After negotiating with Madame Maxime for a while, Dumbledore let Madame Maxime and the other students of Beauxbatons into Hogwarts Castle, and let them warm up first.

The other students at Hogwarts, who were the host, had to stand outside and wait for Durmstrang's students to come.

The greeting from Nick Lemay and the roar from Hermione just now made Tiera the focus—

After Nick Lemay's crystal ball, wig, white dress, and metal brace reassembled his body and left, there was a murmur of voices centered on Tiera in the Gryffindor formation.

"You actually know Nick Lemay!"

"Who is Nick Lemay?"

"Idiot, Nick Lemay is the greatest alchemist in the world! Now he is more than six hundred years old and has refined the Stone of the Sage!"

"What? So awesome? Tiera, you actually know Nick Lemay?"

"Nickelmay! You actually know Nickelmay?"

"Why didn't you tell us you knew Nick Lemay?"

"When did you meet Nick Lemay?"

...

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall called "Quiet" three times in a row that the whispers in the Gryffindor phalanx gradually disappeared.

They stood there and waited for another group, until they were shivering a little from the cold, and then--

"Did you hear anything?" Ron asked suddenly.

A loud, odd sound floated toward them from the darkness: a suppressed rumbling and sucking, like a giant vacuum moving along the riverbed...

"In the lake!" Li Jordan shouted, pointing to the lake, "Look at that lake!"

They stood on the **** of the lawn overlooking the field, with a clear view of the calm black water—

But the water suddenly became no longer calm. There was a commotion in the water in the middle of the lake, huge splashes rose on the water, the waves crashed on the wet shore, and then—

Right in the middle of the lake, a big whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug was suddenly pulled out from the bottom of the lake...

A black, long rod-like thing slowly rose from the whirlpool...

"It's a mast!" said Harry.

Slowly, with great grandeur, the great ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight.

It looked eerily, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a wreck that had just been salvaged, and the portholes flickered with a dim, misty gleam that looked like ghostly eyes.

Finally, with a rumble of splashing water, the big boat came out completely, tossed over the undulating water, and began to head towards the shore of the lake.

Moments later, they heard a thud, an iron anchor dropped into the shallow water, and then another thud, a plank on the shore.

The people on the boat were coming ashore, and Harry and the others could see the silhouettes of people passing by the porthole lights.

Tiera noticed that most of them were similar to Crabbe and Goyle——

But when they got closer, walking down the lawn into the light cast by the foyer, Tiera realized that they were bulky because they were wearing a kind of fur cloak with tangled and tangled fur.

But the man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silvery white, soft and smooth, much like his hair.

"Dumbledore!" the leading man shouted enthusiastically as he walked up the slope. "How are you, my dear old man?"

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

Karloff's voice was mellow and sweet.

When he stepped into the light from the castle's main entrance, they saw him as tall and thin as Dumbledore, but his white hair was short and his goatee was curled at the end.

"Dear old man, Hogwarts." He looked up at the castle, smiled, and came up to shake Dumbledore's hand.

His teeth are very yellow, and although there is a smile on his face, there is no smile in his eyes, he is still cold and sharp, "It's good to be here, it's good... Viktor, come here and warm up. ...you don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a bit of a cold..."

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to come forward.

As the boy walked by, Ron began to tremble with excitement, as if he was desperately holding back his screams—

"I can't believe it!" said Ron in a tone of shock. "It's Krum, Harry! Victor Krum!"

At this time, Durmstrang's other students and faculty were also lined up, one by one getting off the big boat.

Standing in front of all the students was an old woman with a straight waist. Her silver-white hair was meticulously coiled on her head. Her skin was like dry tree bark, but her head was slightly raised. A proud and unyielding look looked at the people at Hogwarts—

Especially when she saw Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, she snorted softly, and then quickly looked away.

And Dumbledore—

Tiera noticed that when the old woman appeared, Dumbledore froze visibly, and an embarrassed look flashed across his face, but he still put on a smile and stepped forward and said—

"Miss Rosie," Dumbledore said with a smirk, "I didn't expect you at all."

"Neither do I." Mrs. Rosie lowered her nostrils a little, nodded at Dumbledore, and then went directly over Victor Krum, Karkaroff and Dumbledore went into the castle walked in.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

When Mrs. Rosie passed by Professor McGonagall, the two hummed disdainfully at the same time, and then turned their heads, seemingly no longer looking at each other.

Following Mrs. Rosie, two young and beautiful witches——

Like Mrs. Rosier, they are all dressed quite lightly.

Two little witches—

About sixteen or seventeen years old, they all have white hair, but the shorter one has dark blue eyes. Although he is well-dressed, he looks a little timid, and his fingers have been curling his hair all the time. tip.

And another-

Ze Zhang was very tall, almost flush with Victor Krum, raised his head arrogantly, and his bright silver hair was neatly braided like Mrs. Rosier~lightnovelpub.net~ On the top of his head is a gorgeous crescent like a crescent moon, and he is wearing a light blue halter dress. He is holding a large red-bound book in his left hand and a weird metal scepter in his right hand.

Tiera and Dumbledore's eyes were attracted by this witch dressed like a princess at the same time.

Dumbledore looked at the witch a little suspiciously, and Tiera's gaze——

She was attracted by the big red book in her hand—

That book Tiera has an impression, that book Tiera has read!

Or, Tiera had seen a copy of that book——

The Book of the Red Priest

During the summer vacation of Tierra's second year, it was from this book that she learned about the ritual of the "martyrs", and now a copy of this book is still in Tiera's library.

I didn't expect to see the real thing here.

Presumably this game will be more interesting than the original——