Chapter 41 : Foreign Students

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"Hey, how'd you reckon the schools are going to get here?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"I dunno, actually," The redheaded boy frowned thoughtfully. "I don't reckon they'd use portkeys."

"Wouldn't work on Hogwarts grounds anyway," Hermione cut in.

"Maybe they can apparate in here," Ron continued. "Depends if the legal age is the same over there."

"You can't apparate into Hogwarts," Harry told him, narrowly beating Hermione.

"Maybe they're all going to fly here then," Ron guessed, feeling pretty confident with his answer.

"Honestly, Ronald, I doubt that." Hermione scoffed, rolling her eyes. "There are way too many things that could go wrong with so many students flying across such long distances, including but certainly not limited to the muggles seeing them."

"Invisibility boosters," Harry reminded her. "That's what Ron's dad did with his flying car, would've probably worked too if the charm wasn't faulty."

"Yeah," Ron quickly agreed. "I..."

"Look!" A first-year Gryffindor yelled, everyone soon started looking out of the windows to see what appeared to be perhaps a dozen gigantic horses that were the size of elephants, each equipped with their own pair of wings, flying through the air whilst pulling along a gigantic, powder-blue, horse-drawn carriage that was seemingly the size of a large house. They flew closer and closer before suddenly landing outside of the school.

"Guess they did fly here after all," Ron said snidely to Hermione.

"You were talking about flying on brooms and you know it!" Hermione glared at him.

"Ladies and gentlemen of Hogwarts," Dumbledore's voice cut off any response that Ron might have had, saving Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors from listing to another argument between the two. "I would like you all to please join me in welcoming our visiting school from France, the lovely ladies and gentlemen of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their esteemed headmistress, Madam Olympe Maxime." The doors opened to reveal several boys and girls dressed in light blue robes, walking in front of them was most definitely the largest woman that Harry had ever seen, taller than even Hagrid. She supported short black hair that ended around the middle of her neck, bright silver earrings and was covered with various different bits of shiny jewellery which seemed to match the sparkly dress that she was wearing, to top off the look she also had a large black fur coat that covered her upper body.

"Whoa," Ron breathed out. "They don't make them like that at Hogwarts," He said, staring at the Beauxbaton girls, not noticing the offended looks from the girls in hearing distance. "Whoa, check out that girl!" He hissed to Harry. "She's gotta be a veela!" He whispered in an awed voice.

"Huh?" Harry said intelligently before turning his attention to the girl that Ron had pointed to. Harry's first thought was that the blue-eyed, blonde girl was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. Tonks's beauty was unique, whilst this girl's beauty appeared to be more along the lines of perfection, looking like she had stepped out of the dreams of every teenage boy. The second thought that Harry had was one of recognition, recognising the girl from the quidditch World Cup, mostly remembering Venom saving her from a bunch of death eaters.

'You're welcome,' Venom said as if it was no big deal.

"She's alright, I guess," Harry said, turning his attention away as the new arrivals began walking towards Dumbledore.

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