Ever since they learned from the Great Notice that the representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would arrive at Hogwarts at six o'clock on the evening of Friday, October 30, the house-elves in Hogwarts Castle had become busy. Besides their usual work, they also had to give the entire castle a thorough cleaning. It could only be said that, no matter where they were, everyone wanted to show others their best side.
Unfortunately, it had been many years since they had hosted guests from other schools for the first time, and the professors could not help feeling nervous. As a result, they had forgotten one very important thing: Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be spending the rest of the term at Hogwarts, not merely staying at the school for a few days. They would have plenty of time to see Hogwarts for what it truly was.
"You were right. This has driven everyone a little crazy."
Watching Argus Filch fly into a rage, George had to admit that Albert was right. It was not just Filch; the other professors' nerves were stretched taut as well. The reason the caretaker before them was furious was that a student had forgotten to wipe their shoes clean.
There had been quite a few similar incidents lately. Several girls had already been frightened into hysterics and sent to the Hospital Wing.
"You can't expect everyone to keep a clear head at all times like Albert." Fred wore a strange expression. "You have no idea—during Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall seemed to think every Hogwarts student ought to be as outstanding as Albert, so the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang representatives would be stunned by the standard of Hogwarts education. I remember what Albert called that sort of thing back then."
"Ahem, Professor McGonagall just doesn't want to see Hogwarts School