v2 Chapter 548： Will it be him? (1/2)

Although he looked at Evan, Hermione didn't seem to be angry.

”Well, wait until a few of you have taken your eyes back,” she said bluntly. ”You will find that Dumbledore has come in and the party is about to begin.”

Hermione was right, and Avon turned to see the professors walking into the auditorium and strolling to the main table to sit down.

At the end are Professors Dumbledore, Professor Kakalov and Mrs. Maxim, the principals of the three magic schools.

As soon as the students of Booth Barton saw their principal appear, they quickly stood up.

Many of Hogwarts students couldn’t help but snicker about their behavior, but the representatives of Booth Barton were not at all embarrassed until Mrs. Maxim sat down on the left hand side of Dumbledore. Sit back again.

Ai Wen knows that Buss Barton is very strict in management compared to the more relaxed environment of Hogwarts.

All the professors sat down, Dumbledore stood still, and the auditorium gradually calmed down.

”Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, ghosts, and, especially, our VIPs!” said Dumbledore, looking at the foreign students with a smile. ”I welcome you with great joy.” Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here.”

Hearing the words of Dumbledore, a woman from Booth Barton made a sneer that was undoubtedly ridiculous.

She still wrapped her head in a scarf and couldn't see it.

”That guy is really annoying, and no one is forcing you to stay!” Hermione whispered.

She was obviously annoyed by the girl, and Evan hurriedly persuaded her to say a few words.

There are still many people who think like Hermione, and everyone is surprised by the behavior of the Booth Barton girl.

I don't know what kind of education they receive in school. Booth Barton is very hostile to Hogwarts.

The same was true of Ai Wen last time. If you don’t agree with each other, these French people!

As for Demstrom's students, they did not show the hostility so directly, but they did not concentrate on listening to Dumbledore's speech. They seemed to be more interested in the golden tableware on the table, wondering if they were really gold.

”Everyone, the hegemony will officially begin at the end of the banquet.” Dumbledore said, ”I invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they like at home!”

He sat down and Avon saw Kakalov immediately leaned forward and talked to him.

The next second, the plates in front of them were filled with food as usual.

The house elves in the kitchen seem to have tried their best. Everyone has never seen such a rich dish, and they are placed in front of them in a variety of ways, some of which are definitely foreign.

”What is this?” Colin asked.

He pointed to a large dish next to the chunky steak pudding, which looked like a seafood hodgepodge.

“French fish soup,” said Hermione. “It’s French. I ate it during my summer vacation last year. It tastes delicious.”

Everyone tried to give herself a little bit of hearing of her.

Only Ron hasn't moved yet, she has been staring at Furong and can't keep her eyes on it.

”Hurry and eat, Ron, it will be cold for a while!” Harry pulled him.

”Oh!” Ron replied, reluctant to regain his gaze and gave himself some black pudding.

I don't know why, the auditorium seems to be crowded more than usual, even though there are fewer than twenty students.

Perhaps it is because their uniform color uniforms are particularly prominent compared to Hogwarts' black robes.

Booth Barton’s school uniform robes are sky blue, and Demstrom is under the fur cloak, wearing a blood-red robes.

Twenty minutes after the start of the banquet, Hagrid slid into the auditorium from a door behind the faculty table.