I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Crossing the English Channel, the cruise ship arrives in France from England.

Pyrenees.

This is the natural border between France and Spain, and Beauxbaton Castle surrounded by mountainous landscapes is located in it, using magic to build a paradise.

If you ask British wizards which is the best wizarding school in the world, they will tell you Hogwarts without hesitation.

If you ask a French wizard, they'll tell you that the Englishman is farting, and that Beauxbatons is the best school for wizardry.

The magnificent and romantic castle is the favorite French palace of the French, and the magically constructed gardens and fountains surround the school.

A breeze blows, and there may be nymphs singing in the garden.

"Professor, why are we here?"

John was a little depressed, and Dumbledore said to take him to Nicole Flamel.

As a result, when he arrived, he first went to the Paris Opera House to listen to a touching opera with John, and then went to the lady's hat shop to buy himself a favorite lady's hat.

This is their third stop in France, Beauxbaton Castle, which is also a magic school in France.

Dumbledore smiled at John and said, "John, it is true that the pursuit of knowledge cannot be stopped, but we are on vacation now."

Walking into the gate of Beauxbatons' school, in the garden, the tall women seemed to be the female version of Hagrid.

"Dumbledore."

Olim Maxim.

The current principal of Beauxbatons.

She had an olive face, large dark, watery eyes, and her hair was combed back.

She was wrapped from head to toe in black satin, and adorned with rich opals.

Like a big dame.

She held out her hand, and Dumbledore went up to kiss the back of it very naturally.

Despite her bulk, her manners are graceful.

"Ms. Maxim, thank you very much for allowing my students to come here."

Dumbledore was tall enough, but still not enough to look in front of Ms. Maxim.

Hearing his words, Ms. Maxim looked down at John over there.

She spoke English, but with a French accent, "Dumbledore, Nicole Flamel is the school director of Beauxbatons, and I will not refuse his request."

Dumbledore smiled, and the two seemed to be playing charades.

John was bewildered.

At this time, Ms. Maxim came to John. She looked at John's decent little suit with a little satisfaction in her eyes.

"Now, you may have to make some changes."

She took out her wand and tapped lightly on John.

John noticed the change and looked down, his clothes had changed.

The suit turned into a light blue robe, and on the chest, there was a pattern of two golden wands crossed, with three stars emerging from each.

One click to change clothes, John was a little dazed.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, bringing John back from his stupor.

"John Wick, from now on, you will spend this holiday at Beauxbatons as a temporary Hogwarts exchange student."

This old man, who likes to eat sweets so much that he is tired of cockroach piles, has a scheming smile on his face.

Only then did John know that he had been cheated by the old bee.

It was agreed to find Nicole Flamel, but in the end he became an exchange student.

"Oops, I'm a stand-in."

John yelled in his heart that it was not good. Could it be that Dumbledore found himself learning black magic and wanted to expel himself from Hogwarts?

Do you want to be so desperate.

He has subconsciously forgotten the word "temporary" mentioned by Dumbledore, and now he is panicked.

"Professor, if you are dissatisfied with what I did, please speak up." John wanted to cry but had no tears.

Dumbledore blinked, touched John's shoulder, and said mysteriously: "John, every magic school is full of mysteries, you can discover and find them through your observant eyes, and you can also enjoy Booth Barton's Gardens and Fountain, my old friend loved it."

These words seem to imply something about John, Dumbledore whispered: "Don't worry, Hogwarts will not expel the little wizard because of his curiosity about magic."

Well, these words let John finally not have to worry about being fired.

He was brought into Beauxbaton by Ms. Maxim, where he will have a two-month exchange student career.

It is impossible for Ms. Maxim to personally lead a student, even if this student is sent by the greatest wizard of this century, Dumbledore.

It just so happens that there is a student in the school who needs to be in the school temporarily.

John got help from a girl.

Her name was Fleur Delacour, and she was a beautiful girl, three years older than John.

The slim Furong is not as beautiful as a mortal.

She has a slender figure, with an elegant aura, she walks as if floating on the ground, and her whole body seems to emit a faint silver light.

She has waist-length silver hair, big blue eyes, and perfect white teeth.

When she walked in front of John, John came back to his senses.

He searched around in his mind, and felt that there was only one word that could be used to describe this girl.

"It's really brin bling, it's like adding duang."

He spoke very sincerely, but Fu Rong was dumbfounded.

What is called brin brin is the same as what is called duang.

If she knew the classic saying of Jack Cheng, the developer of the furniture city field, she might know that it was the same as adding special effects to praise her beauty.

In fact, John was also very curious, because he really saw a silver light surrounding Fleur.

This girl seems to have some other kind of blood, just like his fire dragon blood.

"Hello, my name is John Wick. You can call me John."

John stretched out his hand, and Fleur also had a good impression of this good-looking boy.

With a light grip of the little hand, it will be separated with one touch.

John didn't feel too much emotion, he was staring curiously at the twelve huge winged horses.

"This is a rune horse, raised by Ms. Maxim." Fleur introduced it to John.

John stared at the twelve horses, but there was only one thought in his mind.

"We have to find a way to get some materials from these horses."

As soon as he entered school, John set his sights on other people's horses.

If Ms. Maxim knew that she had lured wolves into the house, even if Nicole Flamel came over in person, she would not let this guy into the school.

John was very concerned about Dumbledore's words, and his mind moved.

Hogwarts has a Room of Requirement, and as Beauxbatons, who exists opposite to it, the probability of not having such a place is extremely low.

And Nicole Flamel, as the school manager of Beauxbatons, was a former student of the school.

Does John remember Dumbledore saying that he took himself to find Nicole Flamel.

He didn't think Dumbledore would break his promise, either Nicole Flamel was in Beauxbatons, or there was something related to Nicole Flamel here.

No matter which one, as a master of alchemy, if you can get or see it, you will definitely benefit a lot.

Thinking of this, John cheered up.

Isn't it just another place to continue the night tour? It's not like I haven't done it before.

So he found Fu Rong shyly, and asked with a harmless smile, "Do you know if there is a restricted book area or something like that here?"

Fu Rong was even more confused about the brain circuit of this little wizard from England. Restricted section?you ask me?

This was Beauxbatons, not Hogwarts, and they weren't going to let the Restricted Section hang out there.

So John got the answer he expected.

Yes, but don't even think about it.

Well, John had no choice but to be a stranger in a foreign land alone. At night, he put on a level 4 disillusionment spell and started a night tour in Beauxbatons.

I heard that there were rumors of Beauxbaton being haunted during that time, and there was always a wandering footstep in the middle of the night, but no one was there. Even the professor himself came and found nothing unusual.

Someone once saw a ghost lying on the ground looking for something near the Fountain of the Lemay couple. He was as pale as a vampire who had been hanged upside down for three days.

The Beauxbaton student was so frightened that he hid in the dormitory for several days, filling the window with garlic.