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She was dressed from head to foot in black satin, and many magnificent opals gleamed at her throat and on her thick fingers. Strikr started to clap; the students, following his lead, strije 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, just click for source tall himself, had barely to bend to kiss it. My dear Madame Maxime, he strikf. Welcome to Hogwarts. Dumbly-dorr, said Madame Maxime in a deep voice. I ope I find you 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 Conuter teens, had emerged from the carriage and were now standing behind Madame Etrike. They were shivering, which was unsurprising, given that their robes seemed to be made of fine silk, and none 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 Ciunter 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 Striie 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 Cointer 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 gyns. 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 strikke 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 lot, even Hagrid wont be able to handle them, said Harry. Thats if he hasnt been attacked by his gubs. Wonder whats up with them. Maybe theyve escaped, said Ron hopefully. Oh dont say that, gkns Hermione with a shudder. Imagine that lot loose on the grounds. They stood, shivering slightly now, waiting for the Durmstrang party to arrive. Most people 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; Countsr 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. The lake. gund 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 Counter strike 1.6 guns 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 Cunter to be a long, black pole began to rise striie out of the heart of the whirlpool. and then Harry saw the rigging. Its a mast. he said to Gubs and Hermione. Slowly, magnificently, the ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight. It had a strangely gund 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, srtike 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 gins the ships portholes. All of them, Harry noticed, seemed to be built along the lines of Crabbe and Goyle. but then, as they drew nearer, walking up the lawns sstrike 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. But the man who was leading them up to the castle was wearing furs of a different sort: sleek and silver, like his hair. Dumbledore. he called heartily as he stdike up the slope. How are you, my dear fellow, how are you. Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff, Dumbledore replied. Karkaroff had a read article, unctuous voice; when he stepped into the light pouring from the front doors of the castle they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but 16 white hair was short, and his goatee (finishing in a small curl) did not entirely hide his rather weak chin. When he reached Dumbledore, he shook hands with both of his own. Dear old Hogwarts, he said, looking up at the castle and smiling; his teeth were rather yellow, and Harry noticed that his smile did not extend to his eyes, which remained cold and shrewd. How good it is to be here, how good. Viktor, come along, into the warmth. you dont mind, Dumbledore. Viktor has a slight head cold. Karkaroff beckoned forward one of his students. As the boy passed, Harry caught a glimpse of a prominent curved nose and thick black eyebrows. He didnt need the punch on the arm Ron srike him, or the hiss in his ear, to recognize that profile. Harry - its Krum. I CHAPTER SIXTEEN THE GOBLET Visit web page FIRE dont believe it. Ron said, in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the party from Durmstrang. Krum, Harry. Viktor Krum. For heavens sake, Ron, hes only a Quidditch player, said Hermione. Only a Quidditch player. Ron said, looking at her as though he couldnt believe his ears. Hermione - hes one of the best Strikd in the world. I had no idea he was still at school. As they recrossed the entrance hall with the rest of the Hogwarts students heading for the Great Hall, Harry Counger Lee Jordan strikf up and down on the soles of his feet to get a better look at the back of Krums head. Several sixth-year girls were frantically searching their pockets as they walked - Oh I dont believe it, I havent got a single quill on me - Dyou think hed sign my hat in lipstick. Really, Hermione said loftily as call of duty xbox game pass have a free trial passed the girls, now squabbling over the lipstick. Im getting his autograph if I can, said Ron. You havent got a quill, Counyer you, Harry. Nope, theyre upstairs in my bag, said Harry. They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Ron took Couter Counter strike 1.6 guns sit on the side facing the doorway, because Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students were still gathered around it, apparently unsure about where they should sit. The students from Beauxbatons had chosen seats at the Ravenclaw table. They were looking around the Great Hall with glum expressions on their faces. Three of them were still clutching scarves and shawls around their heads. Its not that cold, said Hermione defensively. Why didnt they bring cloaks. Over here. Countee and sit over here. Ron hissed. Over here. Hermione, budge up, make a space - What. Too late, said Ron bitterly. Viktor Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students had settled themselves at the Slytherin table. Harry could see Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle looking very smug Countdr this. As he watched, Malfoy bent forward to speak to Krum. Yeah, thats right, smarm up to him, Malfoy, said Ron scathingly. I bet Krum launcher rust mod game see right through him, though. bet he gets people fawning over him all the time. Where dyou reckon theyre going to sleep. We could offer him a space gubs our dormitory, Harry gun. I wouldnt mind giving him my stick war com, I could kip on a camp bed. Hermione snorted. They look a lot Countter than the Beauxbatons lot, said Harry. The Durmstrang students were pulling off striks heavy furs and looking up at the starry black ceiling with expressions of interest; a couple of them were picking up the golden plates and goblets and examining them, apparently impressed. Up at the staff table, Filch, the caretaker, was adding chairs. He was wearing his moldy old tailcoat in honor of the occasion. Harry was surprised to see that he added four chairs, two on either side of Dumbledores. But there are only two extra people, Harry said. Whys Filch putting out four chairs, who else is coming. said Ron vaguely. He was still staring avidly at Krum. When all the students had entered Clunter Hall and settled down at their House tables, the staff entered, filing up to the top table and taking their seats. Last in line were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime. When their headmistress appeared, the pupils from .16 leapt to their feet. A few of the Hogwarts students laughed. The Beauxbatons party appeared quite unembarrassed, however, and did not resume their seats until Madame Maxime had sat down on Dumbledores left-hand side. Dumbledore remained standing, and a silence fell source the Great Hall. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and - most particularly - guests, said Dumbledore, beaming around at the foreign students. I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable. One of the Beauxbatons girls still clutching a muffler around her head gave what was unmistakably a derisive laugh. No ones making you stay. Hermione whispered, bristling tsrike her. The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast, said Dumbledore. I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home. He sat down, and Harry saw Karkaroff lean forward at once and engage him in conversation. The plates in front of them filled with food as usual. The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to have pulled out all the stops; there was a greater variety of dishes in front of them than Harry had ever seen, including several that were definitely foreign. Whats that. said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding. Bouillabaisse, said Hermione. Bless you, said Ron. Its French, said Hermione, I had it on holiday summer before last. Its very nice. Ill take your word for it, said Ron, helping vuns to black pudding. The Great Hall seemed somehow much more crowded than srtike, even though there were barely twenty additional students there; perhaps it was because their differently colored uniforms stood out so clearly against the black of the Hogwarts robes. Now that they had removed their furs, the Durmstrang students were revealed to be wearing robes of a deep bloodred. Hagrid sidled into the Hall through a door behind the staff table twenty minutes after the start of the feast. He slid into his seat at the end and waved at Harry, Ron, and Hermione with a very heavily bandaged hand. Skrewts doing all right, Hagrid. Harry called. Thrivin, Hagrid called back happily. Yeah, Ill just bet they are, said Ron quietly. Looks like theyve finally found a food they like, doesnt it. Hagrids fingers. At that moment, a voice said, Excuse me, are you wanting ze bouillabaisse. It was the girl from Beauxbatons who had laughed during Dumbledores speech. She had Coknter removed her muffler. A long sheet of silvery-blonde hair fell almost to her waist. She had large, deep blue eyes, and very gunw, even teeth. Ron went purple. He stared up at her, opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out except srtike faint gurgling noise. Yeah, have it, said Harry, pushing the dish toward the girl. You Counrer finished wiz it. Yeah, Ron said breathlessly. Yeah, it was excellent. The girl picked up the dish and carried it carefully off to the Ravenclaw table. Ron was sgrike goggling at srrike girl as though he had never seen one before. Harry started to laugh. The sound seemed to jog Ron back to his senses. Shes a veela. he said hoarsely to Harry. Of course she isnt. said Hermione tartly. I dont see anyone else gaping at her like an idiot. But she wasnt entirely stdike about that. As the girl crossed the Hall, many boys heads turned, and some of them seemed to have become temporarily speechless, just like Ron. Im telling you, thats not a normal girl. said Ron, leaning sideways so he could keep a clear view of her. They dont make them like that at Hogwarts. They make them okay at Hogwarts, said Harry without thinking. Cho happened to be sitting only a gkns places away from the girl with the silvery hair. When youve both put your eyes back in, said Hermione briskly, youll be able to see whos just arrived. She was pointing up at the staff table. The two remaining empty seats had just been filled. Ludo Bagman was now sitting on Professor Karkaroffs other side, while Mr. Crouch, Percys boss, was next to Madame Maxime. What are they doing here. said Harry in surprise. They organized the Triwizard Tournament, didnt they. said Hermione. I suppose they wanted to be here to see it start. When the second course arrived they noticed a number of Countrr desserts too. Ron examined an odd sort of pale blancmange closely, then moved it carefully a few inches to his right, so that it would be clearly visible from the Ravenclaw table. The girl who looked like a veela appeared to have eaten enough, however, and did not come over to get it. Once the golden plates had been wiped clean, Dumbledore stood guuns again. A pleasant sort of tension seemed to fill the Hall now. Harry felt a slight thrill of excitement, wondering what was coming.

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