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Chapter 506 Rebellion against Tiangang
Andrew's blood pressure was a little unstable because of what his dean said. Fortunately, the carriage of Beauxbatons had stopped.

Those surprisingly large Pegasus were so agile that it did not match their size that they turned when they were close to the ground. Their hooves, which were as big as plates, stomped heavily on the ground, and their originally fast speed was reduced.

"You need to be careful, Taylor."

Professor Flitwick whispered a warning, "People in Beauxbatons don't follow the rules."

"I'm sorry, Dean, what do you mean?"

Andrew asked in a low voice, but his dean was acting like a riddler at the moment, just shaking his head slightly and saying nothing.

He had no choice but to turn his attention back to the guests from Beauxbatons - at this moment the headmaster of Beauxbatons had already appeared.

At just one glance, Andrew began to admire the principal.

Because the other person was so tall, he couldn't help but think of Hagrid. Yes, Hagrid, the headmistress who was called Madame Maxime in the documents was as tall as Hagrid. Although she looked much more delicate, there was no difference in body shape.

'Beauxbatons is not a headmaster who inherits the system. With a body like this, it would be troublesome enough just to deal with those documents, not to mention having to defeat competitors and climb up to the position of headmaster step by step.'

However, it was obvious that the other party no longer needed anyone to worry about her body shape. After getting off the carriage, the headmistress quickly started a pleasant conversation with Dumbledore. Although it was just meaningless greetings, it was enough to explain a lot.

"…Can you introduce Mr. Taylor to me? It's a pity that he didn't go to Beauxbatons during the previous discussion."

The headmaster suddenly said this to Dumbledore after a series of conversations about the weather and horse feeding.

"Of course, no problem," Dumbledore responded with a smile, then he walked a few steps to Andrew, looked at him with a smile, and lowered his voice, "Although young people have their own ways, it's better to be careful with the food in Beauxbatons anyway."

...

Andrew always felt that Dumbledore was saying something strange, but he had no clear evidence.

He followed Dumbledore's steps and quickly came to Madame Maxime. While he was still hesitating, Madame Maxime raised her hand.

"Well, at least I reviewed the etiquette during the holidays."

He imitated Dumbledore's gesture of kissing hands - although Madame Maxime bent down to cooperate, his height of just 1.7 meters could only touch her fingertips.

"Although Professor Dumbledore has said it, I have to repeat it. Welcome to Hogwarts. It's a pleasure to meet you here, Madame Maxime."

"I am also very happy to meet the future of the wizarding world," Madam Maxime said with an unusually gentle smile. "Although there are always some jealous people who think you are too young, Mr. Taylor, I think a person's achievements have nothing to do with age."

What is this name?
Andrew was stunned by this overly outrageous title, but now was obviously not the time to think.

"I have never heard of such a title - it is really an exaggeration. I am just an ordinary wizard. However, due to a moment of luck, I was lucky enough to leave a footprint in the history of wizard development."

"I never think that's excessive. The wizarding world needs more and better changes, both now and in the future. Can you wait for Karkaroff and the others here with us?"

"Of course no problem," Andrew nodded. It didn't matter which side he stood on. This side was even better. After all, the dean was too close to the astronomy tower recently.

"That's great," Madame Maxime nodded, then turned to look at Dumbledore, "Albus, can I ask my students to come over? They won't disrupt our conversation." "Of course no problem," Dumbledore responded, "We can just wait for them."

So, the students of Beauxbatons quickly stood behind them in an orderly manner, and then Andrew felt many eyes on him from behind.

Fortunately, he had received training last year and was able to maintain his form.

"Is the light and shadow just now something new from Hogwarts? It looks very interesting - I have never seen such a spell before. Is it your recent research direction, Mr. Taylor?"

While waiting, Madame Maxime began to ask questions out of curiosity.

"Probably. It's not a very mature magic yet," Andrew responded carefully. "My foundation in magic is quite lacking. It's basically all thanks to the professors' help that I can barely get this spell to its current state."

"I have to say, this is another amazing magic." Madame Maxime nodded in admiration. "Is it a picture of searching for the past?"

"It's a series of spells that are created through dreams and shared through magic," Andrew shook his head. "Time is something that cannot be figured out. It's too ethereal for wizards."

"Dream? In other words, the scene can be imagined?"

Madam Maxi said in surprise, "Doesn't that mean we can see a more realistic legend? I was originally wondering why the magic radio station didn't release a recited version of the legend. Now it seems that we can look forward to a better history."

...

What Professor Flitwick is doing!

Andrew tried hard not to look at Dumbledore's expression, but he couldn't help it.

He glanced at Dumbledore out of the corner of his eye and saw that the Headmaster's Occlumency was even better than he thought, and Dumbledore was still smiling, as if Madame Maxime had said something else.

But the words had already been spoken, and Andrew couldn't object in public.

"Yes, I am looking forward to it too. How wonderful it would be if such a story were constructed using dreams."

Andrew spoke against his will, even looking at Dumbledore, and performing Occlumency with all his strength.

If it were to be exposed, today's welcome etiquette would probably have to be changed.

“However, the technology is still not mature enough, and I also hope that wizards can share more of their own wonderful dreams with others. Everyone has their own legends and dreams, and interaction will generate more ideas and dreams.”

Andrew shook his head and took the initiative to change the subject - limiting it to one work is not interesting enough, spring only comes when a hundred flowers bloom.

There are quite a few wizards in Hogwarts who have ideas. The current dream weaving technology is enough to create Tom and Jerry on the technical level. If wizards can also come up with something similar, he will be very happy.

"Interaction? Allowing wizards to communicate their ideas better?"

The smile on Dumbledore's face suddenly became more sincere. "Yes, using your dreams to communicate is more convincing than words."

(End of this chapter)