thefictionvixens Chapter 234 Guests at Hogwarts
Chapter 234 Guests at Hogwarts
Chapter 234 Guests at Hogwarts
This is because there were also guests from Beauxbatons in the principal's office.
Hagrid's eyes lit up as he casually glanced at Maxim, the principal of Beauxbatons.
Two days ago, after communicating with the authorities, Maxim came to Hogwarts to discuss the issue of exchanging students.
Dumbledore certainly welcomed this kind of behavior that could promote student interaction and benefit students.
For several days in a row, Dumbledore, Maxim, and the heads of the various departments held meetings together.
But today, Maxim brought Fleur from home to mentor his beloved disciple, telling the Hogwarts professors and headmaster that Fleur was the leader of the exchange students from Busterbottom.
In this way, Fleur has made an appearance among the big names in the international magic world.
This is because each of the heads of Hogwarts is an international wizard, holding titles such as the International Association of Herbal and Potions, the International Transfiguration Association, the International Duel Tournament, and the International Transfiguration Federation.
"They're still working. What two hardworking kids." Dumbledore's long beard hung down his chest, twitching as if he were trying to suppress a laugh.
Maxim: "The fact that your school has such students is enough to prove the quality of Hogwarts' teaching."
Whether Hogwarts' teaching quality is good or bad, that's all she could say.
Children's matters should be handled by the children themselves.
Hibiscus, sitting behind her, was restless and even suspected that the principal had learned of the situation and deliberately pulled her over to make her give up.
The meeting participants, who had been discussing the matter, proceeded to the banquet hall around noon.
After being reminded by Hagrid, Ryan and Penelope also felt a bit stuffy and short of breath from staying in the factory, so they went out for some fresh air. They returned to Hogwarts Castle and headed straight for the kitchen.
After learning that foreign guests were visiting the school that day and that the principal and deans were entertaining them in the banquet hall, Ryan and Penelope followed the directions given by the house-elf to the banquet hall.
After knocking and receiving permission, Ryan pushed the door open and entered: "Mrs. Maxim, I didn't expect to see you at Hogwarts."
Then he whispered to Penelope, "Ms. Maxim, the principal of Beauxbatons, is probably here for an exchange of learning between the two sides."
Penelope went up and greeted her.
Flitwick, seated at the round table, introduced Maxim: "You know Ryan and Penelope Ryan, and this Miss Penelope Crivat is also one of my best students. Her research focuses largely on the path to the future, and she is also one of Ryan's closest friends."
Ryan felt that Professor Flitwick didn't seem to need to add a last sentence, but since the professor had said it, he smiled and nodded.
The two walked toward the round table, when suddenly he noticed there was another person on the table: "Furong, so you're here too."
Penelope sat down next to Fleur while Ryan was speaking: "Hello, my name is Penelope."
"Hello, my name is Fleur. Fleur Delacour."
"Seeing you was a revelation. I never imagined there was such a beauty as you in Beauxbatons." Penelope's straightforward words left Fleur somewhat speechless.
Ryan, sitting next to the two, felt that something was off about the atmosphere.
All the teachers at the table were looking at them with strange expressions.
Hagrid was also at the table, his gaze strange, just like the look he gave when he brought the food.
"What happened again?" Ryan asked, puzzled. "Headmaster, why are you all looking at me like that? Has something happened?"
He pondered the intelligence he had gathered over the past few days, but nothing major had actually happened.
One report said that Harry bumped into Ginny at Ron's house today, and the two of them ended up rolling around on the floor in a hug.
The second piece of information was that a house-elf had joined the Hogwarts family.
The third piece of intelligence indicates that the weather in parts of Scotland will change from sunny to partly cloudy.
It's worth noting that the BBC's local weather forecast for Scotland predicts rain today.
It can only be said that those people, as always, cannot predict the weather.
After recalling the intelligence and ruling it out, he then pondered whether anything major had happened in the magical world. After thinking it over, Ryan didn't know why these people had such strange expressions.
A strange atmosphere settled over the entire meal. Maxim, Dumbledore, and the others who were originally discussing matters stopped talking and, apart from eating, kept looking up in Ryan's direction.
After dinner, Penelope and Ryan took a walk by the Black Lake, continuing their discussion about the production of the weapon of mass destruction. Suddenly, Fleur appeared out of nowhere, and the three of them walked and talked together.
It wasn't until it got dark again that the three of them returned to their rooms.
Furong's room was very close to Maxim's, and she went to see Maxim before returning home.
Maxim noticed that Fleur had entered and immediately sat down in a chair without saying a word, and he was extremely worried: "You—"
What did you talk about?
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Furong, whose eyes were bloodshot, look up: "It's terrifying! Principal, you can't even imagine what they were discussing! What are they developing!"
Fleur's voice was hoarse, a lingering effect of extreme terror: "Can you imagine? Muggles have developed a weapon that can kill hundreds of thousands, millions of people in an instant! And they actually want to control this weapon so that wizards can use it too!"
"—" Maxim sat down against the edge of the bed, feeling a chill in his skin. "What did they say?"
"Ryan told me—you can do without it, but you can't be without it—" Fleur's chest heaved as she felt that Ryan's words made sense, but her long-standing education made it impossible for her to accept that a weapon capable of killing millions of people at once was in the hands of a wizard.
"Hogwarts—no, not the education at Hogwarts, but his own long-term vision—" Maxim said.
"That Miss Penelope—how could she so casually accept the creation of such a weapon in her hands?" Fleur felt an overwhelming sense of defeat. She couldn't accept this, nor could she do it: "Killing is already incredibly evil! To wipe out millions of lives in an instant! I've probably never seen more than ten thousand lives; I simply can't imagine what millions of lives even means!"
The two talked for a long time.
Back in her dorm room, Penelope gazed out from the railing. She could tell, of course, that the excessively beautiful girl had a crush on Ryan.
But what's the use of having feelings for someone? — She laughed, unable to hold back any longer.
"The fact that I haven't been choked to death by Ryan normally, and that I can still fall for him, just shows how deeply I'm in love."
"This girl seems quite frightened. If I weren't already used to it, I would also be terrified knowing about this weapon and understanding what the lives of millions of people represent."
She moved a stool over and sat down, gazing leisurely at the stars in the sky: "Lane is right, the best at killing Muggles are still the Muggles."
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