hp Ouroboros

"Your safety, Dumbledore," Madame Maxime's voice was low but with a different kind of magnetism, "I hope you are all well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

Nodding, Madam Maxim casually waved her huge hand behind her, "These are my students."

After being told by Madam Maxim, the others came back to their senses and noticed that about twelve or thirteen male and female students had come out of the carriage. They were standing behind Madam Maxim, in contrast to her huge figure. None conspicuous.Interestingly, I don't know whether this group of students from France wanted to show their demeanor or their winter school uniforms just looked like that. They all wore delicate silk gowns, and those who didn't have the protection of cloaks just stood in front of each other. At the end of the month, in the cold night wind in Scotland, even if they gritted their teeth, they could still see them shivering slightly.

"Is Karkaroff here?" Madame Maxime asked.

"He will come any moment," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to warm yourself?"

"Let's warm up." Madam Maxim took two steps towards the steps of the foyer, but stopped quickly, looking at her carriage with some concern, "My horses..."

"Our Professor of the Protection of Magical Creatures will be happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore, smiling. "He'll be over as soon as he's done with a problem. There's a little problem with one of his projects."

"It's a wreck," Camille heard Ron whisper to Harry, lowering his voice and grinning.

Oh...Merlin's little black cat, don't say those disgusting Bala things escaped from the box again!She still remembers that the whole class ran away screaming after blowing up two boxes last week. Since she had a good relationship with Hagrid, she bit the bullet and stayed to help get those dusty, rotten, oozy things out. Going back, Sylvia drove her back to the dormitory to sleep because of this for several days!

"My steeds need... well, a lot of strength to take care of them," said Madame Maxime, as if doubting that Hogwarts' Professor of Protection of Magical Creatures would be up to the job. "They have a lot of temper. ..”

Here's your chance!Camille's eyes lit up, she must never help Hagrid take care of the snails!She can take care of these cool highland draft horses instead of Hagrid, so that Hagrid can concentrate on studying what his precious snails like to eat, can't they!

"I assure you..." Dumbledore was halfway through, and Camille quickly took two steps forward, "I assure you, Professor Hagrid and I will be able to take good care of your Highland Harness."

"Huh? Who is this?" Mrs. Maxim looked at Camille with interest and asked.

"Ah, this is Miss Camille from our sixth grade. She has her own way of dealing with magical creatures... heck, she and our professor of protection of magical creatures, Mr. Hagrid, often take care of magical creatures in the school. "

"Very good," Madam Maxim said very well, but her eyes still revealed her distrust of the thin girl in front of her, "Then Miss Camille, can you tell me Professor Hagrid said, these horses only drink..."

"Only drink single malt whiskey." Camille took Madame Maxim's words.

Madam Maxim, who was interrupted, didn't look unhappy at all. Instead, she finally cheered up and smiled at Camille, "Very good, Miss Camille, with a very solid theoretical foundation."

Camille kept a polite smile on his face (this is the result of Sylvia's long-term education), bowed slightly to Madame Maxime, turned around and walked towards the huge horses that were about as tall as elephants, raised his hand and planned to Take the reins that hold the horses.

"Hiss!" The horse with bright red eyes obviously didn't like this unexpected visitor. The leading horse neighed, but seeing that Camille didn't intend to stop, the leading horse raised its front feet violently, and the dinner plate-sized The horse's hooves were about to step on Camille's head.

"Be careful!" Madame Maxime said something in French in a hurry, and the wand was already in her hand.

But before Mrs. Maxim could cast a spell to save her, Camille took two quick steps towards the horse, and hit the horse's standing hind legs with two loud noises. Twice, the hind legs of the horse that was more than one floor high flew back into the air as if slipping, and the horse, which had no time to react, changed from a standing position to a position with all four feet in the air. state.

Camille would not foolishly wait under the horse to be crushed. She took a big step to the side and then she withdrew from the shadow of the horse and came to the side. The moment the horse landed in a panic, Camille jumped up and stuck The hand on the side of the horse exerted force suddenly, directly overturning the giant elephant-like horse to the ground.

A large cloud of dust splashed with a loud "Boom!", and most of the people shook their bodies at this time, realizing what happened in less than two seconds before——Camille actually knocked down a horse that could A giant horse that crushed her bones!

Perhaps the students of Hogwarts could still just jump in shock because of the amazing behavior of Camille, but poor Mrs. Maxime and the dozen students she brought Really frightened, the students screamed belatedly, and those who were a little more courageous also stared pale and stared blankly.

The horse kicked its legs on the ground and struggled twice, and Camille tightened his grip on its neck. The IQ of the magical creature made the horse quickly understand the power of this tiny human being who overwhelmed it, and finally stopped struggling.

Seeing that the leader gave up struggling, the other draft horses lined up behind stopped snorting to express their dissatisfaction, and obediently lowered their heads and stood still.

Camille straightened up and jumped off the lead horse. This time when she grabbed the rein again, all the horses stood there quietly and asked her to take off the saddle.

"Cough...Madame Maxime, I believe that Miss Camille is not malicious," Dumbledore coughed slightly in embarrassment, "it's just that she has a different attitude towards magical creatures..."

"This is beauty!" Madam Maxime interrupted Dumbledore with a sentence in French. Even people who don't understand French can understand from her bright eyes and big smile that she doesn't care about Camille at all. Treating her horse a little rough was even a pleasure.

"This is beauty," Madame Maxime repeated in English, "Extreme strength is also a kind of aesthetics. Don't worry about my horses, they are strong, Miss Camille is also experienced, Dumbledore, Huo Gwartz has great students, but mine are definitely not bad either."

"Come on." Madame Maxime said majestically to her students, leading the way into the Hogwarts castle.

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Seeing Camille leading Beauxbaton's highland horse towards Hagrid's house, after their figures disappeared from the side of the castle, there was a rustling among the students who were still waiting for another school Rushing discussions.

"Merlin is in class. I heard that Miss Camille brought down a Hippogriff in class. I thought it was a lie!" Gryffindor's discussion was the loudest.

"What kind of horse did she just mention? What is a highland draft horse? I haven't seen it in a book. Is it a unique breed in France?" The Ravenclaws were also discussing in low voices.

Although Slytherin was still quiet, Sylvia didn't miss their gasping.

Mrs. Maxim was right, extreme power is also a kind of aesthetics, and the smile on Sylvia’s face was finally filled with genuine joy. Since the principal is a sensible person, it seems that Beauxbaton’s students will not Too bad, Sylvia thought so, subconsciously puffed up her chest, and raised her head slightly - such a powerful person is her girlfriend!

Ah, but she has to keep an eye on Cam. When everyone was frightened by Mrs. Maxim's figure just now, she didn't miss the one with blue eyes and long silver hair among those students in Beauxbatons. The woman... hum, her silver-gray hair won't lose!Not to mention the eyes, her silver blue eyes are definitely more energetic and beautiful!

The distinguished guests of Beauxbatons have already entered the warm castle, and they are still standing outside waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation. Even though there is no wind in the night, the temperature is getting lower and lower. Already shivering slightly from the cold.

It may be that the Beauxbatons delegation flew from the sky in a carriage before. Most people looked at the night sky eagerly, hoping that a similar flying carriage would appear in the next moment.

At this moment...a strange but loud sound came from another direction in the darkness, and there was a commotion among the little wizards. Everyone turned their bodies around to look for the source of the sound.

It was a muffled rumble, and... what seemed to be a sucking sound?It's like unplugging a full bathtub at once, the sound of a lot of water and a little air scrambling to leak down... water sound?

Sylvia looked in the direction of the Black Lake, "In the lake!" Not only Sylvia, but also someone in the student group noticed it, and shouted, "Look at the Black Lake!"

They are now standing on the slope overlooking the wide lawn in front of the castle, and of course they can clearly see the calm and dark water not far away-now the water is no longer calm-the water in the middle of the lake There was a commotion, and then, right in the middle of the lake, a huge sunken vortex appeared, just as Sylvia thought, like a huge plug that was suddenly pulled out from the bottom of the lake.

Soon, something like a long pole rose from the eddy, followed by the sail and various rigging.Slowly, a large ship that looked like a sailing ship in the last century rose out of the water, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Although the huge hull looks magnificent, it gives people a strange feeling. It is not the kind of majestic and vigorous ship. If you insist, it is more like a wreck that has just been salvaged from a shipwreck, or It is a legendary ghost ship that is always wandering in the mist, generally speaking, it looks like a lifeless skeleton.

On the choppy waters of the Black Lake the lifeless ship sailed steadily toward the shore.A moment later they heard a splash as an anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and with another snap a plank hit the shore.

When the people who disembarked from the boat got closer, and relying on the light cast from the hall, Sylvia found that the students of Durmstrang seemed to be taller overall, although they looked very The thick fur cloaks abruptly enlarged their figures, but even so, most of them looked bigger than the seventh year students at Hogwarts.

It was a tall and thin man with a goatee who led them to the castle. He walked up to Dumbledore, shook his silver-white luxurious fur cloak, which was completely different from the gloomy color of his students, and stretched out from it. Shaking both hands with Dumbledore, "Dumbledore!" the man called enthusiastically as he came up the slope, "how are you, my dear old chap?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

"Dear old fellow Hogwarts," said Durmstrang's Headmaster, Karkaroff, looking up at the castle, smiling - this is someone who needs attention, Sylvia thought, this Karkaroff The expression on Mr. Love's face is really familiar to her. After all, this expression that is smiling but not smiling in his eyes was once the expression she is most familiar with today.

"It's good to be here, Viktor, come here and warm up..." Karkaroff beckoned to the back, motioning for one of his students to come forward, "You don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a bit of a cold..."

And when the tall and strong boy walked up to Karkaroff, Sylvia heard another commotion among the students, and even a lot of murmurs in the Slytherin team.

This is the rumored popular Seeker of the Bulgarian Quidditch National Team?Sylvia looked at the boy's eye-catching hooked nose and two thick and black eyebrows in boredom... She really didn't see how handsome this boy was, Sylvia completely She couldn't understand the significance of the small screams of the Slytherin girls behind her who were trying to suppress but were still heard by her-not to mention Quidditch, just this appearance, tsk tsk, it was far worse than her Cam!And, speaking of flying, she couldn't believe it, how could this guy on a stupid broom be cooler than Cam's Thunderbird Animagus?Can it fly faster than Thunderbird?Sure enough, such things as foresight are always possessed by only a very few people!