HP's Adagio Minor

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The Slytherins are very proud of the choice of the Durmstrang delegation, and it can even be said to be happy (this is very rare for them), except for Durmstrang's famous black arts courses, most of them The reason is still because of Viktor Krum - it is unimaginable that even the Slytherins have become groupies, calling this young man a teenage idol, and he deserves his name.

Facing the envious eyes of other houses, as the most powerful family in Hogwarts and even in the whole of England, Draco Malfoy stood up together with the prefect Marcus Flint.

"Welcome, friends from afar..."

Probably feeling that Flint's opening remarks were too distant and polite, Little Malfoy coughed dryly in great dissatisfaction.At this time, the Slytherin students had already given up the best view on the long table, so that their idols could sit down quickly.

While Flint was introducing the traditions of the academy to foreign students, Malfoy uncharacteristically restrained his usual arrogance—as if he had always been such a personable, aristocratic young man who made people feel refreshed—he came across the crowd to Beside the girl, there was a decent smile on the pale and handsome face:

"It's a great honor to see you again, Miss Barodis."

"Me too, Mr. Malfoy."

Surrounded by the staring eyes of the people around, Lola bowed her head slightly, but she never expected to get Malfoy's more enthusiastic attitude in exchange.

"Oh, actually we are so familiar, you can call me Draco." This almost earnest tone, coupled with the pair of indifferent light gray eyes, is really weird.But Lola understood the other party's intention almost immediately - under the expectant gaze of Master Malfoy, she introduced her seniors to this "hospitable British gentleman" according to the communication etiquette.

Although little Malfoy had no interest in getting to know anyone except Viktor Krum, he was still slightly taken aback when he heard that the Fettinghoff family ranked in the same magical world as the Malfoy family. Of course, It's just a matter of an instant.

"I've heard about the prosperity of your family for a long time, and this is the first time I've met, please send my greetings to your parents, Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy—"

Although Dimir Fittinghof was plain in appearance, he had an extraordinary conversation. This had to make little Malfoy a little puzzled—what was the status of the other party in the Fittinghof family?If he is one of the heirs of the Vietinghoff family, why has he never been to the top wizarding event 'Magic Night'?

However, this matter was quickly forgotten by the noble young master, and the most important thing right now is to be able to talk to celebrities like Viktor Krum—even though Malfoy is very difficult to hide his pickiness , but in the conversation, it still made Viktor and others look at him with admiration. After all, he is the heir of a big family, and his communication skills are much better than ordinary small nobles.

And in the process, Master Malfoy did not forget to smile provocatively at the others, especially at the Gryffindor table——

[See, Saint Potter, and the idiot Weasley, Krum belongs to Slytherin! ]

he thought triumphantly.

Lola wasn't interested in what the boys were talking about, so she moved a bit on the bench to accommodate the two tall English students next to her, one of whom gave her a goofy grin.

"This is Goyle, this is Crabbe..." Little Malfoy introduced his follower.

Lola was still listening to their conversation at first, but her attention was quickly attracted by the huge silk banner above her head. Seriously, every pattern on it was very delicate-red background with golden lion, blue A bronze eagle with a yellow base, a black badger with a yellow base, and a silver boa constrictor with a green base.On the back wall of the teacher's desk hung the largest banner, a heraldry of lions, eagles, badgers, and snakes, encircling a large letter "H".

"I really didn't expect that the ceiling here is actually mixed with multiple phantom effects, which can realistically present the outside sky - this requires a very powerful and long-lasting magic power... Hogwarts is indeed very interesting." Dimir? Feitinghoff said with great interest.

Lola looked up at the dark, star-studded ceiling, and couldn't help admiring the excellent magical creativity of the British wizards.

"There are four colleges here, but apparently they are not united..."

"No school can really unite. The biggest problem here is the different philosophy of student selection in each college - and Durmstrang is completely driven by interests."

"Well, actually, none of this has anything to do with us." The 'big tall' Gomez Lewandowski muttered, picking up a golden plate and a goblet and holding it carefully, "It doesn't seem like Made of magic, but real pure gold! Hurrah!"

After all the students had entered the auditorium, the staff entered—Lola recalled the four deans that Sallyanne had described to her, and easily took their seats one by one.

[This is not difficult, they all have their own characteristics. ]

The three headmasters walked last, and the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons all stood up, and they didn't sit down again until their own headmaster sat down.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests," said the white wizard Dumbledore on the rostrum with a smile—the greatest wizard of our time dressed in luxurious His dark green robes are embroidered with many stars and moons, he has a pair of half-moon glasses on his hooked nose, and his long white beard is braided. The chairman of the association, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot and other titles are linked together.

He continued, "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

A Beauxbaton girl with a scarf tightly wrapped around her head let out a sneer that was undoubtedly sarcastic.

"It seems that French girls have a lot of temper," Biro poked Alexei's arm, "but they are pretty, aren't they?"

"Indeed." Alexei answered frankly.

"Then you can hurry up and fall in love, look, the English girls here are pretty good, there is always one for you, buddy!" Biro made exaggerated gestures, until Dumbledore announced the official start of the dinner party, and then followed the crowd to cheer With a sound.

Alexei shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help but look to the other side of the long table——

Lola happily watched the plates in front of her piled up with all kinds of food. Although British cuisine has a bad reputation internationally, Hogwarts dishes are quite distinctive: sausages and mashed potatoes, Served with onion gravy; fish and chips sticks are crispy; roast beef wrapped in puff pastry dipped in foie gras has a unique shape...

"Steak and kidney pudding? It seems that the British have a weird definition of 'pudding'. Just by looking at the name, I would mistake it for a dark dessert...It's actually not bad, but the taste is a bit heavy."

"Oh man, I don't think any food is this weirder than this haggis pudding - you see, it's just a balloon full of pureed meat - when I cut it open, I'll serve it with some carrot puree , mashed potatoes... the taste is a bit like rice cakes that are a bit sticky but not too sticky, a bit too salty!"

"God of magic, please take this scumbag, muddy thing away!"

"Let me be honest, this dish is absolutely unappetizing - I'd rather have more steak and salad."

"You should have known, hey, this pot of stew seems to be okay, but I can't tell what's in it-probably potatoes and something."

"I guess we'll just make do with it. Knowing what's in it won't help our appetites. It's hard to imagine that these British wizards like to eat these weird things."

"Okay, it's a big deal to go back and let the elf cook supper."

Listening to the boys' conversation, Lola couldn't help laughing, but unfortunately choked on the pumpkin juice.

"Ahem... sorry!"

A Slytherin boy sitting opposite glared at Lola, moved the beef chowder to his side, and then took a few slices of bread by himself.

"Zabini, you are so useless to behave like a gentleman." A shrill voice sounded, and the short black hair of the visitor was smooth, with a strong fragrance of roses.

"Miss Parkinson."

"Miss Barodis, I didn't expect you to come to Hogwarts, what a coincidence."

When saying this, Pansy Parkinson didn't forget to glance back and forth at Krum and Malfoy, especially when the two good-looking young men laughed loudly, she was almost dumbfounded. up.

"Parkinson?"

In a blink of an eye, the other party's sleeve was about to fall into his own soup plate, and the boy named Zabini frowned.

"What...it's really lively today, isn't it? Miss Barondis, can I call you Lola? I just saw Ravenclaw's Thorning Poxon raised his glass to you—have you known each other for a long time? ?”

"Yes, Sally Ann and I are cousins."

"That's right, oh, please allow me to introduce," Pansy introduced the two long-haired girls next to her, "This is Daphne Greengrass, she lives in the same dormitory as me, and this is her sister Aspen. Tolia."

"I don't know where you are going to live at night? I happen to have an empty bed in my dormitory." Astoria Greengrass said.

"Thanks, but we'll be back on school rotation and everyone has a room assigned."

"That's such a pity, you can come to Slytherin's common room as a guest when you are free." Pansy said, flirting with Daphne Greengrass, who immediately laughed enthusiastically, "Oh, of course By the way, Miss Barodis, we also welcome other people to play together—speaking of which, why are you a girl here this time... What? You are the only girl in the whole school?"

Facing the dumbfoundedness of the Greengrass sisters, Lola's expression was very indifferent. She has long been used to the surprised expressions of people when they hear the news.

"I heard that Durmstrang is located in the cold extreme north, and the admission requirements are extremely strict. You must have a good magical talent and a superior family background." The cold-faced boy who was almost forgotten suddenly said.

"Of course the most important thing is pure blood." Pansy smiled gracefully, "It's a perfect fit with Slytherin, isn't it? But in this case, the reason why Beauxbatons chose Ravenclaw is obviously because they Love blue."

"Blue is a romantic color. I heard that the French like romance!"

"Blue is also blue, and trust me, Astoria, it's not for everyone."

"Daphne, my dear, your words are really wise words. At first, I thought about going to say hello. After all, this is the proper etiquette for foreign guests. Unfortunately, they think so highly of themselves, and their eyes almost grow to the top of their heads—unfortunately, I've seen one of them in Austria, Lola?"

Pansy's tone was a bit sharp, and Lola looked in the direction she indicated, and saw Bafra Butarskaya was holding rice pudding with milk jelly, joking with other Beauxbaton boys.

"Looking at her like that, she probably feels pretty good about herself, but since she's here, it's best not to provoke me." Pansy's tone was bad, after all, she and Butaskaya had disliked each other from the beginning, "Seriously, Lola, apart from these idlers, you can still experience the Hogwarts courses. The Ravenclaws have a great learning atmosphere, but they are just bookworms, Gran Fendors are notoriously aggressive, and Hufflepuffs are full of mediocre half-breeds..."

"—Although we have the smallest number of people, we are the only college that can be called an elite, and they are all pure blood from superior families. This is already ahead of other colleges in all aspects." Slytherin's prefect also He is sparing no effort in lobbying, and his words are obviously approved by most people.

"Senior Krum, that's quite true, isn't it?" Little Malfoy leaned over, as if he was eager to make a promise from the 'idol'.

"Indeed, but I heard that there are some courses taught by different colleges together?" Krum said, looking at Karkaroff at the teacher's desk.

"...Maybe there will be some changes in this year's curriculum, but only by comparing them can we better understand the gaps between the various colleges." Pansy's articulate words made several Durmstrang seniors look at her frequently. One also said in accented English:

"I'm a little interested in meeting you."

Probably because there are few girls enrolled in the school, they always pay special attention to the opposite sex.And right now, there are much more girls here than there were at the Union Girls' School last time—especially among the group of Beauxbatons, one of them is dazzlingly beautiful, with silvery hair hanging down to her waist like a waterfall, and azure blue With big eyes and perfect white teeth, she was walking back from the Gryffindor table with bouillabaisse.

"Guys, I bet she's got Veela blood—look at her hair!"

"Hey, you put it that way, I'm reminded of the mascot of the Bulgarian team at the Quidditch World Cup, those veela dances are so beautiful."

"But anyway, if that's the case, her blood is impure, and I'd rather find a—what do you think of the dark-haired one over there?"

"The Asian face? Oh man, don't you think she'll be like Professor Triller when she gets old?"

"Damn it! I haven't even finished a History of Magic paper."

"If it were me, I would prefer brown curly hair. Look at that girl, do you think she would be pure blood?"

"Oh, come on, it's not about family marriage, it's just about finding a girl on a date. Do you still have to follow blood?"

"That's right, it's just for fun."

The Durmstrangs were brazenly discussing in Russian, which the Brits around them couldn't understand anyway.

"What are they talking about?" Pansy asked Lola curiously.

"Well, they are saying that the environment here is very good..." Lola was very ashamed. In her opinion, these normally serious and deep seniors were obviously over excited because they came to Hogwarts.But it was really hard for her to translate the private jokes of these boys.

At this moment, Zabini suddenly raised his head, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was mocking and indifferent, "They are saying that French girls are beautiful, like Veela, and Hogwarts girls are also good-looking, suitable for dating. "

"Playing?" Sister Greengrass almost screamed.

"I'm sorry, they just like to joke, and their behavior will never be too loose, I can guarantee this." Lola explained to the girls awkwardly, and then looked at the cold-faced boy with some blame, but the other party looked away indifferently .

Pan Xi froze for a moment, then gave a dry laugh, "Of course, boys like to discuss girls, it's really... really normal."

"Brace, do you understand those people?" asked another Slytherin boy nearby.

"A little bit." Zabini said coldly, "Please don't press my robe when you lean over."

"Sorry, I just wanted to see that pretty French girl from a different angle."

"What's so good about it, no matter how beautiful it is, it's a mixed blood."

"Oh, don't pay attention to him, Nott, this guy has always been so indifferent, and he will never be moved by any good things." After finishing speaking, Pansy couldn't help but look at him, but the student of Beauxbatons walked through the auditorium. At that time, the water-blue satin made her graceful curves very attractive. Many boys turned their heads and looked over, and some of them seemed to be unable to speak for a while, "Those Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs Boys here are kind of silly, aren't they, Lola?"

Lola didn't talk to her. In her opinion, the other party was indeed beautiful and familiar. Unfortunately, at the end of the dinner, she still didn't think of anything more.

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Make soy sauce, make soy sauce, the next chapter will arrange for the Gryffindor trio to make soy sauce too