Chapter 914

Although Darren did not think Madame Maxime would take a fancy to Hagrid. After all, in the original work, Madame Maxime did not take a fancy to Hagrid.

She even used Hagrid to find out about the first task's challenge.

But Darren still kindly spoke up for Hagrid: "Hagrid is our best Care of Magical Creatures professor, he is very amazing, and we all admire him!"

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Darren's words drew a burst of low laughter.

Clearly, they felt the nice things he said about Hagrid were simply over the top.

But because everyone was united against outsiders, even Malfoy didn't say anything.

It was only after Madame Maxime left that he spoke to Darren with disdain.

"You're still speaking up for that big oaf? Do you know what he's been held up by?

He's been held up by his Blast-Ended Skrewts; I heard his Blast-Ended Skrewts broke out of prison... Can you imagine it?

The scene of so many Blast-Ended Skrewts crawling around the school?"

What?

Even Darren was a bit shocked.

He imagined the castle filled with these things; stepping on one would be like stepping on a firecracker, popping with every step.

And then that pulpy flesh sticking to his feet...

Even he couldn't help but shudder at that moment.

It wasn't just Darren; he noticed that even Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth at this moment.

He even subconsciously lowered his head.

Probably checking to see if there were any Blast-Ended Skrewts under his feet.

At this moment, there was movement in the Black Lake.

A huge sailing ship surged out from under the water.

Then, a gangplank was placed on the shore.

A group of students was walking down the gangplank.

Following them was a middle-aged man.

"Good evening, Dumbledore!"

"Excellent, thank you, Karkaroff!"

Karkaroff was tall and thin, just like Dumbledore.

But his white beard and white hair were not as abundant as Dumbledore's. His mouth was full of smiles, but his eyes held not a shred of happiness.

They were full of coldness and calculation.

He looked back behind him and called out: "Viktor... Dumbledore, excuse me, Viktor has a cold. Do you mind if he comes over to warm up?"

Although he was asking for Dumbledore's opinion, Karkaroff had already pulled Viktor over.

This was a boy with a striking hooked nose and two particularly thick eyebrows.

Krum!

That was the kid who danced with Hermione in the original work.

Darren subconsciously looked at Hermione.

Then he discovered that Hermione was also staring at him in a daze.

Upon noticing his gaze, her face immediately turned red.

"Let's go!"

Cassandra pushed Darren with a slightly sour tone. Only then did Darren realize that everyone was walking toward the Great Hall.

However, many boys were discussing Krum.

Malfoy was even more excited.

Darren heard Malfoy discussing with Crabbe the feasibility of having Krum stay in Slytherin.

They seemed to want Krum to stay in their dormitory.

Darren subconsciously moved a bit further away from them.

They didn't want to sleep with soft, fragrant girls; these people actually wanted to sleep with Krum—too scary, too scary.

Darren hurriedly bypassed them and quickly sat in his own seat.

He was hungry, and at this time, he just wanted to sleep.

However, just as he was praying for Dumbledore to hurry up and serve the food, Krum sat over.

"I heard you are the most powerful boy in Hogwarts. Let's get to know each other; I am Krum!"

Oh, this.

Alright.

He remembered; Krum was likely looking for his competitors.

In the original work, he also went to find Cedric.

So now he had set his sights on him.

Unlike others' expectations of Krum.

Darren had no feelings for Krum at all, and he didn't like Quidditch much either.

Of course, as a little Saintly Father, he certainly wouldn't drive anyone away.

So he hurriedly said:

"You're looking for our school's contestants, right? Although I'm considered quite strong, Headmaster Dumbledore said he would only choose students over seventeen.

I think for seniors over seventeen, you can go find Cedric."

"Cedric?"

Krum curiously walked over to Hufflepuff.

He started talking to Cedric.

Darren was just thinking that it was quiet here for him.

It turned out he had thought too much.

Because a Beauxbatons girl sat down beside him.

"Oh, Darren, is it you? Why didn't you come to find me during the summer vacation? I waited for you for a whole summer!"

The words of this Beauxbatons girl made the students who heard it look over in shock.

Even Darren felt a bit embarrassed seeing so many shocked gazes.

How could this girl talk like that!

It sounded as if he had started a relationship and then abandoned her.

"This lady... I think no matter what the matter is, you shouldn't say it in front of so many people, right?

And who are you? He doesn't seem to know you at all!"

It was Cassandra's voice.

Her wand was gripped tightly.

It seemed she was about to hit this girl at any moment.

The girl hummed.

Then she untied the veil on her face.

She had long, silvery-white hair that cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.

She also had a pair of deep blue eyes and a set of clean, straight white teeth.

"Darren, do you remember me this time?"

She was all smiles.

Darren suddenly realized.

"Ah, it's you, I had forgotten."