Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

After dinner, Madame Maxime talked about tomorrow's arrangements.

Because they have to stay in Beauxbatons for nearly a month, the contestants must not miss out on their studies. They need to take classes with Beauxbatons' little wizards.

Only then did Wayne know that Cassandra was only in fourth grade this year.

He can represent the school in competitions in the fourth grade... He glanced at Ravzi secretly.

Isn't this old boy going to help me through the back door?

Ravzi didn't notice Wayne's little movement, but Cassandra, who had been observing him, noticed it.

"I didn't rely on my father to get here."

Kassandra explained anxiously: "My herbal medicine scores and potion scores have always been the first in the school, even the senior students can't compare!"

"Why are you so excited?" Wayne looked at her in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

"Your eyes betray you." Cassandra snorted: "I will work hard to get the first place in this competition."

"Well, keep going." Wayne nodded indifferently, and his perfunctory attitude annoyed Cassandra for a while.

Everyone left the side hall, Wayne fell at the very back and found Madame Maxime alone.

"Madam, I would like to ask, do I have to take courses of this grade?"

"What do you think?" Maxim asked.

Wayne smiled shyly: "I am quite interested in the alchemy courses at Beauxbatons, but they are only available for third graders and above."

After pondering for a few seconds, Maxim suddenly thought of an idea: "How about this? How about you take classes with Fleur from now on?"

"That would be great, thank you ma'am." Wayne nodded lightly.

"Nothing." Maxim smiled. In fact, she felt that there was no need for Wayne to go to class.

He can publish papers in Today's Transfiguration and Extraordinary Apothecaries Association, and can also cause natural disasters with his wave of hands. How can any student be so perverted?

Maxim would have no objection to which grade he wanted to go to.

Students from various magic schools returned to the dormitories that had been arranged in advance. Since there were not many people, everyone was assigned a small single room.

After the professors warned the students in their respective schools not to run around at night, they found Mrs. Maxim again.

"Olim, how are you preparing for that matter?"

After entering the door, Rafzi couldn't wait to ask.

"There is a lot of resistance." Maxim sighed: "Many people think that the Triwizard Tournament is a competition for Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang, and it is necessary to maintain this fine tradition.

"Is that so?" Ravzi was a little disappointed, and then looked at Snape: "Professor Snape, what is the attitude of Principal Dumbledore?"

"He expressed his support." Snape said calmly: "But Dumbledore has never liked to participate in these things, and McGonagall is the one who joins the competition committee."

"Can you help persuade others?" Rafzi asked expectantly: "If Dumbledore is willing to stand up, the probability of success will be much greater."

"Yes, Mr. Snape, please convey our strong wishes to Dumbledore."

Wagado and Costolis's professor also spoke one after another. Their English was not very standard, which made Snape frown.

"I will. As for what Dumbledore will do, that's beyond my control."

Several professors nodded to express their understanding.

Whether it's Ilvermorny, or Vagado, Kosdoris, or even the magic house that hasn't arrived yet, they all have a common desire now, which is to participate in the Triwizard Tournament that is being prepared, and compete with students from other schools. comminicate.

Among them, Ilvermorny and the Institute of Magic are the most urgent. These two colleges were established the latest and the school's foundation is weak.

Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Voldemort, wizards who stirred up troubles one after another, all came from the three major magic schools.

The center of the magical world has always been in Europe.

Rather than communicating, it is more about stealing from others. They want to learn some excellent concepts and methods and integrate them into their own schools.

But at present, it seems that it is quite difficult to get involved.

The reason why the Triwizard Tournament was stopped was that the casualty rate was too high. Now through Maxim's efforts, there is a plan to restart it, but every step will be very cautious.

Expanding so many schools at once will definitely bring a lot of trouble and preparation work.

That's why it's so difficult.

However, Maxim is willing to encourage other schools to join, so that Beauxbatons' influence can be spread to other continents.

After talking about this most important matter, several professors discussed the process of the competition.

Finally, I didn't leave the principal's office until late at night.

The next day.

There was a knock on the door of Wayne's room very early. The boy who was brushing his teeth ran over to open the door and saw Fleur standing at the door with a beautiful smile.

"Let's go, I'll take you to visit the campus. It was too late yesterday, and there were still professors here, so we didn't have time to go to a lot of fun things.

"Wait for me a moment." Wayne gestured and ran in to quickly wash up and change clothes.

When the two walked out of the castle, the sky turned slightly white, and they didn't see a single student.

Wayne said to Fleur with a scared look on his face: "Last night I was really afraid that there was no bathroom in the room, and if I couldn't find it outside, I would have to go into the woods.

Fleur understood the ridicule in the words, laughed hard and pinched Wayne's arm:

"You are so bad, this is not the Palace of Versailles!"

As the favorite palace of Louis XIV, the Sun King, and known as one of the five largest palaces in the world, it goes without saying that the Palace of Versailles is artistic and luxurious.

But the only criticism is that there are almost no toilets in the Palace of Versailles, and only a few built-in chairs for the use of dignitaries.

As for the guards, servants, and even some small officials, they can only find places to release them.

In fact, not only the Palace of Versailles, but also France at that time was filled with stench, which made ambassadors from other countries faint when they came to the meeting.

Wayne was obviously being sarcastic about this.

The two of them walked towards the garden at the back. The biggest feature of Beauxbatons is that there are many fountains and many small gardens.

In one morning, they only watched a small part of the scene before going back to the auditorium to eat.

By this time, there were already more students. There were no branches in Beauxbatons, and everyone wore the same uniform. They were not all girls as shown in movies and TV shows, but there were more girls than boys.

When the two came in, most people looked over.

The shock and jealousy of the boys were the most obvious. They stared at Wayne, looking at the hands he and Fleur held together, their eyes turning into knives.

The girls were much more intriguing, and Wayne found that many girls were not very friendly towards Fleur.

"Leave them alone." Fleur snorted, ignored everyone, took Wayne to sit on the empty seat, and while summoning breakfast for him, explained:

"I don't really like making friends. It's normal for some people to dislike me."

"I understand, women are very jealous." Wayne nodded without saying any words of comfort.

He could tell that Furong wasn't pretending to be strong, but really didn't care.

While the two were eating, Cassandra and two other students from Ilvermorny also arrived. She stood at the door and looked around. When she saw Wayne, she walked straight over.

Fleur frowned, instinctively thinking that Cassandra was looking for trouble.

The number of words in this chapter is a little short, mainly because of the lack of text, I'm sorry.

I'm going to sort out my thoughts now and perfect the subsequent details. .