[HP] The Last Demon King

On the last day at the end of October, the last class in the afternoon ended half an hour early, because representatives from the participating schools of the Triwizard Tournament, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, would arrive at [-] pm.

In the hall, the deans were directing the students of their colleges to line up, the voices of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were noisy, and even Ravenclaws were whispering to each other, but Slytherin was silent, because their faces were like Snape, who was a piece of coffin wood, was staring at his eagle eyes to see if there were any unruly students - the last class in the afternoon was Potions class, and Snape had to end the class early The lecture of the Laughter Potion made his already gloomy face even more gloomy.

The students came out in a single file, standing in front of the castle and waiting, the cold night wind was blowing slightly, but no one complained, and everyone looked into the distance expectantly.

"How will they come? Are they going to take the train like us?" A voice came from behind Eridins. It was Ledger talking to Penn. It is getting closer and closer.

"I heard that only those who are beautiful enough can enter Beauxbatons... I almost went there at the beginning." Parkinson said.

"My father originally wanted me to study in Durmstrang, but my mother didn't want to. She wanted me to study closer to home..." Malfoy turned his head to answer at this moment.

The Slytherin ranks began to murmur, and not even Snape's glare could stop the voice from spreading.

As time passed, a full moon rose above the Forbidden Forest, and the air was fresh and cold. Many students folded their arms and stamped their feet on the spot to keep warm. At this moment, Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded: "Ah —If I'm right, Beauxbaton's representative is here!"

"Where? Where?" Many eager voices rang out from the crowd, and the students looked around blankly. A sixth-grade student pointed to the distant sky and shouted: "Look there!"

Eridins saw a huge thing flying over the Forbidden Forest, and by the light of the moon she saw that it was a huge powder-blue carriage, drawn by twelve silver-maned Puji horses, each with a As big as an elephant.

The carriage landed at a speed that didn't match her body, and a hurricane blew towards the gate of the castle. Parkinson shouted and grabbed the silk scarf that was blown away.

There was a coat of arms printed on the car door, which was probably Beauxbaton's school emblem. The main body was two golden crossed wands, with three stars emerging from each. As soon as it opened, a boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent over, fumbled for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase.

He stepped back reverently as a shiny black high-heeled shoe—the size of a child's sled—was followed by a woman, huge in size, from the carriage. Ridings could only think of one other person—Hagrid.

The woman was wrapped from head to toe in a black satin dress, and many luxurious opals shone on her neck and thick fingers. Like her dress, the gems were not the size of ordinary people. Dumbledore began to applaud, and the students also applauded. Then he clapped his hands.

She walked towards Dumbledore with a calm smile, and Dumbledore straightened up and kissed her hand: "Dear Mrs. Maxime, welcome to Hogwarts."

The two greeted each other. At this time, students in the carriage got off one after another. There were about eleven or two students. Judging from their appearance and height, they were about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Everyone silently waited for Durmstrang's representatives to arrive. Because of Beauxbaton's lessons learned, most of them looked at the sky helplessly, until a low, unclear roar came from the riverbed, "In the lake! Look at the lake!" Someone exclaimed.

The piece of lake that fell in front of the castle and never knew where it ended rolled up a black vortex under the night, a mast slowly rose from the lake, and then the sails were rigged, and a magnificent ship floated out out of the water.

The people in the boat began to go ashore, and their bodies belonged to Crabbe's class. Eridins wondered how a little hemp like Malfoy would survive in Durmstrang, but when they walked out of the shadow cast by the big ship Only then did Eridins realize that the reason why they looked huge was because they were all wearing a kind of fur cloak. Their school was probably in a cold place—maybe a place like Siberia?

"Dumbledore!" Durmstrang's headmaster strode enthusiastically towards Dumbledore: "My dear old man, how are you?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore returned his hand.

Karkaroff and Dumbledore were similar in stature, tall and thin, with short white hair. He looked up at the castle and smiled and said, "Dear old man Hogwarts, it's good to be here, That's great... Come here, Viktor, and get warm... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a bit of a cold..."

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to come forward, and Eridins immediately recognized him as Krum, who had won the Golden Snitch in the Quidditch World Cup.

"Oh my God! Look, it's Krum! Viktor Krum!" Malfoy was so excited that he stretched his neck in the crowd trying to see better: "He will also participate This Triwizard Tournament! He's still a student—oh, my dad didn't tell me!"

Representatives of the two schools entered the castle together with the Hogwarts students, and when they entered the auditorium, the surrounding people were still chattering about Krum's appearance.

The students of Beauxbatons sat down at the Ravenclaw table, and the students of Durmstrang hesitated for a while at the door of the auditorium and chose the table of Slytherin. Malfoy was so excited that he leaned forward He turned to Krum on the opposite side, and his voice was long and low, like an aria: "My name is Draco Malfoy. I went to watch the Quidditch World Cup last year. It was very exciting, especially That Ronsky feint."

Krum nodded to him, with a hint of gloom on his face: "Hello... My name is Viktor Krum, are you also a Quidditch player?"

"Yes, I'm our Academy's Seeker." Malfoy said casually.

All the students were seated, and the staff began to enter the arena. The last ones were Dumbledore, Karkaroff and Maxim.The students of Beauxbatons stood up quickly when they saw their principal appearing, with meticulous etiquette—Eridins recalled that they only spoke to each other in French. What place in France is suitable for establishing a school?

Everyone else took their seats at the table of honor, except for Dumbledore, who remained standing, and said in a loud voice: "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and - especially - honored guests," he said. He said with a smile: "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

A girl from Beauxbatons was still wrapping her head tightly with a scarf, and let out a sneer that was undoubtedly ironic. Eridins noticed that several people in Beauxbatons looked like that, with distressed faces, as if they were in a certain place. It's like a poor, dirty country place.

"Pretending to be so dirty to my eyes!" Parkinson looked at the girls with disgust.

In contrast, Durmstrang's people are much more polite. At least they seem to be very interested. A black-haired boy took off his fur cloak to reveal his blood-red robe, and his eyes were burning. "Is it always this warm here with you?"

Eridins was taken aback by his sudden conversation, but she still nodded.

"The Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet," said Dumbledore. "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they like at home!"

He sat down, and Karkaroff immediately moved forward to talk to him.

"I like it here, your auditorium is so beautifully decorated." The boy who spoke to Eredin pointed to the star-studded ceiling, and a pair of light gray eyes looked eagerly at Eredin. "My name is Jude Craig, you can call me Jude if you don't mind."

Malfoy was talking about Quidditch flying skills with Krum, but at the moment half of his body moved towards Eridins.

"Eridings Selwyn." Eridings said with her wand, and seeing Craig's puzzled expression, Eridings continued: "I was unable to speak since I was a child."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry." Craig lowered the corner of his mouth and looked at Eridins apologetically.

Eridings shook her head to express her indifference, the atmosphere was a bit dull for a while, Craig glanced at the delicious dishes that suddenly appeared, and suddenly lit up, he pointed to a few dishes that Eridings had never seen before Said to her: "This is flower crab salad, this is caviar, they are all our specialties there, oh - and this milk porridge - I bet you will like it! This is very popular with students in our school."

Malfoy, who was next to him, ended his conversation with Krum at some point, and stared at this place. He pretended to cough and said to Craig, "Well, hello, is Craig? Can I join you guys?" conversation?"

"Of course," Craig said, "I'm talking about our specialty... Viktor, what's that you got?"

Krum was scooping soup from a large plate, and when he heard Craig's voice, his hand holding the spoon stopped: "Hmm... I don't know, maybe it's fish soup?"

"It's fish soup." Malfoy said, his ears were slightly red, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction: "French food, I have eaten it at home."