Chapter 249: Start Dancing

When Darren came up with his idea, Krum fell silent for a moment, presumably he didn't understand the benefits of doing so, in that case......

Obviously, neither Durmstrang nor Bronston had any intention of letting their students communicate with Hogwarts, even Dumbledore, although the resumption of the Triwizard Tournament was to improve the level of magic in Europe, but there was no measure to do so!

These students don't even go to class together, except for eating together, there is no intersection, so in this way, at most, it is just a personnel exchange, and it depends on whether the students' skills are good enough, like Bill......

"But, while I admit that you have a clever mind, you are younger than me, and what can I learn from you if you communicate spells?"

"At least, you've learned how to deal with fire dragons," Darren swallowed a mouthful of steak, "Besides, other things can be communicated, and we don't just learn magic spells at the magic school, let's talk about this competition, for example, the golden egg?"

"Oh, golden eggs?" Krum raised his eyebrows, and Hermione looked at Darren with wide eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hmph," Darren laughed twice, "Anyway, sooner or later, the secret of the so-called golden egg can't stump anyone, just like my method of dealing with the fire dragon will definitely not be figured out on the spot, and Fleur's sleep magic is obviously aimed at the fire dragon, or even the Welsh green dragon," Hearing Darren's words, Fleur suddenly plugged in, and her silver hair flashed with light, making Darren feel a fluctuation in his heart.

"Oh......" After a short period of distraction, Darren regained his senses, and couldn't help but feel a palpitation, a beautiful woman is a tiger, a beautiful woman like Fleur, that is a tiger into a sperm! Fleur glared at him, but didn't say anything.

"As for your ...... spell," Darren continued after a pause.

"Eye Curse," it was Fleur who interrupted him, "The eye is the weakest point of a dragon for a single wizard to cast a spell, but for me, even a blind dragon is too dangerous," but she immediately stared at Krum and said, "But the Eye Curse is certainly not in the standard textbook." ā€

"So," Darren continued, "it's just a game, or rather, a game, isn't it?

After Darren finished speaking, Fleur looked at him for a while and said slowly, "Is this game a game for you?"

Looking at her appearance, Darren felt that among the three players who participated in the competition, only Fleur really wanted to be a warrior, and he naturally didn't need to say much, he complained many times, and Krum didn't seem to be very interested in the game, in fact, it was easy to understand that he had already won enough honors in Quidditch, such a triwizard tournament was very chicken to say, that is, Karkaroff would be so enthusiastic.

And Darren and Krum's expressions made Fleur understand that what she just said was true, probably thinking that she was actually competing with two half-hearted guys in the game, and felt a little depressed, she cut a large piece of food from the plate with a knife and put it in her mouth, and that's it, and also looked at Davis next to her in a daze.

"Well, anyway, it's Christmas holidays, I was too busy some time ago, and if I don't object to it tomorrow, come to the Gryffindor common room, there's a present!" Darren said with a wink at Krum and Fleur.

After a while, when the food on the plate was finished, Dumbledore stood up and told the students to leave the table, and with a wave of his wand, all the tables flew to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle, and he conjured a high stage at the base of the right wall, on which lay a set of drums, guitars, a lute (poetry), a cello, and organs.

At this moment, several witches appeared and poured onto the stage together, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause, and from their cheers, Darren knew that these were the eccentric sisters, who had very thick hair, and wore deliberately torn black robes, which were a bit of a rock 'n' roll.

Seeing them pick up their instruments, Darren took Hermione's hand, "We should dance!" he said softly, and at the same time, he pulled out his wand, and in the curious eyes of Hermione and a few people next to him, "A little surprise!"

He tapped his wand on Hermione's skirt, and a light spread on it, shining with starlight in a little soft light, refracting colorful light, as if Cinderella in the cartoon was gorgeously transformed, making Hermione's whole body exude beauty and nobility, Ambilight, and starry.

At this moment, the lanterns on the other tables were extinguished, and the auditorium was darkened, which made Hermione look even brighter, and in her light, the whole room was silent, and people looked at her blankly, and even the weird sisters stopped what they were doing, and after a while, the exclamations burst into the hall, and lingered in the auditorium.

"This, this is?" was clearly what every girl wanted, and Hermione was so excited that she could barely speak.

"For you," Darren said with a smile, "it's a perfect fit." ā€

This is what Darren found from the tablet word, according to the records at the time, it seems to be a by-product of the development of the illusion spell, it is estimated that it is related to the reflection and refraction of light, and it was popular among pure-blood wizard families for a while, but with the implementation of the "International Secrecy Law", no one has used it for a long time, and wizards have too few balls.

Finally, the Weird Sisters remembered their work and played a slow, melancholy tune that was just right for a novice like Darren, who had just learned to dance for two days, and he followed the movements he had learned from Penelope and walked onto the dance floor with Hermione and danced slowly.

Although Darren had worked very hard to study, the time was still too short, and he could feel the rustiness of the cooperation between himself and Hermione, in fact, it would be nice if he could practice yesterday, but ...... Darren placed one on Hermione's waist and the other gently held her hand, circling in place with the music, his energy focused on his feet to avoid stepping on others.

Undoubtedly, Hermione also felt the stiffness of his movements, gently squeezed his hand, and guided him with his movements, so that Darren slowly relaxed, and began to have the strength to take care of others, at this time, his eyes naturally fell on Hermione's face, the delicate nose, bright eyes, moist lips, and two flying red flowers on the cheeks, extremely beautiful......