Chapter 174 Guests from the South and the North

On this day, Adam fed Ares and Hedwig at the Owlery.

"Harry didn't feed you?"

Looking at Hedwig who was eating happily, occasionally raising her head and barking twice as if to accuse her unscrupulous owner, Adam sighed and reached out to touch her feathers:

"Good girl, eat more. I will bring you a portion from now on. Where can serious owls eat the feed at Hogwarts..."

Hogwarts is seriously short of manpower, not to mention that everyone has different types of owls, so how can they have the energy to prepare feed for each type of owl? What's more, Hagrid, who takes care of the owls, now has another teaching task, and sometimes he even forgets Feed the owl.

Adam has been coming to the Owlhouse to feed Ares since he entered school, at least twice a week, which has attracted the collective envy of the owls in the Owlhouse.

It can be said that Adam also played a role that cannot be ignored in Ares' pursuit of Hedwig.

Time passed by, and soon it was October, and the arrival of the guests from the other two magic schools was approaching.

The professors had a rather big reaction to this. Like every school leader Adam was familiar with who was about to receive inspections from superiors, they cleaned the entire school, required every student to dress neatly, and urged every student not to behave. Show the bad side.

The only difference is probably that the professors at Hogwarts choose to use magic to clean up themselves.

Perhaps Adam should be happy that Professor Dumbledore didn't ask for a banquet in advance, nor did he dictate the dishes at the banquet?

October 30th - the evening when the guests were about to arrive, before entering the auditorium, the deans of the four colleges asked everyone to line up and check their appearance one by one.

"When my mother went to inspect, there was no big pomp."

Uther couldn't help but complain, but he still adjusted the buttons of his shirt.

Yeah, sapphire.

"Huh? Adam, why are you back?"

Adam walked through the crowd and came to the Hufflepuff team.

"Every dish can be prepared by a house elf."

It’s not Senior Newt who is here, so what kind of status can he serve in person?

Adam covered up their whispers with sound cards and magic cards, so no one noticed their faux pas.

"Speaking of house elves."

Uther raised his eyebrows:

"Have you seen..."

"I didn't see it, but I heard about it."

Adam shrugged.

Hermione's...um...what's it called? Anyway, it's the organization trying to liberate house elves. It originally only promoted it within Gryffindor, but now it has started randomly recruiting people in the school.

Uther wanted to continue this topic, but the door to the auditorium opened and he simply kept silent.

This world doesn't seem to be a complete movie world...

Adam thought after taking his seat.

If it were the movie world, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would have arrived at Hogwarts at the beginning of the term.

And if it were a novel world, they should be waiting outside the castle now, and these people are clearly 70% to 80% similar to movie actors...

A hybrid world?

Several differences between the movie and the novel flashed through Adam's mind, such as whether the betrayer was Cho Chang, or whether Grindelwald revealed the whereabouts of the Elder Wand.

So in this world, it would be...

While Adam was thinking, the door to the auditorium was opened.

Beauxbatons students wearing blue slim-fitting clothes and shawls walked into the auditorium accompanied by butterflies. Professor Dumbledore greeted them, stopped in front of Madam Maxime at the end of the line, and kissed her hands:

"Dear Madam Maxime, welcome to Hogwarts."

Although Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to bend down at all due to the height difference between the two parties, making this hand kiss a little less elegant, the smile on Mrs. Maxim's face was still very elegant:

"It's nice to see you again, Dumbledore."

Durmstrang's students were still waiting behind. Professor Dumbledore didn't chat much with Madam Maxime. He motioned Madam Maxime to the newly added seat in the teacher's chair, and then told the Beauxbatons students that they could sit wherever they wanted.

There were not many people from the two schools in total. An extra table seemed a bit too empty. In addition, sitting together could promote communication between students from the three schools. Professor Dumbledore chose to let the guests sit with everyone. Together.

The Beauxbatons students looked at the four long tables and chose Ravenclaw, which had a smaller number of people.

"Next let's welcome our guests from Durmstrang..."

Following Professor Dumbledore's introduction, the door to the auditorium was opened again.

Seeing the Durmstrang student who was playing with a stick and "shouting" all the way in, and the last leading student from Durmstrang doing some floor moves, Adam had to use the magic card to cover up his figure again.

No more, I can't hold it in any longer...

Did Grindelwald also...

"Pfft—hahahaha—"

After a good laugh, Adam straightened his expression.

Thinking more optimistically, maybe Grindelwald was fired before he could catch up with the Triwizard Tournament?

But speaking of Grindelwald...

Adam glanced at Professor Dumbledore, would he also think of this old friend?

What would Grindelwald think if he saw this?

"I was so lucky to be fired..."

Grindelwald, who saw all this in the side hall of the auditorium, rubbed his eyes, as if he had seen something dirty.

Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, walked at the end, followed by Krum. The moment they entered the auditorium, a low-pitched discussion inevitably broke out in the auditorium.

That's Krum!

"Now Cedric has met his match."

Cologne frowned. He didn't expect Krum to participate in this Triwizard Tournament.

"I think the Triwizard Tournament should not be a Quidditch match. I have some confidence in the light of Hufflepuff."

Bernard shrugged, but he was not too worried about Krum's presence.

"Long time no see, Professor Karkaroff."

Professor Dumbledore and Professor Karkaroff hugged each other.

"Dear Hogwarts...long time no see."

Professor Karkaroff looked around the hall first, then looked at Professor Dumbledore and said with a smile:

"Dumbledore, my dear old friend, long time no see."

Karkaroff was once a student of Hogwarts, and later he became a Death Eater. After he gave out a bunch of names of Death Eaters in exchange for his escape from prison, he went to Durmstrang.

Professor Dumbledore invited Professor Moody to come, partly to keep an eye on him, but unfortunately Professor Moody was kicked out halfway.

With the same approach as before, the students of Durmstrang looked around and chose Slytherin, which now had the smallest number of people.

"So, can we have dinner?"

Eugene's hand was already on the fork.

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait a while."

Watching Filch holding a large wooden box and handing it to Professor Dumbledore, Adam tilted his head and whispered:

"Would you like to eat some tomato sauce sole first? I can use a magic card to cover it up..."

"Forget it."

Eugene swallowed hard, then sighed and looked at Professor Dumbledore.