Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 268: Durmstrang X Beauxbatons X Hogwarts

Viktor was as excited seeing Dudley as a fan boy seeing an idol.

As long as you like the wizard card, no one does not worship Dudley.

"I saw your game too, Viktor, it was really exciting. It was only a little bit away from the championship, but I think the championship should belong to the Bulgarian team."

Dudley praised Viktor without hesitation: "You are the best Seeker."

In fact, Dudley didn't have any interest in the Quidditch match at all, and he was forced to go there that time.

But this outsider doesn't know.

The other Durmstrang students were very happy after hearing Dudley's praise, and all of them proudly puffed out their chests, as if they were praising them.

For a while, the atmosphere of the two schools was very harmonious and friendly.

"Cough cough."

Karkaroff coughed twice with some dissatisfaction breaking the atmosphere.

He is not interested in the competitive game of wizard cards, or he doesn't know what wizard cards are at all.

Naturally, he didn't know what his students were excited about.

His eyes fell on Dudley, stayed there for less than three seconds, and then looked away.

Just a mediocre little wizard.

Karkaroff thought disdainfully.

His eyes lingered on Harry for a while.

After all, it is the star of the entire wizarding world, the savior Harry Potter.

In fact, his going to Durmstrang as headmaster also has something to do with Harry.

"Professor Karkaroff, I think we should go to the castle to continue chatting. Ms. Maxim of Beauxbaton has been waiting inside for a long time."

Dumbledore said with a smile on his face.

Karkaroff didn't say any more. The Durmstrang delegation followed Dumbledore and his party into Hogwarts Castle. They behaved very calmly, completely different from the young wizards entering Hogwarts for the first time.

As one of the three major magic schools in Europe, Durmstrang is not much worse than Hogwarts in the strict sense. Hogwarts has a vast forbidden forest with countless magical animals and plants. Durmstrang Strong has a lake in the mountains that is wider than Black Lake, and there are countless ghostly ships docked in it. The aquatic plants and animals at the bottom of the lake are not inferior to the Forbidden Forest at all.

It is also a castle, Hogwarts is majestic and impregnable, and is the safest place in the wizarding world, while Durmstrang belongs to the city of Winter, mysterious and unpredictable, and no one knows the exact location.

There are advantages and disadvantages between the two.

As for the castle of Beauxbaton's school, it is not so old. It was funded hundreds of years ago by the alchemist Nicole Flamel and his wife Perenal Flamel when they visited in their youth. In an even older time period, Beauxbatons existed in the form of a manor rather than a castle. There were no such places as the Forbidden Forest or the Lake in the Mountain, but Shengzai was like spring all year round, with pleasant scenery, and a huge Restoration and beautification features of the Magic Fountain.

"My God, it's Victor!"

Accompanying the people from Durmstrom into the auditorium, many young wizards who liked Quidditch started talking after seeing Victor.

"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill with me."

"Do you think he will sign my clothes with lipstick?"

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The treatment of star players is naturally different.

The students of the Beauxbatons delegation had chosen their seats at the Ravenclaw table early. The students of the Durmstrang delegation gathered at the door, not knowing where to choose, Gryffindor or Slytherin

As for Hufflepuff, well, neither delegation took that into account.

In the end, they chose Slytherin. After all, in their impression, Slytherin, like their school, has a certain research on black magic.

It's a pity that although the long tables at Hogwarts are still arranged according to the four major colleges, in fact, the young wizards of the four colleges often hang around the table, and the fixed college seats are already old calendars.

So Ron sat next to Victor, but unfortunately Victor wanted to chat with Draco and the others.

After a few simple chats, Dumbledore announced the official start of the banquet, and plates of delicacies appeared on the table.

In addition to those usual dishes, there are one or two more special dishes.

For example, right in front of Ron is a dish that looks like a hodgepodge of seafood.

“French bouillabaisse, tastes good.”

As Hermione spoke, she served some for herself and spooned a bowl for Dudley, who also had such a dish in front of her and Dudley.

Ron also tried to taste a little, then silently put down the spoon.

This dish doesn't suit his stomach at all.

Victor's taste is quite delicious. Although he is not French, he seems to like this taste very much.

In order to get closer to the idol, Ron bit the bullet and tried a second bite.

Silently put down the spoon again, the instinctive resistance from his body made him really unable to swallow.

Go fucking idol.

Ron resolutely gave up on this dish and began to munch on the chicken legs with both hands.

Ravenclaw

Among Beauxbaton's students, there was a witch who was the most eye-catching. She had a pair of big azure blue eyes, a mouthful of clean white teeth, and long silver hair that fell down to her waist like a waterfall.

Those eyes and smiles touched the hearts of many little wizards around.

Even the little wizards at the Hufflepuff table next door were affected.

"Good taste, as good as the cook at Beauxbatons."

The witch took a shallow sip of the bouillabaisse and said with satisfaction: "I never thought that there are people in places like Hogwarts who know how to cook and gourmet food. I thought I would be hungry today."

Her words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of some little witches, and the little wizards looked intoxicated.

Not long after he finished speaking, he received a merciless ridicule.

"Some people eat this kind of messy food. I'm really worried about your Beauxbatons' food."

Madison threw the spoon aside and looked at the Bouillabaisse in the bowl with disgust on his face, as if it was some very unpalatable food.

She stretched her body lazily, outlining a perfect curve, and lightly licked the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue. That breathtaking movement attracted more little wizards to sink.

Even the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrom were not spared.

The eyes of the two little witches met in the air.

It seems that countless sparks collide together.

"Meet you again, Fleur Delacour."

Madison looked at Beauxbaton's witch with disgust.

"Didn't want to see you here, Madison Roberts Flint."

The Beauxbaton witch called Fleur Delacour said without showing any weakness.

"You really make me sick."

Madison: "Each each other."