The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 266 Welcome
The Potions class ended half an hour early that afternoon. Ignoring Snape's ugly face, everyone hurried back to the dormitory, put down their schoolbags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and then quickly rushed down the stairs to the entrance hall and lined up under the command of the dean.

What is the Triwizard Tournament? It is a friendly competition. It is based on friendship and competition. It shows the beauty of the ability, will, skills and wisdom of the participating wizards. In this competition, every participant is a champion. Dare to challenge your own limits, surpass yourself and realize your own value. At the same time, it also provides a platform for all wizards to communicate and work hard to achieve peace and prosperity in the magical world.

All the above are official articles from the Daily Prophet. The real purpose of the competition is to defeat other opponents and win honor for their school. In short, victory is the first priority. As for friendship - hehe. At least Ryan thinks that cheating has become a traditional competition and friendship is at most incidental.

After counting the number of people and asking the students to tidy up their instruments, Professor McGonagall asked everyone to line up and come to the open space in front of the castle. It was already quite chilly in the Scottish Highlands at the end of October, but fortunately, the curiosity of the guests made everyone temporarily ignore the slightly cold climate.

When it got dark, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row, shouted - "Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representatives of Beauxbatons are here!"

Ryan soon saw a huge creature flying towards the castle from over the Forbidden Forest, just as Mr. Weasley said in the camp before the Quidditch World Cup final: "It's always like this - whenever we get together, we can't help but show off..."

Not only individual wizards are like this, but also magic schools. Just like ordinary people will compare how they are doing when they meet after not seeing each other for a long time, wizard schools are no exception. Unlike the Eastern style of subtlety, each participating school in the Triwizard Tournament directly took out everything that can be shown off to show off its school's foundation to other schools. For example, the alchemy banners that Ryan saw in the hall were part of it.

Naturally, Beauxbatons was no exception, because the Beauxbatons in the sky had already displayed their pomp and circumstance: an absolutely luxurious carriage.

This huge, powder-blue carriage was as big as a house, and it was pulled through the air by twelve winged horses, all of which had silver manes and were each about the size of an elephant.

From the perspective of Ryan the Alchemist, the carriage is actually a complete alchemical product, with built-in flying and space compression functions. When he switched his vision to the magical version of Hawkeye, he could see a lot of magical auras shining on the carriage. This means that the carriage may have powerful magical attack and defense capabilities in places that cannot be seen. Most importantly, the magical auras on the side of the carriage formed the letters NF, which is the abbreviation of Nicolas Flamel's name.

But think about it, Beauxbatons has a close relationship with the great alchemist Nicolas Flamel, so it is normal for this alchemist to make a carriage for the school.

However, compared with the carriages, the horses that pull the carriages are what truly reflect Beauxbatons heritage. Let alone how Beauxbatons managed to find a dozen of these extremely rare silver-maned horses, just imagine how expensive it is to keep these guys if you think of an elephant that size only drinks single malt whiskey. And unlike the one-time investment for carriages, these horses are a constant expense.

Ryan looked at these things and felt like he had eaten a lemon. After all, even though he had opened up the roads to several worlds, the resources at hand still couldn't afford this set of things. Of course, Ryan also knew that this was a school with hundreds of years of heritage, which was completely different from a nouveau riche like him.

The carriage flew lower and lower, and finally the horse's hoof as big as a dinner plate pressed steadily on the ground with a loud noise, causing a commotion - at this time, a short boy jumped down from the carriage flexibly, pressed his fingers on the bottom of the carriage, and as a golden ladder was transformed, the little guy jumped directly backwards, and then saluted respectfully.

After the door opened, a huge woman walked down from the carriage. Ryan immediately recalled that this was the half-giant Madame Maxime, although she would never admit it. Of course, Ryan could understand it. After all, even in a place like France that is more tolerant of wizards with mixed blood of other creatures, having the blood of an evil and stupid giant is still unacceptable to the public.

After a round of greetings, Madame Maxime and her students were invited into the school's auditorium to warm up, leaving a group of Hogwarts landlords to continue to face the cold night wind waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation.

Fortunately, the wait was not long, and the sound of flushing the toilet was heard. A magnificent ship that looked like the legendary ghost ship floated up from the bottom of the water and headed for the shore.

This ship is just an ordinary magic ship, and the magic aura on it can't compare with the carriage of Beauxbatons. But think about it, Beauxbatons only has this kind of carriage, and there is a high mountain lake behind Durmstrang School, where many dark, ghostly ships are docked. This comparison shows that everyone is similar.

Soon, Durmstrang's sailboat came to the shore, and the silhouettes cast by the lights in the portholes began to move. With the creaking of wooden boards, a group of wizards lined up in an orderly manner from the ship - it was only the end of October, and although the weather was a bit cold, Durmstrang's fur coats still seemed too thick. However, these furs also made the wearers look tall and burly.

Seeing former Death Eater Karkaroff greet Headmaster Dumbledore with an exaggeratedly enthusiastic tone, Ryan felt a little uncomfortable. I really don't know what Voldemort saw in him that made him become his subordinate.

Luckily, Headmaster Dumbledore was a centenarian, and had seen this all his life. He shook hands with the silver-haired man and responded, "Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff."

Karkaroff shook hands and looked around Hogwarts: "Dear old friend Hogwarts," he looked up at the castle and smiled, "It's great to be here, it's great - Viktor, come and warm up! You don't mind, Dumbledore? The weather is really too cold -"

Although this sentence sounds warm, there is no smile in his eyes, which are still cold and sharp. This sense of dislocation makes everyone who sees this scene feel uncomfortable.

However, with Krum's appearance, the students of Hogwarts were excited. On the way to the auditorium with the students of Durmstrang, many students even hoped that Krum would sign for them. In particular, Ryan heard a girl hoping that Krum would sign her hat with lipstick.

Ryan could only shake his head at the fanaticism of these fanatical fans, and Hermione agreed that this practice was ridiculous.

Finally Ryan sat down at the Gryffindor table and prepared to have a good meal. After all, he was blown by the cold night wind for more than an hour and felt cold and hungry, and urgently needed to replenish calories.

(End of this chapter)