Chapter 508 Beauxbatons comes to visit

"You did it!" Hermione cheered excitedly. As a result, she was so happy that she almost fell off the train. Fortunately, Robert had quick eyesight and quick hands to catch her.

Sticking out her tongue, Hermione quickly said, "Okay, let's quickly re-enchant the train! 1, 2, 3... the curse will stop immediately!"

As Hermione's words rang out, a light blue light of magic hit the bottom of the train and collided with the remaining traces of magic. The magic contained in the spell was forcibly reversed by the curse and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, Robert also uttered Mr. Weasley's incantation, "The train takes off!"

The curse hit the bottom of the train, and an invisible air barrier held up the steel behemoth pulled by gravity. At the same time, the wheels of the train began to slowly stop rotating in the air. Finally, under the squeaking metal, With the sound of friction, the train finally stopped honestly.

"It can actually stop in mid-air." Robert was a little surprised. "No wonder this is similar to the magic spell of a broomstick, but it's really interesting to say that wizards can't fly by themselves, but they can use various props to assist them. So here's the problem. , how did Voldemort learn to fly?"

As he spoke, the train seemed to have found the feeling of running on its own. The wheels at the bottom of the carriage began to rotate slowly. The two snakes that had originally tied it felt the movements of their prey, and their bodies relaxed slightly. The train took the opportunity to escape from their control.

Seeing this, Hermione quickly called the basilisk back to her wrist, and Zimo also swam back slowly.

"I seem to feel that there are many creatures approaching around me, but they are not a group of people." Zi Tai whispered, "Don't you need to leave here quickly? It is always bad to be discovered by others, right?"

Similarly, the basilisk also sensed something unusual and told Hermione what he had observed.

"I think those are the reporters from the newspaper." Robert couldn't help complaining, "To be able to fly to such a high place... Helicopters can't do that. Could it be that... some kind of fighter jets were invited? That's too messy. Are you coming?"

Looking again at the train which had returned to normal, Robert and Hermione returned to the carriage.

The train corrected itself in the air, then slowly pulled itself back to its original shape, slowly accelerated, and drove away into the distance.

The Muggles below saw the "big snake" disappearing and felt a little disappointed.

"Didn't Thor and Vader leave Jormungandr behind?"

"As expected of the worldly python!"

"Great, the monster has been defeated!"

"Helicopter! Helicopter is leaving!"

"President! That kind of height! Helicopters can't go up there!"

"How will you know if you don't try!"

Everyone stared at the sky with some worry and some expectation.

There must be other gods who will hunt down the big snake, right?

At this moment, there was a violent commotion in the crowd.

"The eight-legged horse! It's Sleipnir!"

"Oh oh oh!!! It's the God King Odin!!!"

"Hey, something seems wrong. Why is it a carriage instead of a horse..."

"What does it matter! As the king of gods, isn't it normal for Odin to have a chariot!"

"The eight-legged horse is white! The legend is true!"

Although the streets of Gaul were noisy, everyone was in high spirits, their eyes were full of excitement, and they seemed to want to declare to the world——

God does exist!

certainly……

To Muggles, this is probably really a group of gods fighting above their heads. Of course, the truth is not like this.

After Robert and Hermione returned to the carriage, the train conductor Mr. York had already woken up. He looked at the train with some surprise as it only fainted for a moment and then returned to normal. He was thinking to himself, "Should I continue to pretend to be comatose next time the train loses control?" , maybe everything will return to normal when you wake up", and casually drove away the little wizards in the conductor's room.

It's quite a bit like turning your back on someone after using it.

Fortunately, Robert and the others had no intention of claiming credit, and hurried back to the previous box. After making sure that their friends were okay, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The twins also ran back.

"A few people seem to have broken bones." Fred handed the bag in his hand to Robert, "Bai Xian doesn't seem to be able to do anything about such injuries."

George also added, "We fixed them with gauze and hard iron plates, but you'd better go and take a look."

"...Iron...plate?" Robert looked confused, "You also dismantled the train?"

"It's not that exaggerated!" Fred shouted, "We just removed a few handrails!"

George looked at him and corrected, "We didn't dismantle them, they fell off on their own."

I believed your evil deeds!

Robert glared at the two of them angrily.

Mr. Weasley was dizzy, his waist was sore, and his legs were numb. He was lying on his body at this time, and he didn't want to pay attention to the few cubs in the box.

As a special entourage of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Weasley is really incompetent!

But speaking of it, if such a big thing happens, where is the accompanying professor at Hogwarts?

Robert looked blank, Professor Flitwick, have you drunk too much again?

Because he is a prefect, under this situation, Robert is indeed obliged to see how those little boys are doing.

Feeling no danger, the vines shrank back and carefully hid in the shadows under the ceiling of the carriage wall.

Although I don’t know what they want to do, there should be nothing wrong with adding some greenery to the car.

And it's not in the box, so the little wizards probably won't care.

Robert used the speed of light to suppress those who asked questions and wanted to get information. With the help of a few seniors who wanted to take the therapist qualifications, the little guys soon started to liven up.

Just when the situation had stabilized, a huge pink-blue carriage flew towards them.

The shape is a bit like Cinderella's pumpkin carriage, but it is taller. Two white horses with wings pull it into the sky. The horses are very big, a little bigger than the hippogriff, and they are strong and white. Gas like gas spurted out from the tip of his nose, and a pair of big fiery red eyes stared indifferently at the train ahead.

"Look!" the little wizard screamed, "what a big carriage!"

When the other little wizards heard the sound, they rushed to the window and stretched their necks to see what was outside.

White Horse took the pumpkin carriage and circled around them, as if to confirm something. Then, there seemed to be figures flashing on the windows on both sides of the carriage.

"That badge..." Hermione pointed to the two badges printed on the car door with three stars protruding from the top and crossed wands, "I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Just as he was talking, a small platform opened outside the carriage opposite, and a boy in light blue robes ran out. He put his wand on his neck and shouted, "Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry is here to visit!"

"Ah! That's right! That's it!" Hermione clapped her hands, "It's Beauxbatons!"