Harry Potter : Bloodraven

Chapter 135 - 135: Opening Salvo (II) (CH - 155)

The massive airbus circled Beauxbatons Academy exactly three times, and with each pass, its sheer size combined with the deafening howl of its engines dragged every eye toward it. Even the few students still inside the castle rushed outside, their faces tilted skyward in awe and disbelief.

Some gasped and others pointed, while a few—not students, but older staff and professors—clutched their ears against the roaring thunder overhead, muttering uneasy fears of a possible Muggle attack.

Olympe Maxime's lips curled into a knowing smirk. "Of all the things…" she murmured under her breath as her eyes tracked the aircraft overhead. Then her gaze swept across the school grounds in all directions,

The massive airbus descended with a deep, rising hum, its nose tilting gently downward.

Boom!

Screech!

The wheels touched the conjured stone with a hiss and a thud, tires spinning across the smooth surface, gliding forward without stopping, while the terrain continued to reshape rapidly beneath it as it moved, bending and changing like liquid to accommodate its path.

And inside the aircraft, students pressed their faces to the windows, eyes wide. The only ones who looked anxious were the Muggle-borns who had flown on aircraft before, while the pure-bloods and magical-borns grinned with excitement, assuming the steep drop was merely a dramatic finale to an already extraordinary journey.

VROOOOM!

On the ground near the school, gasps rang through the crowd of students. The powerful roar of the engines was louder than ever now, but their minds were still fixated on the miracle happening right in front of them.

"How is that even possible...?"

"Merlin's beard…"

"Wait... I see someone…"

A few students pointed toward the aircraft, noticing a silhouette atop the nose of the airbus, seemingly standing with arms outstretched, as if reaching for something.

"Who is that?"

VROOOOM!

Dust billowed in a sweeping cloud as the aircraft finally came to a halt, having thundered past the jagged peaks and skimming to a stop at the very edge of the school's grassy grounds—just meters from where the other school delegations stood frozen in stunned silence.

Then, at last, after a slow, deliberate pivot to the side, the deafening roar faded. The engines let out a final, echoing sigh… and fell silent.

Then, as if a collective breath had finally been released, the courtyard erupted—cheers, gasps, and stunned applause breaking the silence like a dam bursting. Inside the aircraft, students whooped and clapped. Even the rival delegations outside joined in, too amazed not to applaud.

The two deans from Durmstrang and Koldovstoretz remained rooted in place, speechless.

Maverick let out a slow breath and watched the stunned crowd, then a confident smile tugged at his lips. Honestly, the feat earlier hadn't been that difficult for him. While everyone assumed it had been an impossible feat of Transfiguration, the truth was that it also involved the talent of nature energy manipulation.

His gaze swept from the sea of students to the three deans, who had risen from their chairs. The headmasters of Durmstrang and Koldovstoretz looked unmistakably shocked, but the half-giant... she was staring directly at him with a smirk.

He couldn't help but mirror her expression, his lips curling up and a brow raised in challenge. With a final glance, he vanished from his spot, slipping back into the aircraft.

"Hmph," she muttered, swallowing the grin that was forming and then glanced to her left and right. "Well then, Messieurs... let us go and welcome the delegation from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The two deans had far too many questions, but they were momentarily too stunned to speak. But the Archmage had spoken, so they would have to wait for answers later.

Following the three deans, the students marched toward the parked mechanical behemoth, animatedly discussing the unspeakable level of magic they had just witnessed, and came to a stop near the main exit door.

Standing at the front, Maxime observed the fine artwork, boldly displaying the pride of Hogwarts to her face. She couldn't help but think that she might as well charge rent if the bloody thing was to be park next to her precious school during the tournament.

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