Chapter 453 Beauxbatons

Chapter 453 Beauxbatons
Beauxbatons is more like a palace than a castle.

This palace-like castle stands in the mountains like a fairy tale, with its gilded eaves sparkling in the sun and colorful flowers surrounding it like a colorful ocean.

After the carriage landed, it stopped in front of a magnificent arch that looked somewhat similar to the Arc de Triomphe; at the top of the arch was painted a large symbol: two crossed golden wands, each with three stars above; this was the school emblem of Beauxbatons.

The car door opened lightly by itself. Fleur tilted her head slightly and smiled at Xie Lin: "Bienvenue à Beauxbtons - Welcome to Beauxbatons."

After passing through the archway, there is a square facing the front of Beauxbatons Castle. The magic fountain in the center of the square is spraying brilliant golden mist, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky, like bright stardust.

On one side of the fountain there is a small wooden plaque with a line of words written on it: This fountain was donated and built in 1394 by the famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel and his wife Perenelle Flamel.

The fountain of Beauxbatons is quite famous in the entire wizarding world. It is said to have the effect of relieving fatigue and beautifying the skin.

Xie Lin's dark green wizard robe looked a bit different from the light blue uniforms worn by the students, and immediately attracted a lot of curious eyes. Of course, as a female student representative, Furong also had the authority to manage student order, so no one dared to come up and ask questions or harass him.

Furong led the way, and Xie Lin followed her leisurely to Principal Maxim's office, looking around. The corridor was glittering with gold, and the luxurious decoration style extended to every corridor of the school.

Unlike the dark, rough stone walls of Hogwarts Castle, the walls on both sides of the corridor here are made of pure white marble, inlaid with gold and green decorative patterns. The ground is covered with soft burgundy carpets, and gorgeous crystal lamps are hung in the air, shining with dazzling golden light.

The corridors are lined with exquisite statues, vases and other decorations, each of which is a priceless antique or a work of art with unique taste.

Even Sherin, who was used to luxury, couldn't help but take a deep breath. Beauxbatons was too rich.

But this is not surprising at all. As the only alchemist with the ability to turn stone into gold in centuries, Nicolas Flamel's wealth is almost unlimited. It is said that many venues in Beauxbatons were funded by him because this is where he met his wife when they were young.

When Sherin stepped into the headmaster's office of Beauxbatons, an elegant fragrance hit him, mixed with the scent of old books and magical plants. The room was spacious and bright, with a very high ceiling and inlaid with complex golden reliefs, showing the long history of Beauxbatons. Outside the huge arched windows, the Pyrenees Mountains in the distance were rolling, and the morning light fell on the ground through the soft velvet curtains, making the whole room look solemn and majestic.

In the center of the room, a huge blue-gold desk stood on a thick carpet. Handwritten parchment scrolls, precious potion bottles, and a crystal lamp decorated with exquisite carvings were neatly placed on the desk. It was almost like a normal office, except...

Why did Xie Ling feel like he had entered a land of giants...

Tables, chairs, furniture, and decorations, everything was nearly twice as big as what Xie Ling usually saw. The bed on the other side of the office was as big as a small room and was at least one meter above the ground. Xie Ling felt that if he wanted to get up there, he would probably have to cast some flying magic.

At this moment, Olime Maxime was standing behind the desk, her figure tall and majestic, just as she showed to the outside world.

But when Fleur bowed slightly and left, and the office door closed gently, Maxim lowered his noble head, slowly bent his knees, and saluted Schelling in an almost humiliating posture - the salute of a servant.

She was once the pride of Beauxbatons and an important figure in the entire French magic world, but at this moment, she surrendered to the young wizard in front of her. "The servant, Olimar Maxime, greets the honorable master. The master has come, and Olimar did not go to greet him. It is Olimar's dereliction of duty. Please punish me, master."

Xie Lin narrowed his eyes, raised his wand, and waved it gently. A light blue light overflowed from the tip of the wand and surrounded Maxim's forehead. He carefully sensed her mental state. Sure enough, in the depths of her consciousness, he detected a trace of turbulence - she had tried to resist the control of the Imperius Curse, and even though she failed in the end, this weak resistance still left a trace.

Xie Lin chuckled and slowly walked to the desk. His voice was calm but with some unquestionable power: "You tried to break free."

Maxime's shoulders stiffened slightly, and although she did not look up, her fists subconsciously clenched a little, and then quickly loosened.

Sherin tapped the table lightly and continued, "I understand your struggle, Olim. You were once the master of Beauxbatons, and your will should not be controlled by anyone... Unfortunately, this world will not allow the weak to have too many illusions."

He took a step forward and looked at her coldly: "You were also present at the Battle of the Giants, you know what will happen in the future-"

"A time of chaos is about to come. Even Beauxbatons cannot remain immune amidst the flames of war. Think about the group of dark wizards you saw that day. They were dragons from the shadows, known as the 'Dragon's Shadow'. In addition, there were Voldemort and his Death Eaters, Grindelwald and his Witch Alliance who had already escaped from prison, and the Knights of Walpurgis, who I don't even know much about..."

"Just you?" Xie Ling said with disdain, "Even if the Ministries of Magic in France, Spain, Portugal, and Luxembourg are willing to protect you, so what? The entire European territory, no, it should be said that the global wizarding world, is likely to be swept up in this unprecedented crisis. There will be no place in the world that is a pure land. If you don't stand on my side, who can you rely on?"

Maxim remained silent, his knuckles turning slightly white.

Sherin did not urge him. He just turned around slowly and looked at the mountains outside the window. He said in a low and meaningful tone: "I never believe in illusory kindness. I only believe in strength. You should be thankful that at least you are still valuable to me. There is still a place for both you and Beauxbatons."

He turned back to look at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "But the premise is that you can face the reality."

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment. After a while, Maxim took a deep breath, lowered his head, and slowly said, "...I understand."

"Very good," Xie Ling nodded with satisfaction. His eyes had turned red at this time, and a strange light kept flashing. "Raise your head and look into my eyes."

Their eyes met, and Maxim's clenched fists finally loosened. The muscles all over his body slowly relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his breathing became much smoother.

"Seed of Chaos!" Sherin whispered this secret magic passed down from the Malfoy family, and with the superb Legilimency, he penetrated into Maxim's spiritual world and planted a seed called "absolute obedience" deep in her mind and memory. The seed quickly sprouted, stretching out dense, shocking, slender roots, extending and inserting into various parts of her mind, completely eliminating her remaining resistance.

"From now on," Xie Lin put away his pupil power, which had begun to heat up, and said softly, "Whenever you see me, or anyone who claims to be from the Sleeping Dragon Society or has the Sleeping Dragon Mark, you must obey my and their orders unconditionally. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." Maxim responded emotionlessly, and bent down to kiss the hem of Sherin's wizard robe.