On the morning of October 30, when students came to the hall for breakfast, they found that the hall was decorated overnight,

There are huge silk long pieces hanging on the wall, each representing a college in Hogwarts:

Glenfindo, with a red background and a golden lion.

Ravenclaw is on the blue bottom with a bronze eagle.

The one with a black badger with a yellow base is Hufflepuff.

Slytherin is on the green background with a silver python.

Behind the professor's seat was the largest long piece, with Hogwarts's heraldic emblem: lion, eagle, badger, and snake surrounded by a huge letter H.

"We asked Professor McGonagall to know what methods the school intends to prevent people under seventeen from participating," Fred whispered.

"She scolded us and asked us to be calm," George said. "We have prepared age enhancers to deal with magic checks, as long as they don't really check our age..."

Although Lawrence was not optimistic about their plans, he also agreed that it would be better to try it than not, after all, they were only a few months away from being seventeen.

On that day, the air was filled with a feeling of joy and joy. No one was paying attention to the class. Everyone thought that Boothbaton and Demstrong were coming tonight.

After the ringtone rang, the students hurried back to their respective colleges, put down their schoolbags and textbooks as instructed, sorted out their appearances, put on their cloaks, and came to the hall. The deans of the college directed the students to line up and took them all out of the castle gate.

They walked down the steps ahead and stood in front of the castle. It was a cold night. There were no clouds in the sky. Night fell, and a pale translucent moon hung over the forest.

Lawrence and the twins stood in the sixth row, and the first-year freshmen looked around in the front row, looking very excited. In fact, not only the first-year freshmen, but also Harry, Ron and Hermione in the fourth row were also whispering. Many people were also talking about how those two schools would come to Hogwarts.

"Ahh, I'm not wrong, Busbaton's representative is here!" Dumbledore's voice sounded from behind.

A black shadow appeared from the deep blue night sky, and it quickly turned into a giant. When it passed over the forbidden forest and passed through the lights from the castle window, everyone saw clearly that it was a huge pink-blue carriage, as big as a small house, and was pulled by twelve winged horses to fly in the air.

The carriage landed and made a shocking sound. The students in the first three rows quickly retreated. They were afraid that they would be stomped by pegasus as big as a small elephant. The golden pegasus turned their heads and looked around with their fiery red eyes.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage. He bent down and groped on the floor of the carriage, and then opened a golden spiral ladder. He jumped back respectfully. Mrs. Maxim walked out of the carriage, and everyone was startled by her moan.

Dumblido began to applaud, and the students clapped their hands. Many people stood on tiptoe, trying to see Madame Maxim more clearly. Madame Maxim smiled gracefully and stretched out a hand to Dumblido.

"Dear Mrs. Maxim," Dunbulido said after kissing her hand, "Welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbrella," said Mrs. Maxim, "I hope everything is well."

"Very good, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"My student," said Mrs. Maxim, her huge hand waved casually behind her,

At this time, about twelve, three male and female students had already got off the carriage and were standing behind Mrs. Maxim. From their appearance, they were about seventeen years old, and they were all trembling slightly, because the robes on their bodies seemed to be made of delicate silk, and no one was wearing cloaks. Several students wrapped their heads with scarves or turbans. One of them was wearing a turban, looking at the crowd for something, and the others looked up at Hogwarts with a look of alertness on their faces.

"Is Kakarov here?" asked Mrs. Maxim.

"He will come at any time," said Dumbledore. "Are you willing to greet him here or are you willing to go in and warm up first?"

"Let's warm up." said Mrs. Maxim, "but those horses-"

"Our teachers who protect magical creatures will be happy to take care of them," Dumbledore said. "He came back after a little mess. It was his - well - something else he was going to take care of."

"My horse needs—well—strong people to take good care of,” said Mrs. Maxim, who seemed to doubt whether Hogwarts's teachers who protect magical creatures could do the job. "They are very strong..."

"I promise you that Hagrid can do this job well," Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Very good," said Mrs. Maxim, who bowed slightly, "Can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink pure malt whiskey?"

"I will tell him," Dumbledore said, and he bowed.

"Come on." Mrs. Maxim said majestic to her students,

"Madam, I want to stay here." It was the voice of a girl, one of the people wrapped in a headscarf,

"It's up to you." Madam Maxim smiled, and she led the other students to the castle, and the Hogwarts crowd made a way to get her and her students up the stone steps,

"Can you change a seat?" Furong. Dragul said to Fred and George, who were standing outside the team, that she had taken off the turban and showed her amazing beauty, her shiny blonde hair and dark blue eyes, which made everyone who was paying attention to the situation here take a breath. Hermione in the front row made a very loud "tsk tsk" sound, which made many stunned people come to their senses.

"Of course, of course." Fred smirked. He and George joined forces to exchange seats with Lawrence beside him and pushed him to the outside of the team. Furrong naturally stood next to Lawrence, which was the outside of the team. Fred let out a slight cough and pushed Lawrence with his elbow.

"Uh, welcome to Hogwarts." Lawrence said, and Fred coughed,

"Hello, long time no see you," Furong said with a smile.

"Uh, long time no see." Lawrence said, and Fred coughed again.

"Have you sent out the double-sided mirror?" Furong asked,

"Uh, no," Lawrence replied, Fred coughing again, this time louder, "Is it okay on the road?"

"The carriage is quite comfortable," said Furong. "Is the weather so cold in the UK?"

"It's all like this now, and it will be better after winter." Lawrence replied. This time it was not only Fred, but George also started coughing.

"I should have come out with my cloak," Furong said. "It's in the car."

"It will be warmer in the castle-" Lawrence said, Fred's cough was very loud, as if he was about to cough up bleeding. Lawrence finally realized,

"It might be better?" Lawrence waved his wand, and golden dots of light gathered.

"So beautiful," Furong said, "What kind of spell is this."

"I was beaten by a few guys on my birthday," Lawrence replied. Fred finally stopped coughing. "I invented this warm spell--Dermstrong seems to be here?"

A very strange sound rang out to them from the darkness, a suppressed rumble and breathing sound,

"In the lake!" Li. Jordan shouted, "Look at that lake--"

On the lawn slope where they stood, they could clearly see the originally calm water of the Black Lake. The water in the middle of the lake was turbulent, and huge waves were swelling on the surface of the water, impacting the lake shore. In the center of the black lake, a huge whirlpole appeared, just like a plug at the bottom of the lake was pulled out, and a long black pole rose from the whirlpole.

A magnificent ship rose from the water, shining brightly in the moonlight, and the portholes were shining with dim and blurry light, like the eyes of ghosts. Finally, the ship completely emerged with the sound of water. It sailed towards the shore of the lake on the undulating water. After a moment, with a pounce, an iron anchor was thrown into the water, and a wooden board was "pop" on the lake shore.

The students of Demstrong were wearing a black fur cape with a scattered fur on it, which made them look big, but the man who led them to the castle had another type of fur on his body, silvery white, and looked soft and smooth, much like his hair,

"Dumbledore!" the man shouted enthusiastically as he walked up the slope, "My dear old man, how are you?"

"Great, thank you, Professor Kakarov." Dumbledore replied,

Kakarov's voice was round and sweet. He was as tall and thin as Dumbledore, but his gray hair was short and his goatee did not completely cover his thin chin. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook hands with Dumbledore,

"Hogwarts, my dear old guy," he looked up at the castle, smiling, revealing his yellow teeth, and despite his smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, some of which were just cold and sharp. "It's great to be here-Wickdor, come here quickly and warm up, don't you mind, Dumbledore? Wickdor has a cold."

Kakarov signaled a student to come forward, and as the boy walked by, many people were whispering, twins and Lee. Jordan made an interesting voice, and everyone recognized him. He was the most famous figure this summer, the Bulgarian Quidditch team's goalkeeper-

"That's Wickdor Krum!"

Kakarov seemed very proud of the riots of the crowd. He led Wickor to the castle first, and the Bulgarian students followed silently, and they seemed to be accustomed to this.

"Let's go, everyone." Dumbledore greeted his students happily, and all the students began to move towards the castle,

"I want to hold a banquet--"

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Author's words: Hungry, go out for dinner

By the way, someone asked this question before, but I didn't seem to answer it. In fact, I wrote the error of transliteration between Gryffindor and Gryffindor in volume 3. I found out that because it involves too much, there are too many places to change, and I want to have a difference in transliteration, so I didn't change it.
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