There was nothing much to say about the days that followed. The only thing was that the arrival of the other schools participating in the Ten-School Tournament had made Hogwarts students curious.
But the exchange students had not joined Hogwarts just for the competition. They still had a month of study before the tournament began, and the intervals between each event also had to be used for classes.
Fortunately, the Magic World had the Undetectable Extension Charm. Every classroom could be expanded dozens of times over, so there was always a way to hold large classes.
And none of that had anything to do with Deathstroke. His physical education classes had always been held outdoors; it merely meant that more creatures in the Forbidden Forest were out of luck.
The biggest obstacle to communication between people their age was probably language. But they were all wizards, and all children. As long as they used their hands and gestured a bit, they could always make the other person understand what they meant.
Naturally, some countries spoke English too.
For example, Ron had met a student from South America, a burly man with brown skin. Ron had thought he had made a new friend, and for a while, he even ignored Harry.
Because Harry would not help him clean toilets, while that guy would. That was what a real friend looked like.
But the good times did not last. Gradually, the burly student began touching Ron's butt, seemingly intentionally and unintentionally. Every now and then, he would lick his lips and raise his eyebrows at him.
Finally, one day, he cornered Ron in an empty washroom and began roughly tearing at the red-haired boy's robes.
As a British person, how could Ron possibly not know what that meant?
Ron fought back desperately