Chapitre 546: v2 Chapter 545： Demstrom
Gabri seems to want to come over and call Ai Wen a summoning and say two sentences.
However, her little hand was held tightly by Furong, and she couldn't pull it out. She could only use her other hand to wave to Ai Wen.
It was not until Ivan waved her hand that she was satisfied with it.
Immediately, all the students of Hogwarts were staring at themselves, and her face suddenly became red.
The girl is obviously embarrassed. She was too excited after seeing Avon, forgetting that there are so many people here.
undefined"Who is the French girl who waved to Avon?"
"I don't know, but she looks pretty, isn't it?!"
Many boys are staring at Gabriel and seem to be attracted to her at once.
Fortunately, Gabri is still young, and the magic of the body is not strong.
Everyone just feels that this little girl looks very beautiful and lovely, has an inexplicable intimacy, and is not fascinated.
Immediately, more people noticed the other Booth Barton students, especially the boys who looked at Ai Wen's expression one by one.
The disgusting disgust on their faces seems to have great hatred.
The little wizards whispered about it. Although no one knew what Avon had done in Booth Barton at the end of last semester, it was not surprising that everyone suddenly became a focus of attention.
They have been used to it for the past two years. It seems that if it is not the case, it is not normal.
As for Ai Wen, he has no time to think about what other people think.
The group of Busstable students who were not good at themselves, he did not even look into the eyes.
He and Gabri made a greeting, just put his hand down, Hermione suddenly snapped into his ear.
"Who is she?" she asked in a low voice.
"Gabri Dracul!"
Hermione nodded. She knew that Avon had such a friend, and sent several letters every week.
They also discussed at the time, the difference between the French owl and the British.
Ai Wen waited for a while, Hermione did not continue to speak, and did not know what to think.
He looked back at Hermione with amazement and thought she would continue to ask.
Hermione is now like a kitten, very quiet, but with a glimpse of pride in her proud eyes.
Ai Wen turned his head and secretly fortunately, it was the Gabriel gimmick. If Elaine was here, things would be worse.
The brief turmoil in front of the castle was not mentioned, and the conversation in the foyer, Dumbledore and Mrs. Maxim continued.
"The last time I came to Hogwarts, it was more than forty years ago. It looks so beautiful!"
"The gates of Hogwarts are always open, and you and your students can come whenever you want," said Dumbledore with a smile.
"Yeah, in the past, the magic schools often exchanged exchanges with each other. This is a good tradition. I hope we can recover." Mrs. Maxim continued, "You know, since the two people After the emergence, the overall level of the European magic world can be reduced, there are many areas."
"This time the top three competitions are a good start." Dumbledore said with some pointers.
"Yes, is Kakalov coming?" Mrs. Maxim nodded.
"He will come at any time," said Dumbledore. "Are you willing to meet him here, or will you be willing to go warm and warm?"
"It's still warm," said Mrs. Maxim. "But those horses."
"Don't worry, our teachers who protect magical creatures will be happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore. "He came back after he had finished a small mess. It was his, well, something else he was going to take care of." "
Obviously, the chaos is the growing snails.
They are now trying to run out of the box, and Hagrid has to catch the runaway snails.
"My horse needs a lot of people to take good care of it." Mrs. Maxim said with no confidence that it seems doubtful that Hogwarts's teacher of magical creatures can do the job. "You know, they are very temperament." strong"
"I assure you that Hagrid is fully capable of doing the job," Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Very good!" said Mrs. Maxim, bowing slightly. "And, can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink pure malt whisky?"
"I will take care of it." Dumbledore said that he also bowed.
"Come on." Mrs. Maxim said to her students majestically.
The students of Hogwarts turned back and the crowd opened a passage to let her and her students take the stone steps.
After all the people in Booth Barton went in, the topic shifted to Demstrom.
"How big do you think Demstrom's horse will be?" Seymour Finnigan leaned over and said.
"I don't know, but if they are bigger than these horses, I am afraid that even Hagrid can't make it." Harry said, "I mean, if he is not bitten by his fried tail snails. I don't know if they are out." What mess?"
"Probably escaping," Ron said hopefully.
"Don't say that," Hermione said immediately. "Think about it, those guys crawl around the field."
"Do not worry, Hagrid will handle it well, and Demstrom does not necessarily have a **** horse." Ai Wen said.
He whispered to the surrounding people to explain the origins, the rareness of the gods, and the cost of raising them.
The little wizards were amazed again, and they always thought that these horses were the legendary Pegasus.
Everyone stood there waiting for the arrival of the Demstrand delegation.
Time has passed for more than twenty minutes, and everyone has shivered slightly.
Most people looked up at the sky with their eyes open. For a time, there was silence. Because the time was too long, the temperature was too cold. Everyone didn't even have the interest to talk. I only heard Mrs. Maxim's giant horse snorting and hoofing. the sound of.
Suddenly, Colin asked, "Have you heard anything?"
Followed by, Ai Wen also heard, a very loud and strange sound floating from the darkness: it was a suppressed rumble and sucking sound, like a huge vacuum cleaner moving along the riverbed
"In the lake!" Li Jordan yelled and pointed at the lake. "Look at the lake!"
They stood on the **** of the lawn overlooking the ground and could clearly see the calm, dark water.
The water suddenly became no longer calm, the water in the middle of the lake was turbulent, the huge water was turned up on the water, the waves rushed to the wet lake shore, and then, in the middle of the lake, there was a big whirlpool. It seems like a huge plug suddenly pulled out from the bottom of the lake.
A black long pole-like thing rises slowly from the whirlpool, followed by a sail rigging (to be continued.)
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