Chapter 391

When Professor McGonagall’s eyes fell on Harry, Ron and Hermione, he finally nodded in satisfaction and said, “Weasley, Granger, and Potter look very energetic and can reflect us. The temperament of the college, everyone should learn more."

Hermione muttered to herself, "Can you not be energetic, but they deliberately used a magical picture book to choose a model for formal occasions."

Ron's chest stood tall after being praised. Don't say it, although he has some freckles on his face, the freckles have been faded after the magic picture book. A well-groomed red hair looks enthusiastic, a tall and sturdy figure, with strengthened eyebrows, it turns out to be somewhat handsome.

Listening to Professor McGonagall’s praise, Ron felt like eating frosted mints on a hot summer day. He was refreshed and refreshed. It was a desire for many years and the feeling of being discovered. “Someone finally noticed In fact, I can also eat on my face."

Harry also showed vigor, meticulous hair, lightning scars on his forehead, and black-rimmed glasses with deep eyes and calm temperament. The tall and sturdy figure, coupled with a firm face, makes people rise up, a feeling of trustworthiness.

"Okay, follow me." Professor McGonagall said contentedly, "Don't be crowded, first graders are in front, walk slowly, don't mess up your clothes..."

They followed the flow of people, down the steps, and stood in a neat line in front of the castle.

The sun has set, and the sunlight has been lost, and the air has begun to cool down. It is coldly inhaled into the lungs, making people excited.

Ron looked at his watch, then looked at the lane without any abnormalities, and asked curiously, "It's almost six o'clock, what way do you think they will come by? Train?"

"I guess not." Hermione searched for the common ways of wizards in her mind, judging the way that might match the current situation.

"It can't be a flying broomstick?" Harry looked at the sky, and the moon and stars began to dot the sky, shining brightly.

"It should be a large vehicle, after all, it came from a foreign country... It's too far..." Hermione said her guess.

"Or simply the door key, which is the most convenient." Ron guessed. "Or they can just use the Apparition, and they can get over immediately after class."

"Hogwarts can't use Apparition, I have said it several times." Hermione said grimly.

Ron didn't say anything, he looked at the teacher's line again, and said, "George is much more handsome than the other teachers. He stood there and raised the school's temperament."

"Isn't it? He stood by Dumbledore's side and took Dumbledore's limelight." Harry searched for the teacher's queue, and then he said in surprise, "Snape I even washed my hair, this is great news."

In a few years at school, he had seen Snape wash his hair, but it was only a handful.

"I guess it was forced by Dumbledore, or he simply applied the cleansing spell directly on Snape." Hermione's eyes rolled cleverly, speaking out the most likely guess.

"Well, it must be so." Ron nodded. He had never expected Snape's consciousness.

"It's so slow," Harry became impatient.

The moonlight began to sway the cold towards the earth, and the cold breeze began to invade the severe cold. At this time, everyone should stay in the warm lounge and eat snacks. But now, they are standing in the cold wind, waiting for foreign envoys, they have not even eaten dinner.

"They must have wanted to make a big news, they want to make a special appearance ceremony to scare us." Ron looked through everything, his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"I hope they don't make too much noise, and don't be beaten down by George and the others as enemies." His tone was full of malice.

Fortunately, his thoughts could not be seen. At this moment, Dumbledore, who was standing in the middle of the queue of teachers in the back row, shouted, "If I guessed correctly, the representative of Boothbarton has arrived."

"Where?" Everyone asked eagerly, eagerly looking around.

"In the sky." Dean Thomas shouted, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A behemoth was flying towards the castle from the end of the line of sight, and a larger and larger figure appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a dragon." A first-year freshman screamed excitedly, with incredible consternation on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's a flying house." Dennis Crevey corrected.

George used the Eagle Eye technique to see clearly what was flying in the distance. It was neither a dragon nor a house.

It was a huge pink-blue carriage. The carriage of the carriage was bigger than a house. Twelve winged sky-drawn carriages flew fast in the air.

The carriage passed through the forbidden forest and flew towards them by the light under the castle window.

The carriage approached and began to lower its height, and twelve elephant-sized silver-maned horses rushed towards this side at a fast speed.

The classmates standing in the front rows retreated quickly, and the neatly arranged formation at Hogwarts became crowded and chaotic, and George frowned when he saw it.

"These rude guys."

George didn’t have much liking for the Bussbarton delegation’s way of appearance. They made it clear that they were going to make big news. If Dumbledore were not standing by his side, he would find some for the Bussbarton delegation at the moment. trouble.

"But it's not impossible now." From the corner of his eye, he saw Dumbledore staring at Boothbarton's car intently~lightnovelpub.net~George's lowered left hand, his finger lightly tapped his own. On his thighs, he opened his mouth slightly, as if taking a breathless breath, and then tapped the ground with his toes, like a small gesture that was tired of waiting.

Then, in front of the team, there was a loud noise and a panic shout.

This scene scared the students in the front line and scattered, and the situation of Boothbarton was fully revealed in front of the teachers.

Busbarton's pink-blue giant carriage has landed on the ground safely, and the elephant-like pegasus are also ticking on the ground with horseshoes. The hoofs of those Tianma are bigger than the plate, and they are shoveling the ground vigorously, supporting themselves not to slip.

It turned out that there was a huge Pegasus that didn't seem to stand firm when it landed on the ground. At this time, it slammed its front hooves and fell half-kneeling on the ground. At this time, it was stepping **** its front hooves to support itself.

"Fortunately, nothing happened." Professor McGonagall said gratefully. "They should slow down early. It is too dangerous to stop the carriage urgently."

(To be continued.)