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When Qiming appeared in the foyer outside the auditorium in a formal suit, everyone's eyes looked at him. Ｘ

"He's so handsome!"

Harry's hard-to-find dance partner, a fourth-year Gryffindor girl, Parvati was staring straight at Qiming, her eyes full of little stars.

Not only Parvati, but many girls looked at Qiming like her, and the black dress and robe with the handsome facial features unique to Orientals made Qiming particularly eye-catching.

"Hello, Harry. ”

Qiming greeted Harry and walked over to him.

"You, hello. ”

The expression on Harry's face was somewhat unnatural. Standing opposite Qiming, he suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

He and Kaiming are both Hogwarts Warriors, and the two will dance with two other Warriors in a moment. But compared to Keiming, Harry felt that his status as a warrior was like a giveaway at a supermarket discount.

Not mentioning Harry's little bit of caution, Qiming suddenly waved his hand behind him, and a smile appeared on his face,

"Hey, you're here. ”

Qiming breathed a sigh of relief, and after saying that, he bypassed Harry and strode behind him.

Harry hurriedly turned around to see Qiming walking towards a beautiful girl in a blue robe he didn't recognize, but when he looked closer, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

It's Hermione!

"I thought you were going to be late. ”

Qiming smiled and said to the beautiful girl standing in front of him,

Hermione gave him a blank look, then looked down at the neck between his necks,

"Your tie is crooked. ”

She said.

"Crooked, crooked,"

Qiming said indifferently, and then unconsciously twisted his shoulders,

"It's awkward to wear. ”

He complained that this was almost the first time Qiming had worn a formal suit, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Hermione gave him another blank look,

"Don't move. ”

As she spoke, she stepped forward and reached out to help him straighten out.

"It's good now. ”

The girl said with satisfaction, and Qiming felt even more uncomfortable.

"Hermione?!"

Harry looked at the girl beside him in disbelief, and by this time, he had already walked up to the two of them with Parvati.

Just now, he was a little unsure, but now that he got closer, he could finally be sure that the beautiful girl next to Qiming was Hermione.

"Hello, Harry!

Hermione smiled, and she could see that she was slightly nervous, and unconsciously grabbed Qiming's arm.

"Uh, hello. ”

Harry stammered a little, Hermione at this time didn't look like the one he knew.

The hair that had been unkempt forever was gone, supple and shiny. A flowing blue gown with a light purple glow perfectly showed off the girl's slender figure, and when she smiled, the front teeth looked smaller, and the smile was very beautiful.

Beside Harry, Parvati stared at Hermione with an unabashedly suspicious gaze, and she was far from alone. The girls who had tried to invite Qiming, but had been refused, threw hateful glances at Hermione.

Even Fleur and her dance partner couldn't help but look at Hermione as they passed by, and the person in front of them was wearing a silver-gray satin robe today, as beautiful as ever, but Hermione was not inferior to her by half a point.

Soon, the feast began, and the crowd was seated, and the warriors and their dance partners were ushered to the guest of honor by Professor McGonagall, to which the people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

Keiming was third, yawning boredly, and then waved helplessly to the other warriors under Professor McGonagall's warning gaze.

Hermione behaved decently and generously, waving to the audience on both sides with him, but Qiming could feel that the girl was nervous and holding his arm tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

The banquet went well, and with McGonagall leading the way, the warriors took their seats at the guest of honor, with Keiming and Hermione sitting next to Dumbledore.

"Hello, Professor. ”

"Hello, Qiming. ”

Dumbledore said cheerfully, looking like an optimistic old man, without the slightest indication that he was the most powerful wizard in the entire Harry Potter world. However, Qiming could clearly perceive the majestic magic fluctuations on the old man next to him.

"Professor, I have a question for ......"

Qiming said.

"Speak. ”

Dumbledore said, a strange glint in his eyes.

"Concerned about my identity......"

"I'm sorry, Qiming, I can't answer you, I don't know......"

Before Qiming could finish speaking, Dumbledore immediately shook his head.

"But ......"

Qiming was about to ask, but was interrupted by McGonagall on the side,

"Mr. Qiming, at this time, what you should do is to enjoy the banquet, instead of asking these questions that have nothing to do with the banquet. ”

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to Karkaroff, who was listening with his ears pricked up across several tables.

Qiming stopped, he didn't care about a small role like Karkaroff, but Dumbledore winked at him, raised his index finger and made a silent gesture, and Qiming didn't continue to ask.

In the next banquet, Qiming was a little absent-minded, Dumbledore didn't need to lie to him, although he only answered him with a few words, but Qiming already understood that even Dumbledore didn't know about this matter, which made Qiming feel a little gloomy.

He had been delayed in this world long enough, and so far, the hundred days he had exchanged at the main god had passed, but he had not been teleported back to the main god space by the main god.

The main god's watch was as empty as ever, it could only be used to tell the time, and even the task he had heard about before to capture the Triwizard Tournament trophy was not written on it, which made Qiming even doubt the authenticity of this task.

In a trance, Qiming suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Qiming! Qiming! Hurry up, we have to dance!"

Keimon finally came to his senses and looked up to find Hermione whispering to him. I don't know when, the lights in the auditorium dimmed, and the tables and chairs had been placed on the wall, and there was a large space in the middle of the air.

The other warriors had already risen from their seats and walked to the center of the field, only Qiming was still seated, everyone was waiting for him.

Seeing this, Qiming didn't have to shake his head and laughed, he was really not suitable for this kind of occasion.

Standing up unhurriedly, Qiming pulled Hermione to the dance floor, and just then, a slow dance music sounded.

So, Qiming held the girl's hand with one hand and put the other hand on her waist,