The boys' preparations for the prom are much simpler, and it is OK to put on the dress and robe after a shower. It's just that Ryan gritted his teeth before going out and made up his mind to spray a little perfume from Hermione, after all, wearing perfume is really a bit challenging for him, who is a little straight.

Fortunately, Hermione gave her a magic perfume, but it only faintly smelled of pine and cypress branches, which made Ryan feel a little more comfortable.

After going downstairs, Ron came up again to thank him. If it weren't for Ryan's help this time, he would definitely make a big fool of himself in front of everyone. The day before yesterday, he had made a desperate attempt to invite Parvati with Harry's cheering, and luckily she agreed. It also allowed Ron to avoid the awkward scene of going to the prom alone.

"Harry, you're—" Harry stepped out of the crowd at this time, dressed in a flamboyant red and yellow gown.

"Ah, don't mention it. Sirius bought it for me, saying that if I wore it, I would attract the attention of the audience. But I just thought of Lockhart. If it weren't for the fact that this dress was made to order and was too expensive to return, I wouldn't have worn it. However, he also showed a happy smile on his face when he said disgusting words, after all, after being an orphan for so many years, he finally had relatives who were willing to care for him, and this love may be the reason why Harry was really reluctant to change his clothes.

"Good evening, Harry. Ginny, dressed in a pink gown, walked downstairs and greeted Harry, saying that Ginny looked much brighter than usual at this time.

Harry walked up and grabbed Ginny before leaving the common room. Ron was left alone in the wind.

"My best friend invited my sister to the prom, but I didn't know it before. "It looked like Ron was a little crazy, but luckily he had adjusted his mindset when Parvati came over.

It wasn't until most of the people were gone that Hermione came down from the upper floor. Today, she still wears the yellow gown, her hair pulled back in an elegant bun. On her right wrist is a silver bracelet adorned with a small piece of amethyst that Ryan gave her today.

This bracelet is Ryan's latest alchemy product, not only can it automatically pop up a magic shield when attacking, but it also has a compression space inside, which Ryan put into two newly made Valyrian steel light swords. After all, Hermione had been practicing the Assassin's Legacy for more than two years, and she should have her own weapon. At least Hermione had said that during practice last Saturday.

"You're beautiful today. Ryan looked at Hermione. At first, Ryan just thought that Hermione had dressed herself up to make her look prettier today. But after staring at her face for a few seconds, Ryan was surprised to find that all the blemishes on her face had disappeared, and even the two front teeth had returned to their normal size, and she looked even a pretty girl.

"What are you staring at my face all the time?" Hermione asked, a little uncomfortably, seeing Ryan keep looking at her face. "Is there something wrong with my face?"

"You seem to look a little different from what you used to be?" Ryan said subconsciously, only to get a roll of his eyes.

"Are you just finding out now? thanks to the gift of power you received in the temple during your last adventure. It was only later that I realized that this power could not only improve the physique, but also the appearance of the person. So now I'm what you see me in. Hermione whispered as she made her way downstairs to the auditorium.

Ryan thinks that he may have been optimized too many times before, resulting in the change not being as obvious as Hermione's. And he saw Hermione every day, so he didn't pay attention to the slightest change in his usual life, and he didn't realize it until he noticed it today.

When they reached the first floor, they found that the foyer was crowded with students, after all, the doors would open at eight o'clock to let people in. A lot of people crawled through the crowd looking for their dance partners at other colleges.

At this moment the oak front door of the auditorium was opened, and everyone saw Durmstrang students and Professor Karkaroff walking in. Krum walked at the front, beside a girl in a pink gown, her face flushed. Ryan recognized the girl as if she were a Ravenclaw senior.

However, after spotting Hermione standing next to Ryan, Krum's face looked a little darker. After all, for a super celebrity, it is very unpleasant to be cut off for this kind of thing.

At that moment, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Warriors, please come over here!"

Today, Professor McGonagall wears a red tartan robe with an ugly wreath of thistle adorned with the brim. She told the six warriors and their dancing partners to stand by the door and wait, letting the others go in first. After the students were seated, they lined up and walked into the auditorium.

At the front of the line were the two ladies of Beauxbatons, and Ryan could see that Fleur's dance partner was still stunned by the heavenly jackpot, while Ryan was at the end of the line as the host.

"I'm a little nervous right now, Ryan. Hermione whispered suddenly.

"It's okay, we've even seen the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, there's nothing worth being nervous about on this occasion. Ryan tilted his head and whispered comfort. Probably because the movement was a bit big, and Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely.

Once everyone was seated in the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall told the Warrior and their dance partners to line up in twos and follow her inside. They rushed in and walked towards a large round table at the front of the auditorium where the referees were seated, and the people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically. Ryan saw the members of the book club waving to Ryan and Hermione, and to his greatest surprise was Swinton, who brought her dancing partner to be Celia, a Ravenclaw freshman this year.

There were also some acquaintances waving, such as Hermione's roommate Angela, who was at the prom with Main, a new member of this year's reading club, but she looked a little funny by being a head taller than her boyfriend. I guess they won't be dancing together for a while, but this is just a way to get Main to attend the ball.

After looking around, Ryan realized that there were not only same-sex dance partners, but also Crabbe and Goyle sitting together at the Slytherin round table over there, but they didn't know who would dance the women's step for a while.

A pair of hundreds, one pair, really worthy of a corrupt country. Ryan thought as she and Hermione waved to the acquaintances.

The walls of the auditorium were covered in glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, with hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and wreaths of ivy. The four academy tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables lit with lanterns, each with a dozen or so people seated next to it.

After sitting down at the table, Ryan realized that the Warriors were eating at the same table as the referees, and he felt that the meal was an absolute torture. He sat at the same table as the unlucky and stern elders during the New Year. In particular, Ryan was sitting opposite Mr. Crouch with a straight face.

There was no food on the gleaming plates yet, but everyone had a small menu in front of them. I saw Dumbledore take a closer look at his menu, and then looked at his plate, and said very clearly, "Pork chops!"

The pork chops appeared immediately. The other people at the table suddenly realized and followed suit, ordering their favorite food on their plates.

Ryan looked a little silent at the table, just eating with his head down. Fleur Delacour is criticizing the décor of Hogwarts to her dance partner, Roger Davis.

Fortunately, Headmaster Dumbledore used humorous words to resolve these embarrassments, so that the dinner could be eaten smoothly.

After everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore stood up and told his classmates to stand up as well. Then with a wave of his wand, all the tables flew to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle. He conjured up a high stage and pasted it against the base of the right wall. It seems that we are about to enter the main part of the prom and dance.