Beauxbatons Magic School was located among the mountains. After boarding a carriage and passing through a Magical Energy Field, one could see Beauxbatons Castle, which looked as if it had grown out of the rock itself, blending seamlessly with the mountain.
The castle as a whole resembled a crown. Atop its towering Romanesque towers stood several conical dark-blue spires, giving off a serene radiance in the sunlight.
The castle had stood majestically for more than seven centuries, yet time had left not the slightest mark on its walls. They still showed an elegant milky white, without even a trace of moss to be seen.
"Of course you can't see any marks..." Fleur Delacour said, tilting her head up slightly, looking just like a white swan stretching its neck.
After all, this was her home ground, so naturally she had to introduce Beauxbatons with pride. "We hire people to clean it every month. Not a single dead corner is allowed to be missed."
Built against the mountain, the castle's gardens looked like tiered steps, spreading downward layer by layer with the slope. The hedges were trimmed with meticulous precision, and all kinds of white statues were scattered among them.
These white statues also functioned as fountains. The streams of water spouting from their outlets were mixed with glittering points of light. The water rippled in the pools, and a thin mist filled the gardens, making everything look dreamlike and illusory.
Fleur Delacour continued, "And these gardens—new varieties are planted every season. You can smell them carefully..."
While Fleur Delacour introduced Beauxbatons, Harry and the others did not say a word, and even wanted to change the subject.
At least so far, comparing Beauxbatons Castle with Hogwarts Castle, the only thing Hogwarts Castle had won on was probably being built earlier... at