While dancing to the music, Darren looked at Hermione in his arms, and they had looked at each other so closely at the beginning of the year, and that was in February...... Darren seemed to smell the sweetness again, and the soft feeling came to his heart again, making it thump. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking into his eyes, Hermione seemed to realize something, the flush on her face became thicker, her eyes were a little hazy, and then, she let out a low voice, "Hmm!"

Immediately after, Hermione frowned, and at the same time, Darren also felt a soft mass under his feet, and the crankiness of the moment just now made him step on Hermione's feet...... If your skills are not good, don't just find someone to dance, and don't get distracted while dancing!

Apparently to maintain his image as a warrior, Hermione, who had been trampled on, only paused and continued to jump, but Darren felt that the hand that had been placed on his waist was closed......

Under some strong stimulus, Darren refocused on the dance steps, this time, he looked outside the dance partner, and saw the performance of other people on the dance floor, the most eye-catching was Dumbledore's group, not because he was the headmaster of Hogwarts, but Lady Maxim, who was dancing with him, that height, it was difficult to see! Dumbledore was like a dwarf compared to her, and the pointed hat had just touched her chin! However, for such a large woman, her dance steps were very elegant.

Moody, too, was on the dance floor, and he was very clumsy in his two-step dance with Professor Sinista, who was nervously dodging his wooden prosthetic legs, which must have hurt to be stepped on by that one!

In addition to Professor Sinista, others were also trying to avoid being stepped on, but it didn't seem to work, and Ginny frowned and dodged frequently as Neville stepped on her foot...... Hermione should really learn from Ginny, look at people, it's nothing, isn't it!

Finally, Darren waited until the organ played the last trembling note, and the weird sisters stopped playing, and he breathed a sigh of relief, it was not easy, the first dance was over, and the soft flesh on his waist was very sensitive!

The auditorium erupted in applause, and Darren felt Hermione put down his hand behind his waist and glared at him fiercely, Darren pursed his lips lightly and said, "Let's sit down, okay?"

"Oh!" said Hermione, as the Weird Sisters began to play a new tune, much faster than before!

Darren hurriedly pulled Hermione out of the dance arena, he saw that Ron and Padma were already sitting at the table, he walked towards the table, and on the way passed Fred and Angelina, they were dancing so vigorously that the people around them dodged backwards so as not to be bumped into by them.

Looking at the dance of this pair, Hermione glanced at Darren again, he could only smile bitterly, even if he had tried his best to learn to dance, but after all, the time was too short, more than a day, it was already thankful that he could jump the first one, if he danced this tune again, I am afraid that Hermione's foot would be stepped on and broken......

Like Darren and Hermione, Harry came out of the dance floor, pulling Parvati and taking a seat at Ron's table, "How's it going?" Harry asked Ron, opening a bottle of Butterbeer.

Ron shrugged, Padma next to him crossed her arms and sat on her legs, one leg shaking to the beat of the music, Parvati also sat down on the other side of Harry, crossed her arms like her sister, and stilted her legs, Darren knew that Hermione wanted to be like Sister Petyr, at least rubbing her feet, but this gesture was not very elegant for a girl......

But before she could make up her mind whether to pay attention to her appearance, someone came to invite her, it was Krum, who had let go of his old dance partner and came out of the dance floor.

"Oh," Hermione tried to smile at the other, "I'm a little thirsty, take a break and dance again, okay?"

"No problem, what do you want to drink?" Krum asked immediately.

"Sherbet," Hermione glanced at the table, the only drink she'd ever drunk and didn't have on it.

"Okay, wait a minute," Krum nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

Looking at his broad back, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Darren again, "You're dancing so badly, worse than the other day!"

Oh, the other day? Darren didn't understand, and then he reacted, oh......

A few minutes later, a boy came over, judging by the clothes on his body, it was supposed to be a Beauxbatons student, and he came to ask Parvati to dance.

"You don't mind, Harry?" Parvati asked her dance partner.

"What?" said Harry, apparently not paying much attention, and Darren looked in the direction of his eyes, it was Cedric, and a girl, judging by her hair and skin color, it should be that Harry was thinking about inviting Cho Chang to be his dance partner.

Darren had really paid attention to her because of Qiu Zhang's Chinese descent before, but it was obvious that the British had a different aesthetic perspective on Chinese appearance than Darren...... Perhaps, she was born more than 1,000 years earlier, and if she went to the Tang Dynasty, she would be more popular, hey, cultural differences!

"Oh, nothing. Seeing Harry's reaction, Parvati simply left with the boys from Beauxbatons.

After a while, Krum came over with a cup in his hand, judging by the color, it should be sherbet inside, Hermione took the cup, and looked at Darren as she drank it.

Darren blinked his glasses and motioned for Hermione to decide for herself, it was a waste for such a beautiful and charming girl to sit with her throughout the ball, besides, that girl didn't want to be a prom princess, besides, Hermione's actions just now had obviously expressed her recognition of her identity, in this case, what else is there to worry about, she is not a house elf.

Seeing Darren's reaction, Hermione put down her glass, smiled at Darren, stood up, walked with Krum to the dance floor, and jumped, judging by their movements, Krum's dance was much stronger than Darren's.

Darren, like Harry, picked up a bottle of butterbeer from the table and took a sip, which was more acceptable than pumpkin juice, and he couldn't drink Hermione's sherbet otherwise......

"Hello, how about a dance?" Suddenly, a soft, foreign-accented voice sounded behind Darren, and before he could look back, he noticed that Ron in front of him had his mouth wide open, as if he had seen something amazing.