The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 266 Welcome
Potions class ended half an hour early this afternoon.Ignoring Snape's ugly face, everyone hurried back to the dormitory to put down their schoolbags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and rushed down the stairs to the foyer to line up under the direction of the head of the house.

What is the Triwizard Tournament?It is a game of friendship.It takes friendship as the premise and competition as the stage.Show the beauty of the ability, will, skill and wisdom of the participating wizards.In this game, every participant is a champion.Have the courage to challenge the limits of oneself, surpass oneself, and realize the value of oneself.At the same time, it also provides a platform for all wizards to communicate and work hard for the peace and prosperity of the wizarding world.

All of the above are official articles from the Daily Prophet.There is only one real purpose of the competition, and that is for the contestants to defeat other opponents and win honor for their school.In short, the victory is the first, as for the friendship - huh, huh.At least Ryan feels that cheating has become a traditional game friendship is incidental at best.

After counting the number of people and asking the students to tidy up their appearances, Professor McGonagall asked everyone to line up to the open space in front of the castle.At the end of October, the Scottish Highlands are already quite cool. Fortunately, the curiosity of the guests made everyone temporarily ignore the slightly cold weather.

When it was getting dark, Dumbledore who was standing in the back row shouted—"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbaton's representative has arrived!"

Lane soon saw a huge creature flying towards the castle from above the Forbidden Forest, and as Mr. Weasley said at the camp before the Quidditch World Cup final: "It's always like this-whenever we get together, we can't bear it." I can't stop showing off..."

Not only wizards are like this personally, even magic schools are like this.Just like ordinary people who haven't seen each other for a long time will compare how they are doing, wizard schools are not exempt.Different from the implicitness of the Eastern style, each school participating in the Triwizard Tournament directly took out all the things that could be shown off, in order to show off its school's heritage to other schools.For example, the alchemy banners Ryan saw in the hall were part of it.

Naturally, Beauxbatons couldn't be exempt, because Beauxbatons in the sky had already put on their pomp: an absolutely luxurious carriage.

This huge gigantic powder-blue carriage was the size of a house, and it flew through the air drawn by twelve winged horses, all silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.

From the perspective of the Ryan alchemist, the carriage compartment is actually a whole alchemy product, with its own flying and space compression functions.When he switched his vision to the vision of the magic version of Hawkeye, he could see a lot of magical aura shining on the carriage.This shows that this carriage probably has powerful magic attack and defense capabilities in invisible places.Most importantly, the magical aura on the side of the coach carriage forms the letters NF, which is the initials of Nicolas Flamel.

But think about it, there is a close relationship between Beauxbatons and the great alchemist Nicolas Flamel.Then it is normal for this alchemist to make a carriage for the school.

However, compared with the carriage, it is the horse that pulls the carriage that can really reflect Beauxbaton's background.Not to mention how Beauxbatons managed to find a dozen of these extremely rare silver-maned horses. Just think about the size of an elephant and only drink pure malt whiskey to know how expensive it is to raise these guys.And unlike the one-time investment in carriages, these horses always cost money.

Ryan looked at these things and felt as if he had eaten a lemon. After all, even though he had already opened the way to several worlds, the resources on hand still couldn't afford this set of things.Of course, Ryan also knows that this is a school with hundreds of years of background, which is completely different from an upstart like him——

The carriage flew lower and lower, and finally the horse's hoof, the size of a dish, was firmly pressed to the ground with a loud noise, causing a commotion—at this moment, a small boy jumped off the carriage nimbly , pressed his fingers on the floor of the carriage, and as a golden ladder was transformed, the little guy jumped back and saluted respectfully.

After the door opened, a huge woman stepped out of the carriage. Ryan immediately recalled that this was the half-giant Madame Maxime, although she absolutely refused to admit it.

Of course Ryan can understand.After all, even in a place like France that is more tolerant of wizards with mixed blood of other creatures, having evil and stupid giant blood is still not acceptable to the public.

After exchanging pleasantries, Mrs. Maxime and her students were invited into the school hall to warm up. Only a group of landowners from Hogwarts were left to wait for Demuth with the cold night wind. The arrival of the Trump delegation.

Fortunately, the waiting time was not long, and the sound of the water tank when flushing the toilet was heard.A magnificent ship, much like the fabled ghost ship, rises from the bottom of the water and sails towards shore.

This ship was an ordinary magic ship, and the magic aura on it couldn't be compared with Beauxbaton's carriage.But think of Beauxbaton's only one carriage, and there is an alpine lake behind Durmstrang School, where many dark, ghostly ships are docked.Comparing this way, we can see that everyone is similar.

Soon Durmstrang's sailboat docked, and the silhouette brought by the lights of the portholes began to move. Accompanied by the soft creaking of wooden boards, a group of wizards came down from the ship in an orderly line—now It was the end of October, and Durmstrang's fur coat seemed too thick despite the cold weather.But these furs also make the wearer appear tall and powerful.

Watching the former Death Eater Karkaroff greet Principal Dumbledore with an exaggerated enthusiasm, Ryan felt a little uncomfortable.I really don't know what Voldemort saw in him back then and made him his subordinate.

Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore is a centenarian. He has been used to this all his life. While shaking hands with the silver-haired man, he responded, "Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff."

Karkaroff looked at Hogwarts while shaking hands: "Dear old fellow Hogwarts," he looked up at the castle and said with a smile, "It's so good to be here, so good to be here - Wick Come here and warm yourself, Dole! You don't mind, Dumbledore? It's so cold—"

Although these words sound very warm, there is no smile in his eyes, they are still indifferent and sharp.This sense of dislocation made everyone who saw this scene feel uncomfortable.

However, with the appearance of Krum, the students of Hogwarts were excited.Even on the way to the auditorium with the students of Durmstrang, many students hoped that Krum could sign for them, especially Ryan heard a girl who wanted Krum to sign her hat with lipstick.

Ryan could only shake his head at these fanatical groupies, and Hermione also thought it was ridiculous.

Finally, Ryan sat safely at the long table in Gryffindor, and he was ready to have a good meal.After all, after being blown in the cold night wind for more than an hour, he felt cold and hungry, and urgently needed to replenish his calories.

(End of this chapter)