This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 509 is Taylor (Happy New Year!)
Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief as Sirius began to move.

But it was only then that he noticed that Taylor was not at the Ravenclaw table at the moment, he hadn't even come in.

"Strange, where are the people?"

Harry looked around in confusion, but found nothing.

Fortunately, he told Sirius to let Taylor sign on the spot, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to the students at Durmstrang.

But at this moment, no faculty or staff came, and there were only students in the auditorium.

Instead, students from the three schools came over, hesitating about where to sit.

Harry saw Ron sitting far away at the table near the door, looking at him with pitiful eyes - obviously hoping that he could bring the good news as soon as possible.

Krum and the others were still waiting there, with no intention of sitting down. It was obvious that they were also waiting for him to get something.

The students from Beauxbatons were more generous. They all squeezed to the table of Ravenclaw, while the students from Kodostorize hesitated after the students from Beauxbatons made their choices and went to the Hufflepuff group, which was always good.

Harry noticed that many people from Slytherin came forward to invite Krum and the others - it was obvious that many Slytherin students became interested when they saw their spiritual alma mater.

This statement seemed to have been made by the twins when they were arguing. The attack was very effective because many Slytherins wanted to go to Durmstrang, an absolutely pure-blood school, before enrolling.

But it was obvious that those people were still waiting for his transaction, so Harry had to give up watching the fun and looked around again.

Taylor hadn't arrived yet, but over at the staff table, Filch was busy carrying chairs - Filch, wearing his tuxedo, had brought a bunch of chairs over and was arranging them.

'What are you doing? Why are there so many guests?'

Harry was curious, but he didn't have any more time to think about it, he still had to find Taylor.

Fortunately, Tyler finally showed up, but the expression on his face wasn't right. Sirius went over and discussed things with him in a low voice. Harry only saw a few words of discussion before Tyler hesitated, found a nearby seat and sat down, then took out parchment and a quill from his bag (how did he put them in there? Harry thought so, but quickly ignored it).

"It's finally started... I don't have to worry about Ron anymore."

Obviously, Krum and the others also noticed this.

Under the gaze of many people, Taylor wrote quickly on the parchment, then tapped the parchment lightly with his wand before handing it to Sirius.

Soon, the papers were handed to Harry by Sirius.

"You're amazing, Sirius!"

Harry just glanced at it and praised it.

The parchment is not just a simple signature, but also comes with a small blessing, and it has even been slightly reinforced by transfiguration. Although it is not permanent, it can greatly extend its shelf life!
Sirius gave him a "I'm responsible for everything" smile and turned to walk towards the staff table.

Harry quickly took the paper with signature and blessing and returned to his seat - the impatient Hans had already come over.

As promised, he brought Krum's hat and a stack of autographed photos. Ron's expression at this moment was exactly the same as the day he picked up the gold coin at the Quidditch World Cup, and he was even happier than then.

But what made Ron even happier was yet to come. Those Durmstrang students sat directly at the Gryffindor table. After whispering a few words to Krum, Hans handed his cane directly to Krum, and then stuffed the cane into Ron.

"Thank you very much for the gift," Hans gasped, his pronunciation becoming even stranger. "It's really wonderful."

"You guys like Taylor?"

Harry asked curiously. "Of course, he is the greatest wizard of the younger generation."

Hans said as a matter of course, "That's Mr. Taylor."

The greatest wizard of the younger generation?
This was the first time Harry heard such a statement, but none of the Durmstrang students sitting at the Gryffindor table felt strange about this statement. They even nodded when Hans said it, as if what Hans said was common sense.

"Do you all think so?"

Lee Jordan squeezed over. He came here following Krum's scent. "Does your principal know?"

"Of course, Headmaster Karkaroff knows. He said that Mr. Taylor is a great wizard and possesses the most powerful power in another sense."

Hans nodded very seriously. He had probably practiced this sentence many times in advance, so he spoke it much more fluently than normal.

And apparently he wasn't the only one who thought so, Harry even saw Krum nodding.

The expressions on the faces of the students at the Gryffindor table suddenly became strange - wasn't it inappropriate to mention the nickname of the Grim Ripper at this time?
But a low exclamation from the other side immediately drew everyone's attention away from the conversation.

Harry couldn't help but turn his head to look over. A sturdy old wizard appeared in front of the staff table - but his size was obviously not the reason for the students' exclamations.

The real reason was that when the muscular old wizard approached the dining table, all the wizards there saluted very seriously with respect on their faces, even Dumbledore was no exception.

'Who is it? '

Harry was surprised when he saw Dumbledore trying to get the other person to sit in the main seat. Although the other person insisted on sitting at the edge, it was only after Dumbledore tried to get him to sit several times that the other person seemed to start losing his temper and gave up.

"Do you know that wizard?"

Harry asked curiously to Hans who was closest to him.

"I don't know. This is the first time we meet."

Hans answered and began to search the faces of the other students in the school, but found nothing.

Harry watched as well, and he quickly noticed something odd.

Over in Ravenclaw, all the students from Beauxbatons were standing—even though they were sitting there peacefully not long ago.

'Is it because the principal is here?'

Harry thought curiously but unsure, but soon his attention was drawn away by Hans.

"Over there, look!"

Hans reminded everyone in a slightly higher voice.

Harry looked in the direction he was pointing, and froze.

What did he see?
He looked at Ron in confusion and saw the same confusion on Ron's face.

"It must be an illusion..."

He looked again, but no, there was someone at the staff table who shouldn't be there, and the central figure of the topic they had just discussed was right there.

(End of this chapter)