Chapter 358: Ugadu and Ilvermorny

Hearing the shout, the little wizards all looked up at the sky, looking for any unusual signs in the sky.

Faintly, a group of black dots appeared on the horizon and flew over rapidly.

However, the distance was too far, and the sky was beginning to darken, so the little wizards could not see clearly and could only make wild guesses excitedly.

"What are those? Why are they falling so fast?"

"Could it be some magical animal that I have never seen before? Or some magical plant?"

The black spots in the sky became clearer and clearer, and gradually everyone could see clearly what those things were.

They are not magical animals at all, but people wrapped tightly.

"Oh my god, can they fly or something? I don't see any broomsticks."

Just as the little wizards were talking, white parachutes opened behind the black spots, then they suddenly slowed down and slowly flew towards Hogwarts Castle.

"OMG, what did I see!" Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff screamed at the top of his lungs.

Born into a Muggle family, he knew all too well about things in the sky.

"Those are all parachutes! Could it be that the Muggle army has come to suppress the wizards?!"

At this moment, his face was full of panic, and he didn't look excited at all.

Justin's words were like a bomb, making all the little wizards panic.

"It's really a parachute. I've seen it in a movie. It can't be the military, right?"

"What are you afraid of? With so many professors here, we are not afraid even if the army comes."

Just then, Sebastian's gentle voice sounded: "Don't worry, these are friends of Vagadou."

Wagadu?

That magic school in Africa?

Using a Muggle parachute?!

So how did they get here? Did they take invisible planes?

This way of appearing is too un-magical!

But, it looks cool.

The young wizards looked at each other, but were silent for only a moment before they started discussing heatedly again.

Listening to the students' discussion, Sebastian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wow, this is the top five competition of I am a special forces soldier.

After all, only the special forces among Muggles would dare to go rappelling in such dim light. It's really thrilling.

Fortunately, the people from Beauxbatons haven't arrived yet, otherwise the twelve Pegasus would encounter these paratroopers and there might be some air traffic accidents.

I have to say that this kind of divine soldier's sudden appearance from the sky is indeed eye-catching.

Babajide Akinbade, the principal of Ouagadu, is quite good at organizing things. I wonder how long he has been training these students.

No wonder this summer, the Swan Alchemy branch in Africa received an order to modify an aircraft, requiring it to be both silent and invisible.

I felt that I had already thought of doing this at that time.

Thinking of this, Sebastian stretched out his wand and released balls of light, neatly surrounding the open space in front of the castle and pointing out the direction for the teachers and students of Vagado who were landing, so that they would not lose sight and fly into the Black Lake.

However, Sebastian was obviously overthinking it. The teachers and students of Vagado dared to do this, which showed that they were well prepared.

They landed precisely on the open space in front of the castle and folded up their parachutes behind them.

Seeing this scene, Professor McGonagall's eyes narrowed and she said softly, "Transfiguration! These parachutes were transformed by Transfiguration."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Just from this one move, she could tell that the students of Vagadu had high attainments in Transfiguration and their strength should not be underestimated.

At this moment, Dumbledore clapped his hands and walked towards a tall wizard in the crowd with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Akinbade. Your entrance is truly eye-opening."

"Haha, I just wanted to have some fun while I was young, and the students were willing to cooperate, so I chose skydiving."

Looking at Akinbad, who was nearly seventy years old, Dumbledore stretched out his hands and shook hands with him: "You are the first school to show up. Do you want to continue waiting here for others, or go to the castle to warm up first?"

"No hurry," Akinbade said with a smile, "Please help us find a place so that we can set up the magic tent first."

"I looked up in the sky and found the open space beside the Black Lake is a good spot. Look..."

"No problem," said Dumbledore, "our Deputy Headmistress, Professor McGonagall, will be happy to take you there."

Professor McGonagall walked forward and led the teachers and students of Vagado towards the Black Lake.

As soon as the group left, a pleasant ringtone rang out on Dumbledore. He took out his magic phone, pressed the answer button, and then put it to his ear.

"Dumbledore, we're ready. Is it convenient for you?" a voice came from the phone.

"Hogwarts has opened its doors. You can come over, Gilbert."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of bright flame suddenly appeared in the open space. The flame burned more and more vigorously and began to spew out a large number of flames.

These tongues of fire twisted and swirled, taking the shapes of the four magical animals of Ilvermorny.

"Cool!" the young wizards exclaimed, watching the flames turn into a bright green.

Then, a majestic wizard walked out of the flames. It was Gilbert Fontana, the headmaster of Ilvermorny.

He was wearing a black robe and had his blond hair combed neatly. He had a unique aura and looked more like a politician than a principal.

Behind him were the students of Ilvermorny, wearing the same school uniform with the Ilvermorny emblem tattooed on the chest.

When the last student stepped firmly onto the ground of Hogwarts, Gilbert Fontana drew his wand from his cloak, waved it lightly, and threw the flames behind him into the night sky.

The flames spun and rose in the air, gradually spreading into millions of tiny and bright sparks, like a starry sky, and as gorgeous as the iron flowers among the Muggles in the East.

"Wow! So beautiful!" The little wizards of Hogwarts couldn't help themselves any longer and all cheered.

"Fred, I have an idea."

"I thought of that, George. We can imitate this and make a magic firework. It will definitely sell well."

Hearing the cheers around him, Gilbert put away his wand and walked towards Dumbledore with a big laugh.

"Albus, you don't look changed at all, we are not late."

"You are not late at all. You are the second one to arrive at the school," Dumbledore smiled and hugged the other party. "Welcome."

"Oh, who's not here yet?"

"We still have Beauxbatons and Durmstrang to go. The weather is very cold. Would you like to go into the castle to warm up or stay here and wait for them?"

"Wait a moment," said Agilbert, with his eyes shining brightly. "It's just right for my students to see how those two schools appear."

As he spoke, he directed the teachers and students of Ilvermorny to line up and stand neatly next to the Hogwarts student team.