Chapter 292

Klein's "presumptuous" smile soon attracted the attention of Mrs. Maxim and the busbarton students.

Many eyes focused on himself. He was stunned and looked back in doubt.

"Hehe, this interesting young man is..."

Mrs. Maxim blinked and spoke with interest.

"Klein, come and say hello."

Dumbledore showed a helpless expression on his face and waved to Klein behind him.

"Oh."

I've known for a long time. I've controlled the expression below.

Klein moved and came to Dumbledore honestly.

"I'm Klein Ville Greenwald. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Maxim."

Mrs. Maxim was so tall that Klein had to talk to her with his head up.

"Are you the grindworth?"

A little surprise flashed across Mrs. Maxim's face.

Behind her, the students of busbarton also showed a curious look.

Is this the first-class Merlin medal winner, the Quidditch genius who swept the world cup?

At the moment of identification, Klein's eyes seemed more fiery.

"If there's no one else, then I think I'm the" Greenwald. "

Klein spread his hand.

Dumbledore looked and put his big hand on Klein's shoulder.

"The child is still young and not sensible. Please forgive me, Mrs. Maxim."

"Nothing."

After looking at Klein carefully, Mrs. Maxim did not blame Klein for his previous impoliteness.

"Yes, I'm still young..."

Klein turned his head and gave Dumbledore a funny look.

When something happens, it's KRA a dream. When nothing happens, it's when the child is still young.

Old man, I really have you!

"Cough."

Feeling Klein's eyes, Dumbledore coughed twice and deliberately changed the topic.

"Mrs. maxim, are you going to warm up the castle, or?"

These foreign students seem to underestimate the weather in Britain. He feels cold when he looks at the thin layer.

Mrs. Maxim looked back at the student who had frozen into a chicken.

"Kakarov, haven't they arrived yet?"

"No."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"They should have something wrong on the road. It may take a while."

"In that case, let's warm up in the castle."

Mrs. Maxim was relieved, but in a flash she seemed to think of something.

"And those horses..."

"Our" magic biology protection "professor will take good care of the horses. Please rest assured."

With a relaxed smile, Dumbledore reached out and invited.

"Please."

"Please tell the professor that you must be careful. Those horses have a strong temper. In addition, they only eat the finest forage and drink old whisky..."

Mrs. maxim is still a little worried.

Obviously, she doesn't think any professor of "magical biological protection" will have the ability to deal with so many tall horses at the same time.

"Well, I will."

Dumbledore nodded and turned to Klein.

"Klein, please take busbarton's friends to the auditorium first."

"Me?"

Klein was stunned and met Dumbledore's eyes. He seemed to suddenly think of something and nodded gently.

"Yes, Mr. principal."

It seems that the old man also knew that he didn't deal with demstrom (Victor Krum), so he deliberately separated him to avoid embarrassment.

Um

To avoid embarrassment.

"That's a good calculation ~"

Klein's heart was filled with disgust. He walked through the road that the little wizards took the initiative to make way, and led the teachers and students of busbarton to the ancient castle.

Along the way, Mrs. Maxim talked very happily and talked almost all the time.

"You did a good job in the Quidditch World Cup. You've rarely seen such a human child now."

"I've practiced the" Shenwei mantra ". It's a great mantra. I often say to my students that they must be modest and make progress. With you as an example, their complacency has subsided a lot."

"What I appreciate most is your treatment of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Those ideas are really incredible!"

Although Mrs. maxim is tall, she is a lady with extensive knowledge and elegant conversation.

Unlike Dumbledore, she also has a strong personal charm.

Klein from the beginning of the polite welcome, to the end also put down his alienation and seriously talked with the lady.

Potions, magical animals, spells, art, history of magic, Quidditch

Walking and chatting all the way, the road from Hogwarts Castle doesn't seem long.

The students of busbarton, look at me and I'll look at you.

Decisively chose to be a wooden man.

it is beyond logic and above reason.

It was the first time they had seen Mrs. Maxim treat foreign students so kindly.

"Worthy of being Dumbledore's proud disciple, great!"

What is a treasure boy?

This is the treasure boy!

Mrs. Maxim's eyes lit up.

If only their school had an all-round genius like Klein!

"Madam, you flatter me."

Klein smiled, pushed open the castle gate and extended his hand to invite.

"Please."

......

Strange noises floated from the darkness, mixed with roars and inspirations, like a huge monster lurking at the bottom of the lake.

After a while, the lake stirred up!

A big bubble appeared in the middle of the lake, and the waves hit the muddy shore.

Then, a vortex appeared in the center of the lake, like a piston just pulled out of the bottom of the lake

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sailboat emerged from the bottom, first the mast, then the sail rope

"Coming!"

The little wizards stared at everything in front of them curiously.

In their sight, a ship floated up from the bottom of the lake.

The ship glittered with a strange magic light in the moonlight. It looks very strange and its skeleton is jagged, like a repaired waste ship. The dim candle flickered in the porthole like a ghost's eye.

Finally, a huge sound of drainage came out, the ship completely emerged and began to sail towards the shore.

The little wizards heard the splash of the anchor being thrown into the shallow and the thump of spreading the board ashore.

The people on board came down, each very tall.

The demstrom students wore dark uniforms and fur cloaks.

The head of the old man, is coquettish, wearing a silver fur cloak, the same color as his hair.

"Igor, my friends, welcome."

Dumbledore opened his arms and gave an old man in a silver cloak a hug.

"Hello, Dumbledore. Nice to meet you!"

Igor Kakarov also looked very happy.

He walked around and found someone he didn't expect. He couldn't help shaking his chin mustache and asked.

"So, where is our Greenwood?"