Boothbarton's courtyard was a garden with a vertical arrangement of geometric shapes. Neatly trimmed hedges and shrubs, flat lawns and flower pots, and water sculptures were a combination of symmetry and order everywhere. Around the courtyard were two rows of giant ice sculptures of magical animals, and a gravel road was paved with monochromatic gravel.
At the end of the road was the Mise Energy Nucleus, which was as tall as a human. Although it had not yet been activated, it still refracted the sunlight and was dazzling.
Under the protection of the waist-high white carved guardrail, the wizards could not observe it closely. Not to mention, there was a conspicuous warning sign hanging on the guardrail: "Touch and you will die." The red handwriting looked bloody, and the twisted letters looked very ferocious.
What was even more intimidating were the three iron golems that surrounded the Mise energy core in a triangular formation. From time to time, they would show off their thick iron arms, effectively preventing the French wizards from ignoring the warning and getting too close.
In this courtyard, Madame Maxim, the new head of the French Ministry of Magic, surrounded it with a group of people. Compared to a few days ago when she was still the headmaster, Madame Maxim was now wrapped in a black satin dress from head to toe. Unlike the luxurious opals she used to wear as decorations, she only wore an opal brooch. Her hair was tied up behind her head, which made her look less extravagant as a headmaster, but more capable and steady as a minister.
In the arms of the mixed-blood giantess was a civet that was huge for a normal wizard, but was just right for her tall stature. This black cat with strange proportions had big blue eyes and looked very docile. There were also two similar civets lying on the shoulders of Hagrid, who was standing beside her.
Hagrid's hair was tied neatly at the back of his head. The ponytail made him look like a Frenchman. The beard on his face was trimmed to look sharp and angular. He even wore an artichoke-shaped lapel flower on his brown suit.
The new headmaster Hibiscus Chinensis's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Dracul, were also in the middle. Because of their daughter, although they had moved to the floating city, their status in France was much higher than before. There were many famous French wizards standing beside them, who were good at socializing and finding opportunities to talk to them. They were warm but respectful, and did not make them feel annoyed or annoyed.
Now, the wizard students who came out in a line before were surrounded by layers of students. Hibiscus Chinensis raised a piece of land near the Mise Energy Nucleus and turned it into a podium. The hedge that ended at the side quickly intertwined and grew into layers of stairs. She swayed gracefully as she walked up, and the voices around her disappeared without a trace.
Only Hibiscus' slightly hoarse voice could be heard in the entire area. "Today is a day worthy of being engraved in history. With the help of Principal Alan Harris, we will lift the entire Boothbarton Academy into the air … Our esteemed guest has chosen to make our Boothbarton Academy the first region to be lifted into the air. This shows his friendship and respect towards us. Welcome, Headmaster Harris. "
The area suddenly turned dark, as if it was covered by a large dark cloud. The wizards present felt that their happiness had left them. They felt cold from head to toe, and despair gradually grew … The wizards found that the group of people floating in the sky were wearing tattered cloaks and had scabbed hands with lenses. Their bodies were rotting and floating in the air.
Although everyone knew that these ferocious creatures were now very obedient under Harris's rule, they still felt a sense of oppression when they saw the Dementors closing in on them.
The civet in Mrs. Maxim's arms broke free from her arms and lightly jumped to the ground. The two on Hagrid's body followed closely behind. They let out low growls, arched their backs, and narrowed their eyes, revealing their sharp teeth.
Hagrid walked forward, opened his hands, and grabbed a civet as if it were a normal cat. He ignored the protesting cries of the civet and forcefully held it in his arms, stroking its fur from head to toe. He wanted to appease the civet. But suddenly, his arms sank. The civet split into two and bared its teeth at the same time in protest. Hagrid stroked the civet too hard. They were the animal guards of the French Ministry of Magic. Some departments would use them to guard the door because when they were angered, they would become very ferocious. When they were attacked, as long as it was not fatal, they would continue to split, and the danger level would increase exponentially.
The Dementors in the sky suddenly scattered to both sides and began to drift into the trenches around Boothbottom. This also revealed Allen Harris, who was wrapped in black smoke and floating in the air.
The head of the wizard, who was likely to become the King or Emperor of Magic, was slightly lowered. The black hood of the wizard's robe covered his head, casting a shadow on his cheeks and obscuring his facial expression. Layers of raven feather shawls and a black cloak surrounded his shoulders, but the two red gemstones surrounded by black metal wires on the cloak were like the vertical pupils of a dragon, constantly looking at the surrounding environment.
Hibiscus Chinensis had an elegant smile on her face as she twirled the diamond ring on her index finger. Today, before she came over, she saw him forcing the Dementors to practice with him several times at home. Although it was said to give the dishonest French people a little experience, it was indeed a little too much in line with the aesthetics of normal people and the atmosphere that should be celebrating.
"Today, I'm very happy to be able to come to the famous Boothbottom School of Magic and gather with all of you. I hope that after Boothbottom floats in the air, we can strengthen exchanges, enhance mutual understanding, and develop long-term friendship with the wizards of the Hogwarts, and make positive contributions to create a better relationship between the two countries tomorrow." Allen's steady voice fell, and without waiting for other words, he opened his arms and raised his staff.
And with Allen's action, the ground immediately began to shake.
The French wizards, who were used to a lot of etiquette no matter what kind of event or celebration, were a little stunned. The wizards' bodies swayed, and they looked a little embarrassed. The witches did not care about their appearance. They stared at the plains in the distance, which were getting shorter and shorter, and felt the violent tremors under their feet. None of them expected Allen Harris to do it in such a hurry.
But the tremors of the ground under their feet made them understand that their school was about to rise and could not be stopped. They could only either support each other or hold on to the railings to stabilize themselves. Gradually, the whole ground shook violently, as if it was breaking free from some kind of restraint. Then it began to rise slowly, and at the same time, there was a rumbling sound, which was the sound of the ground violently rubbing against each other.
Although everyone present had seen the video of the floating city of the Hogwarts rising on TV before, now that they had personally experienced it, compared to the previous time in the video, Allen Harris's casting of the spell today was more relaxed and comfortable. It looked like he was casting an ordinary levitation spell, and the process of floating in the air was faster.
At the same time, Allen continued to point one hand at Boothbottom below him, and slowly raised the other hand, making a horizontal cut. A loud rumbling sound came from the Pyrenees next to them. The sound was like muffled thunder, as if something huge was breaking with Allen's movements. It made an even more muffled sound …
The wizards were in an uproar. Recalling the process of the floating of the Hogwarts, they understood what was happening at this time.
Allen Harris could keep Boothbottom afloat without activating the nucleus. He could multitask and cut off the Pyrenees next to him to fill the big hole left by Boothbottom's rise. Although Boothbottom was just a magic school, and not a city like the Hogwarts, the wizards who had experienced it twice felt that the shock was not much less than before.
There was no doubt that Allen Harris had become more powerful.
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