had been tortured by Rhine for three years, and he immediately cast his suspicious eyes on Rhine in the distance.

Rhine tilted his head and clasped his hands behind his back, pursed his lips and whistled, making a show of saying, "Yes, I did it." It was not me who did it.

"..."

Boss Deng resisted the urge to pull out the hot, restless, and smitten Elder Wand from his robe, and smiled as he greeted the two principals to the auditorium.

"Since everyone is here, let's not let the wind blow outside..."

"Arrived?"

Madame Maxime suddenly said something, blocking Dumbledore's words.

"Aren't... not all here?"

Dumbledore is also always confused. Could it be that he can no longer distinguish between 2 and 3?

Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, aren't the three major European cities right in front of us?

Could it be that all this was a dream and that he was already suffering from the precursors of magical Alzheimer's disease?

"You...you don't know?"

Karkaroff also asked curiously.

Seeing both principals acting like this, Professor Dumbledore's heart suddenly sank.

Thinking about the British magic world, there are very few things that he cannot control. Once there is...

That's no big deal.

But now, the Triwizard Tournament, which he thought he was sure of, seemed to have something he couldn't control.

People who are not familiar with Dumbledore will only think that the principal is still polite at this moment. He seems to be having a friendly and cordial conversation with the two guests and stops entering the hall.

But Professor McGonagall had already realized something was wrong, and turned to glare at Rhine from a distance.

In this case, 90.00% is caused by Rhine!

Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout obviously thought so too, and even some teachers and students who sensed something was wrong thought so too.

Oh?

After changing clothes and showing off students’ appetizers and desserts, is today’s hard dish finally coming?

As the gazes gathered together, Rhine looked confused...

Is this none of my business?

Please don’t put suspicion on innocent people’s heads because of things that are not in the script!

Just when the scene started to get awkward, Hagrid, who had never appeared, hurriedly came from the direction of the Hogsmeade gate with a group of men in black.

This is the team from the Ministry of Magic that has come to host the Triwizard Cup, headed by the two directors, Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman.

"Professor! There is a situation..."

Hagrid obviously knew something, and he started shouting loudly from a distance, with an obviously anxious look on his face.

At that moment, Dumbledore, who had been somewhat stuck due to the unexpected incident, suddenly moved.

Rhine's eyes were dazzled, and he seemed to see that Mr. Deng didn't move his body. His head turned around with a "whoosh~" and glared at the approaching Ministry of Magic team.

But when he shook his head and looked again, Dumbledore seemed to turn around normally and faced the group of people with a kind smile.

"The hawk is watching the wolf, right? That's the hawk watching the wolf, right?"

Rhine tugged on Snape's sleeve and asked repeatedly.

"You haven't seen it?"

Snape's face was expressionless, but he exuded the arrogance of finally finding the blind spot of Rhine knowledge.

"When I defected to him..."

"But it was scary."

understood.

The White Devil is angry!