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Follow me, please, said Professor McGonagall. First years in front. no pushing. They filed down the steps and lined up in front of the castle. It was a cold, clear evening; dusk was falling and a pale, transparent-looking moon was already shining over the Forbidden Forest. Harry, standing between Ron and Hermione in the fourth row from the front, saw Dennis Creevey positively shivering with anticipation among the other first years. Nearly six, said Ron, checking his watch and then staring down the drive that led to the front gates. How dyou reckon theyre coming. The train. I doubt it, said Hermione. How, then. Broomsticks. Harry suggested, looking up at the starry sky. I dont think so. not from that far away. A Portkey. Ron suggested. Or they could Apparate - maybe youre allowed to do it under seventeen wherever they come from. You cant Apparate inside the Hogwarts grounds, how often do I have to tell you. said Hermione impatiently. They scanned the darkening grounds excitedly, but nothing was moving; everything was still, silent, and quite as usual. Harry was starting to feel cold. He wished theyd hurry up. Maybe the foreign students were preparing a dramatic entrance. He remembered what Mr. Weasley had said back at the campsite before the Quidditch World Cup: always the same - we cant resist showing off when we get together. And then Dumbledore called out from the back row where he stood with the other teachers - Aha. Unless I am very much mistaken, the delegation from Beauxbatons approaches. Where. said many students eagerly, all looking in different directions. There. yelled a sixth year, pointing over the forest. Something large, much larger than a broomstick - or, indeed, a hundred broomsticks - was hurtling across the deep blue sky toward the castle, growing larger all the time. Its a dragon. shrieked one of the first years, losing her head completely. Dont be stupid. its a flying house. said Dennis Creevey. Denniss guess was closer. As the gigantic black shape skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and the lights shining from the castle windows hit it, they saw a gigantic, powder-blue, horse-drawn carriage, the size of a large house, soaring toward them, pulled through the air by a dozen winged horses, all palominos, and each the size of an elephant. The front three rows of students drew backward as the carriage hurtled ever lower, coming in to land at a tremendous speed - then, with an almighty crash that made Neville jump backward onto a Slytherin fifth years foot, the horses hooves, larger than dinner plates, hit the ground. A second later, the carriage landed too, bouncing upon its vast wheels, while the golden horses tossed their enormous heads and rolled large, fiery red eyes. Harry just had time to see that the door of the carriage bore a coat of arms (two crossed, golden wands, each emitting three stars) before it opened. A boy in pale blue robes jumped down from the carriage, bent forward, fumbled for a moment with something on the carriage floor, and unfolded a set of golden steps. He sprang back respectfully. Then Harry saw a shining, high-heeled black shoe emerging from the inside of the carriage - a shoe the size of a childs sled - followed, almost immediately, by the largest woman he had ever seen in his life. The size of the carriage, and of the horses, was immediately explained. A few people gasped. Harry had only ever seen one pc 2 download as large as this woman in his life, and that was Hagrid; he doubted whether there was an inch difference in their heights. Yet somehow - maybe simply because he was used to Hagrid - this woman (now at the foot of the steps, and looking around at the waiting, wide-eyed crowd) seemed even more unnaturally large. As she stepped into the light flooding from the entrance hall, she was revealed to have a handsome, olive-skinned face; large, black, liquid-looking eyes; and a rather beaky nose. Her hair was drawn back in a shining knob at the base of her neck. She was dressed from head to foot in black satin, and many magnificent opals gleamed at her throat and on her thick fingers. Dumbledore started to clap; the students, following his lead, broke into applause too, many of them standing on tiptoe, the better to look at this woman. Her face relaxed into a gracious smile and she walked forward toward Dumbledore, extending a glittering hand. Dumbledore, though tall himself, had barely to bend to kiss it. My dear Madame Maxime, he said. Welcome to Hogwarts. Dumbly-dorr, said Madame Maxime in a deep voice. I ope I find Pubg game language order well. In excellent form, I thank you, said Dumbledore. My pupils, said Madame Maxime, waving one of her enormous hands carelessly behind her. Harry, whose attention had been focused completely upon Madame Maxime, now noticed that about a dozen boys and girls, all, by the look of them, in their late teens, had emerged from the carriage and were now standing behind Madame Maxime. They were shivering, which was unsurprising, given that their robes seemed to be made of fine silk, and Pubg game language order of them were wearing cloaks. A few had wrapped scarves and shawls around their heads. From what Harry could see of them (they were standing in Madame Maximes enormous shadow), they were staring up at Hogwarts with apprehensive looks on their faces. As Karkaroff arrived yet. Madame Maxime asked. He should be here any moment, said Dumbledore. Would you like to wait here and greet him or would you prefer to step inside and warm up a trifle. Warm up, I think, said Madame Maxime. But ze orses - Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be delighted to take care of them, said Dumbledore, the moment he has returned from dealing with a slight situation that has arisen with some of his other - er - charges. Skrewts, Ron muttered to Harry, grinning. My steeds require - er - forceful andling, said Madame Maxime, looking as though she doubted whether any Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts could be up to the job. Zey are very strong. I assure you that Hagrid will be well up to the job, said Dumbledore, smiling. Very well, said Madame Maxime, bowing slightly. Will you please inform zis Agrid zat ze orses drink only single-malt whiskey. It will be attended to, said Dumbledore, also bowing. Come, said Madame Maxime imperiously to her students, and the Hogwarts crowd parted to allow her and her students to pass up the stone steps. How big dyou reckon Durmstrangs horses are going to be. Seamus Finnigan said, leaning around Lavender and Parvati to address Harry and Ron. Well, if theyre any bigger than this click here, even Hagrid wont be able to handle them, said Harry. Thats if he hasnt been attacked by his skrewts. Wonder whats up with them. Maybe theyve escaped, said Ron hopefully. Oh dont say that, said Hermione with a shudder. Imagine that lot loose on the grounds. They stood, shivering slightly now, waiting for the Durmstrang party to arrive. Most just click for source were gazing hopefully up at the sky. For a few minutes, the silence was broken only by Madame Maximes huge horses snorting and stamping. But then - Can you hear something. said Ron suddenly. Harry listened; a loud and oddly eerie noise was drifting toward them from out of the darkness: a muffled rumbling and sucking sound, as though an immense vacuum cleaner were moving along a riverbed. Just click for source lake. yelled Lee Jordan, pointing down at it. Look at the lake. From their position at the top of the lawns overlooking the grounds, they had a clear view of the smooth black surface of the water - except that the surface was suddenly not smooth at all. Some disturbance was taking place deep in the center; great bubbles were forming on the surface, waves were now washing over the muddy banks - and then, out in the very middle of the lake, a whirlpool appeared, as if a giant plug had just been pulled out of the lakes floor. What seemed to be a long, black pole began to rise slowly out of the heart of the whirlpool. and then Harry saw the rigging. Its a mast. he said to Ron and Hermione. Slowly, magnificently, the ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight. It had a strangely skeletal look about it, as though it were a resurrected wreck, and the dim, misty lights shimmering at its portholes looked like ghostly eyes. Finally, with a great sloshing noise, the ship emerged entirely, bobbing on the turbulent water, and began to glide toward the bank. A few moments later, they heard the splash of an anchor being thrown down in the shallows, and the thud of a plank being lowered onto the bank. People were disembarking; they could see their silhouettes passing the lights in the ships portholes. All of them, Harry noticed, seemed to be built along the lines of Crabbe and Goyle. but then, source they drew nearer, walking up the lawns into the light streaming from the entrance hall, he saw that their bulk was really due to the fact that they were wearing cloaks of some kind of shaggy, matted fur.
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As her friend ushered her through the door, Cho looked back and waved at Harry. Well, I think that went quite well, said Hermione happily, as she, Harry, and Ron walked out of the Hogs Head into the bright sunlight a few moments later, Harry and Ron still clutching their bottles of butterbeer. That Zacharias blokes a wart, said Ron, who was glowering after the figure of Smith just discernible in the distance. I dont like him much either, admitted Hermione, but he overheard me talking to Ernie and Hannah at the Hufflepuff table and he seemed really interested in coming, so what could I say. But the more people the better really - I mean, Michael Corner and his friends wouldnt have come if he hadnt been going out with Ginny - Ron, who had been draining the last few drops from his butterbeer bottle, gagged and sprayed butterbeer down his front. Hes WHAT. said Ron, outraged, his ears now resembling curls of raw beef. Shes going out with - my sisters going - what dyou mean, Michael Corner. Well, thats why he and his friends came, I think - well, theyre obviously interested in learning Defense, but if Ginny hadnt told Michael what was going on - When did this - when did she -. They met at the Yule Ball and they got together at the end of last year, said Hermione composedly. They had turned into the High Street and she paused outside Scrivenshafts Quill Shop, where there was a handsome display of pheasant-feather quills in the window. Hmm. I could do with a new quill. She turned into the shop. Harry and Ron followed her. Which one was Michael Corner. Ron demanded furiously. The dark one, said Hermione. I didnt like him, said Ron at once. Big surprise, said Hermione under her breath. But, said Ron, following Hermione along a row of quills in copper pots, I thought Ginny fancied Harry. Hermione looked at him rather pityingly and shook her head. Ginny used to fancy Harry, but she gave up on him months ago. Not that she doesnt like you, of course, she added kindly to Harry while she examined a long black-and-gold quill. Harry, whose head was still full of Chos parting wave, did not find this subject quite as interesting as Ron, who was positively quivering with indignation, but it did bring something home to him that until now he had not really registered. So thats why she talks now. he asked Hermione. She never used to talk in front of me. Exactly, said Hermione. Yes, I think Ill have this one. She went up to the counter and handed over fifteen Sickles and two Knuts, Ron still breathing down her neck. Ron, she said severely as she turned and trod on his feet, this is exactly why Ginny hasnt told you shes seeing Michael, she knew youd take it badly. So dont harp on about it, for heavens sake. What dyou mean, whos taking anything badly. Im not going to harp on about anything. Ron continued to chunter under his breath all the way down the street. Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry and then said in an undertone, while Ron was muttering imprecations about Michael Corner, And talking about Michael and Ginny. what about Cho and you. What dyou mean. said Harry quickly. It was as though boiling water was rising rapidly inside him; a burning sensation that was causing his face to smart in the cold - had he been that obvious. Well, said Hermione, smiling slightly, she just couldnt keep her eyes off you, could she. Harry had never before appreciated just how beautiful the village of Hogsmeade was. H CHAPTER SEVENTEEN EDUCATIONAL DECREE NUMBER TWENTYFOUR arry felt happier for the rest of the weekend than he had done all term. 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