My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

The other three giant dragons poked their heads out from the clouds. Judging from the ferocious spikes on their dragon heads, these giant dragons are the most violent and strongest Hungarian Horntail, the one that has fallen to the top of the black tower The giant dragon raised its long neck high, opened its big mouth, bared its fangs and roared towards the sky. Although it didn't spit out flames, the scorching air waves around its mouth still distorted the surrounding air. Even Huo, who was standing by the lake, The students of Gwarz were also "buzzed" by the huge noise.

The other three giant dragons descended from the clouds one after another when they heard its cry, and surrounded the black tower, looking at the building in front of them like looking at a toy.

This scene made Nelson think for a while that the three of them would just merge into the Ultimate Hungarian Horntail.

They are suspended side by side in the air, their huge wings are covered with battle scars, the wind brought by the flapping of the wings stirs up huge waves that should only appear on the sea surface on the originally calm lake, at this moment the sun has just risen from the east Soon, the generous figures of the giant dragons covered it tightly, making the people by the lake seem to return from day to night.

The students present are not uninformed, they have never seen real giant dragons, at least there are a few in the underground of Gringotts, but those dragons raised by wizards are like babies compared to the four behemoths in front of them, which is really nothing big witch.

"Constance..." Sigmund's face turned stinky in an instant. He looked at the pieces of debris falling from the top of the black tower. Although the dragon could not really destroy the building, he couldn't keep his face. He calmed down his breath, put on an easy-going face, and said softly, "You should take care of these beasts."

"Well, Sigmund," Dumbledore reminded, "she may not be able to hear you, after all, she hasn't come down from the sky yet."

"Damn..." The blood vessels on Sigmund's temples throbbed, and he said suddenly after a few seconds, "No, then what did she just-"

"Albus, have you finally become the principal?" Constance's voice appeared next to the two again, interrupting Sigmund's doubts. She seemed to be familiar with Dumbledore, "Sorry, Beauxbatons The little girls here are all a little irritable, and when they saw a tattered stick in the lake, they wanted to go down and play for a while."

"—into our conversation?" Sigmund had just finished the sentence, but still.

"The ears are selective in receiving sounds." Constance said to herself, "For example, Dumbledore, who is that tall man over there? Is your teacher or a student?"

Dumbledore turned his head to look at the line of students, a tall boy was very eye-catching.

"Oh, that's Gryffindor's third year, Rubeus Hagrid," said Dumbledore, "and he's a nice boy, good in every way... er, I mean, very tall, too." good."

"Hungarian Horntail!" Hagrid was standing at the head of the Gryffindor team at the moment, pointing to the four giant dragons above the Black Lake and couldn't help admiring, "It's so beautiful...it's so beautiful!"

Standing in front of him, McGonagall seemed to be trying to pull his arm off, so as not to embarrass the school and the college, but she couldn't reach it, and the petite Meg only reached Hagrid's waist, so she had no choice but to put her arm down. .

"What a sight," Constance asked. "Will he be a Hogwarts champion?"

"Uh..." Dumbledore was at a loss for words, and said after thinking for a moment, "None of us know what it looks like until the final result comes, don't we?"

"That's true." Constance said, "It looks like the girls are tired of playing with this broken tower. Wait a minute, we're coming down."

The giant dragon on the top of the tower bent its strong and powerful legs, kicked hard, and disappeared in place in the next second, even leaving a ring-shaped shock wave condensed by mist in place.

When the audience reacted, the other three giant dragons also disappeared. Soon, the clouds above everyone's heads suddenly parted to the two sides, and a black giant connected to a thick iron chain fell to the ground and smashed into the ground. In the lake water near the shore of Black Lake, only a few people can see clearly. What just fell was an anchor, a huge anchor. After falling into the water, it inserted into the mud at the bottom of the lake without hindrance. Suddenly, a monstrous huge wave rushed towards the shore, and the students were safe and sound under the protection of the barrier erected by the professor, but the suspension bridge extending from the black tower to the lake was completely flooded.

Sigmund's face became even uglier. He remembered what the school managers had entrusted to him before: "Just find an open space to stand there, and don't do unnecessary things."

It now appears that he has screwed things up.

With the sinking of the giant anchor, the iron chain connected to the tail made a toothache metal friction sound, and then collapsed straight under the huge force, and the four giant dragons led the chain and landed on the four corners of the giant anchor. Pulling hard on the chains tied to his body, under their hard exertion, a huge ship broke through the clouds with its prow and flew down slowly.

"It's really a boat! It's really a boat!" Alphard became excited.

"This is Beauxbaton's vehicle, and Durmstrang's is that tower over there, Alphard," Nelson patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Sure enough, gambling can make people lose their minds .”

"Ah?" Alphard said ignorantly, "It's a ship anyway, isn't it?"

With the concerted efforts of the anchor and the four giant dragons, the big boat floating in the air docked at the lake. Although it was still about ten meters away from the lake, at least it was on the lake.

Nelson could only see its bottom, bow, half of the mast, and sails. This big ship was a wooden sailboat with a simple structure, much larger than the common wooden sailboats. The position from the bottom to the waterline was covered with hard iron sheets. The ancient runes engraved with flowing magic power, after a brief reading, he probably understood the meaning of these runes-strengthening, protecting, repairing and breaking through.

In addition to the ancient runes, the iron skin is covered with pitted scars, and it seems that it often hits something, but these scars are being repaired by the specific runes on the bottom of the ship every moment.

Although it is full of scars, decorations can be seen on almost every part of the hull. Judging from the style, it should be made by different people. These decorations record some travel stories, which may be left by the passengers of this ship. .

The decoration on the iron sheet and the wood under the holes show that the ship is old, maybe even as old as the world's first wooden sailing ship.

The bow of the big ship has a black ram like a dragon's head. It is a big killer at first glance. The ram is sharp and exudes a cold air. Beyond the ram, you can see half of the straight mast and the embroidered Booth hanging on it. Brand new sails for Barton's badge.

Dumbledore stepped forward, raised his wand, raised his hands, and within seconds a staircase of sand appeared, leading directly to the big ship overhead.

"Thank you, Albus," came Constance's voice again, "we'll be down right away."

Soon, several figures appeared on the stairs. The witch at the head was wearing a golden robe. On such a cloudy day, the golden light shone even more, like a blazing sun, making it difficult to see her face clearly. Behind them, two rows of girls appeared in azure blue robes, like dresses are better than robes. At the end of the line, a few boys fell behind sparsely. If it weren't for them, most people would probably think that Beauxbaton is a girls' school .

Constance, the principal of Beauxbatons, was the leading witch. After walking down the stairs, everyone could see her appearance clearly. Unlike her attitude towards Sigmund, Constance's appearance was extremely soft and beautiful, even somewhat The meaning of low eyebrows is pleasing to the eye, which seems to be due to proper maintenance. She looks much younger than Dumbledore and Sigmund, with long golden hair hanging behind her head. To be honest, the combination of blonde hair and golden robe is not good. Clothes, but her appearance is enough to support this weird match.

Compared with magic, her beauty is not so important. Every step she steps will be dyed golden like gold, shining in the sun, when Beauxbaton's students follow her Standing on the ground, the staircase has been dyed a magnificent gold, but Nelson did not see her use the wand, and this is not like transfiguration, more like alchemy.

"Sorry, Albus, I was afraid that my precious students would fall, so I reinforced it a little."

Constance walked up to Dumbledore and spoke, and then she turned around, the golden staircase turned into sand and disappeared in the wind, and the wind that carried the sand seemed to be shining, as if Really took away some of the gold.

"The Sorcerer's Stone is not for you to use like this." Sigmund snorted coldly and stabbed her, "Be careful that it is stolen by malicious people."

"Thank you for your reminder, Sigmund." The hoarse voice made Constance even thank you sound like a mockery, or maybe she was mocking Sigmund herself, "Why do you think I have the Philosopher's Stone? ? You only know about the Philosopher’s Stone as the way to turn sand into gold, right?”

"Okay, I think you don't want your students to see yourself arguing with the headmaster of another school," Dumbledore stood up to smooth things over, "Hogwarts has prepared a grand welcome banquet for you, let's enter first Let's go to the castle, if there is anything you can talk about later."

"I'm fine, and don't worry, I've set up silence spells around," Constance shrugged, and asked, "By the way, have you checked the Goblet of Fire? Is it still lit? Yes, you Do you know how to light it?"

"Yes, it's recorded in the classics," Dumbledore nodded, turned around, walked out of the range of Principal Constance's silencer spell, and said loudly, "Prefects, please lead the students from your colleges back to the auditorium, both of you Boys and girls representatives to lead Beauxbatons and Durmstrangs."

After all, he invited the two principals to go with him and head to the castle first.

"Who do you think is stronger if the three of them fight?" Tom suddenly appeared next to Nelson, and asked in a low voice, "Can Dumbledore defeat the two of them?"

"Ah?" Nelson turned his head, "Aren't you going to lead the team?"

"Don't you know the way yourself?" Tom shrugged. "And Professor Slughorn is walking ahead. They dare not make mistakes."

"Well," Nelson said, "Dumbledore should be the strongest."

His voice was a little louder, and was heard by the Durmstrang students on the side.

A guy with a hooked nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes stared at Nelson, making his heart tremble. Just when Nelson was about to say something to break the embarrassment, the Durmstrang student suddenly said, "Dumbledore may be the strongest, but we must be stronger than you."

Nelson raised his eyebrows. Didn't he know that he had already lost when he said "Dumbledore may be the strongest"? I don't know what kind of education they received in Durmstrang, but they can have such an idea and say it openly.

Can't bear to think about it, in order to prevent this sentence from expanding into a diplomatic incident, he hastily apologized.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect your headmaster," Nelson said sincerely, "But I'm still very sorry, my name is Nelson Williams, if you encounter anything at Hogwarts, you can ask me for help. "

But then, Nelson was even more shocked by the next sentence of the Durmstrang student, "Are you Wertling? I will defeat you."

Tom shook his head and pulled Nelson away with "don't talk to strange people" written in his eyes.

"Good guy," Tom raised his eyebrows and exclaimed after leaving the guy's sight, "are you already so famous? Durmstrang has your admirers."

"You call that an admirer?"

"Of course," said Tom, "if I wanted to beat anybody, I'd know him first."

"I suspect that someone is messing around," Nelson said with a smile. "Would he be very angry and disappointed if I didn't sign up directly? Weildening, I'm here...Wait who are you?"

He spoke in the colloquial German of the Durmstrang student, which made Tom laugh.

"If it was me, I might die of anger on the spot." Tom put his hands on Nelson's shoulders and said, covering his stomach.

"But why did he know me?" Nelson said with lingering fear. "It's terrible."

"Who knows?" Tom finally recovered, turned his head and glanced at Durmstrang's team again, and asked, "It doesn't mean that Nagini will come to Hoag as Durmstrang's team teacher Woz? Why didn't I see her."

"Maybe she stayed in the Black Tower? Or changed her face?" Nelson speculated, "After all, Dumbledore may know what she looks like. It is said that they met more than ten years ago."

"oh."

Soon, a group of people came to the castle, and the three principals gathered around an old wooden box, waiting for everyone.