Chapter 512 Night of Chaos

There doesn't seem to be any strange behavior at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

At least that's how it looks on the surface.

Students from both schools had a great evening.

Because the carriage and the train were lost together.

The main reason was actually that the drivers on both sides were drinking together and forgot to control their cars.

The Beauxbatons driver felt that since it was a train, it would definitely set the direction of the destination, and we just had to follow it.

Mr. York thinks that since it is a magical rune horse, it should know the way, right? Just follow them.

The direct consequence of this beautiful misunderstanding is... When I woke up, I saw the vast desert.

Robert, "..." Did we go to Africa?

Hermione seemed a little confused, "We haven't arrived in Switzerland yet?"

Robert said he didn't know how to answer this...

Two road-crazy drivers, they don't really want to prove the great theory that "the earth is round" with actual facts, do they?

Brain pain.

At this time, really there should be a navigation? !

No matter what, there must be a navigation spell! Even if there is no Miss Lin Chiling, there will be no problem!

Speaking of how to solve the problem of positioning, is it possible to use magic to control satellites?

But it seems that magic and electricity are somewhat antagonistic. Will forced control blow up satellites in outer space?

Robert is in his daily thoughts.

Yawning, Hermione sat up from the bed. The blanket covering her body slipped to one side. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the mess on the ground...

Suddenly I felt like I didn't know where to start.

Last night the twins were carried back by their ears by the angry Angelina and Alia, making the group of Gallic girls laugh.

Originally, Robert wanted to say a few good words to them, but he saw that their faces were all red and full of lipstick marks, and their clothes were mixed with the smell of various perfumes. The two of them secretly glanced at the huge carriage from time to time...

Robert suddenly understood.

Then he saw Hermione looking at the four of them thoughtfully, and staring at him without knowing what she was thinking...

Robert, “…”

Fred, George, you have done me a disservice!

I don’t know what the purpose of the group of Gallic witches was. They seemed to have added love potion to the lit incense. Where did the curious little wizards invited to Hogwarts pass by such a formation and inhale the aroma? After that, without any surprise, they were hit one by one.

Several guys with spermatozoa were chasing the girl and running "hey hey hey". As for the result, who knows.

But thinking about it, it would be pretty miserable.

The party didn't last long at all. There were no drinks or cakes. It seemed that they were just here to test the talents of the little wizards at Hogwarts. In less than an hour, the girls left Hogwart one after another. The little wizards in Ci were reluctantly asked to leave the carriage by the President of the Student Union.

Because many little wizards were tricked, in order to protect the safety of the girls, the prefects discussed it and let them live in the prefects' carriages, and the male and female prefects stayed in separate classes to keep vigil together.

As a result, in the middle of the night, the prefects discovered that the little wizards who had not been attacked seemed to be in danger, so they set aside part of the land for them.

So now the entire box is in such a mess that no one can leave.

Many people have not yet woken up, lying on the ground with their arms and legs splayed, drooling freely, and there is a faint smell of foot odor.

"Let's go out, the smell here is too bad." Robert suggested.

Hermione nodded, "What happened last night? Why do you feel like there are so many more people?"

Robert laughed at this.

Last night, he stayed up for the first half of the night, preparing to rely on meditation and spend the night leaning against the wall.

However, when he finished meditating, wonderful things began.

To put it simply, the prefects caught at least six wizards who couldn't control their legs in one night. They always wanted to run back to Gaul on the speed train and shouted out what they were thinking without hesitation.

"The one named Furong is really beautiful!"

"More beautiful than all the witches at Hogwarts!"

"Like a woodland nymph!"

"I really envy the wizard of Beauxbatons for having such a beautiful beauty accompanying him..."

"Ah! If I can have such a beautiful girlfriend, I won't hesitate even if my life span is shortened!"

After Robert finished meditating, he heard a noise and slipped out just in time to take a look. He helped others tie up the hands and feet of those naughty children, and stood happily watching them twist themselves into various shapes, just to be able to get out of the carriage. Leave the door and return to the carriage.

But it was suppressed.

I wanted to run away and asked the prefects if they had any wands in their hands?

Several Slytherin seniors had gloomy faces and kept moving their hands, and quickly prepared a batch of antidotes, which made most of the wizards calm down.

As for the few people, these guys probably not only went to the sorority venue, but also went to the girl's private room. And there was no need to think about what was in the private room. They were a group of people who dared to light the love potion directly in the hall. The fierce woman!

It’s definitely a collector’s version of the love potion, and may even be a personal use that has been passed down for generations and perfected over time!

Okay, just kidding, the girl just made a bad joke, but it's true that the wizards at Hogwarts can't control themselves.

What is impressive is that Beauxbatons is indeed a school where the master of alchemy serves as a professor. The effect time of those witches' potions is very well controlled. Early the next morning, all the little wizards affected by the potions began to recover one after another. It's normal.

But they still remember what happened last night, the way they desperately wanted to see the beautiful woman, which made them all ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in!

"Compared to curses, love potions are just embarrassing." A Ravenclaw prefect said, "And we are at high altitude, no one is watching, and the situation is still under control."

"But they will definitely whisper in private!" Li slapped the table, looking very annoyed, "Then while whispering, he glanced at us with contempt. If even one person said it, no need One day, the entire gathering will know how ugly Hogwarts is at the sorority party!"

Slytherin's prefect had a gloomy face, "This is not the most important thing. If they publicize it, then we will have to participate in every school's invitation, and other schools will be prepared if they are prepared." It’s not malicious, and it’s hard to say whether our school will be as embarrassed as this time.”

"Maybe they will be cursed." Slytherin's female prefect also had a gloomy expression. "It's really troublesome. Professor Flitwick shouldn't agree to associate with them!"

"Asshole! Apologize to Professor Flitwick!" The four Ravenclaw prefects stood up and glared at the Slytherin female prefect.

The other party snorted softly, raised his head, and looked at them.

The atmosphere on both sides suddenly became tense.