Chapter 161: The Ball, The Ball (3)
William and Hermione just stood there quietly, and naturally became the center of attention.
This has nothing to do with fame, but the appearance and temperament are too outstanding...... It's impossible to ignore.
Especially Hermione, with her luxurious decoration and picturesque appearance, she is like a fairy.
Wherever her eyes touched, many people were ashamed of themselves and directly avoided her gaze.
Hermione looked around, leaned into William's ear, and said with some concern:
"I didn't see Annie, she didn't steal my invisibility cloak, nothing will happen, right?"
"No, she's definitely sneaking in." William said calmly.
He hadn't heard of any boy's invitation that Anne had agreed to, and it must have been through a non-formal channel.
She wouldn't miss the ball either, probably in some other way.
And she's probably going to get Gabrielle's little girl in too.
Either way, it's a violation.
But well...... Anne was a little naughty...... Overall, it shouldn't be too out of line.
emmmmβ¦β¦ This bit of self-confidence, as an elder brother, William still has a drop.
After all, my sister is my brother's hand warmer.
At that moment, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Warriors, please come over here!" β
William took Hermione's hand and walked slowly forward, and the chattering crowd immediately flashed out of a passage to see the warriors leave.
Professor McGonagall was dressed up for the evening, wearing a red tartan robe with a wreath of thistle on the brim.
It's kind of like the style of dressing in the fifties.
Apparently everyone thinks so.
But Professor McGonagall's eyes were sharp, and she stepped out of the way.
Well, don't ask...... Asking is retro style, it is Renaissance.
Definitely not Professor McGonagall's aesthetic, fifty versions behind the world.
Led by Professor McGonagall, the warriors and dance partners stood in the doorway.
The students were settling down, and once they had settled down, the warriors lined up to enter the auditorium.
Someone poked William in the back, and he turned his head to see that it was TreenΓ©.
Ah~ It doesn't matter if you look at it, William almost flashed in his eyes.
Instead of wearing her leather coat, Tremier changed into a sexier black deep V gown, exuding a strong femininity.
Although William was only fifteen years old, he was already taller than many adult wizards. And Tryni's height is slightly better than him.
Not to mention her dress temperament, just the pair of long legs under the long skirt are quite eye-catching.
Although Fleur is also very beautiful, she is too immature in comparison, and standing next to Treni, even her aura is suppressed.
That's right, Fleur's dance partner is Trenee.
During this time, Tranee has been traveling around the UK in her Magic Alteration Boat. Just before Christmas, I returned to Hogwarts.
She wasn't a student and couldn't attend the prom on her own.
And Fleur didn't find a dance partner, or rather, didn't think about it at all, so William suggested inviting her.
Anyway, no one stipulates that the dance partner must be a boy.
The two of them standing together are really pleasing to the eye, at least attracting the attention of the other half of the audience.
Looking at William, Tryne habitually gave him a wink, then reached out again, pulled Hermione to her side, and helped her straighten her tiara.
William looked at the three girls alone, muttering there, not knowing what they were talking about.
Cedric and Cho chatted not far away. Or rather...... Wrestling.
It's really wrestling, and Cedric seems to want Autumn to carry his arm so that it looks close.
His hands were a little dishonest and put them where they shouldn't be.
Autumn took a counter-grappling and almost broke Cedric's hand.
"I'm sorry, I practiced taekwondo during the summer vacation." Cho comforted.
Autumn did practice, and when she went to Australia that year and was beaten by a kangaroo, she began to learn martial arts.
Qiu apologized: "Not next time, I will control myself." β
Cedric nodded. Now that Cho said so, he could be a little more daring at the ball.
Cedric began to prepare to be on the brink of death, frantically tempting and jumping sideways.
Malfoy also appeared, dressed in a black velvet gown with a turtleneck, like a serious priest.
His dance partner is still Pansy, and it can only be Pansy.
Pansy, dressed in a dark green robe full of ruffles, hung tightly from Malfoy's arm, allowing him to wrap his arms around her hips.
But looking at Malfoy's pain, he would rather have his hand broken than hold Pansy. Pen in Chinese
Ron and Lavender stood at the back.
Lavender hooked his neck again, but kept looking at the large diamond on Hermione's body.
"Rollo, will you give me a diamond too? I don't care about money, I just want to see your attitude. β
Ron rolled his eyes, even if he sold his house, he couldn't afford it.
"If you can't afford it, you can rent it." Lavender said reluctantly. "I have several little sisters who want to rent gems.
Everyone takes turns to take a few minutes, and everyone doesn't spend much money. β
"Can this still be rented?" Ron was surprised.
"yes." Lavender looked at Ron's dirty dress and said, "You can also rent a dress, the kind of price is very high."
You wear it for a while, then go to the toilet to change it out and give it to another person, and the price is not expensive for everyone...... Let's rent a diamond too, shall we? β
Ron thought to himself how rich he was, and he said perfunctorily:
"I'll go to the Black Lake in a while and pick up a few pebbles for you, it's all the same anyway."
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As the students sat down, McGonagall led the warriors inside, toward a large round table at the front of the auditorium where the referees were seated.
The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.
Being stared at by so many people made Hermione a little nervous.
She held William's hand tightly, her palms drenched in sweat.
William's fingers gently stroked the back of the girl's hand and smiled at her. Hermione looked into his eyes, and her heart quickly calmed.
The walls of the auditorium were covered with glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and wreaths of ivy hung from it.
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.
Seated at the podium, Dumbledore applauded happily.
Madame Maxim took off her usual black satin uniform and wore a lilac flowing robe with red wine in her hand.
Kakarov looked gloomy and stared at the crowd, apparently he had not found a dance partner.
William suddenly notices that Ludo doesn't show up and Crouch isn't there.
In the corner of the table, Percy was still sitting.
William and Hermione found a table and sat down. Percy, who was at the table on the other side, couldn't wait to turn his head and look at William:
"William, thank you for the Christmas present...... Mr. Fudge's autograph, fantastic! It was the best gift I have ever received in my life. β
William smiled, "If only you liked it." β
Last semester, Fudge gave William a set of his autographed books.
He gave it to Percy as a Christmas present. Those who succeeded in learning poisonous chicken soup were Percy's favorite readings.
"Why are you here?" William asked.
"I've been promoted." Percy said triumphantly.
Listening to his tone, it was as if he had just been chosen as the Lord of the Earth and the supreme god of the universe.
"I'm Mr. Crouch's personal assistant now, and I'm here on his behalf."
"Why didn't he come?" William asked.
"It's not because of Ludo Bagman." Percy lowered her voice.
"Ludo seems to have disappeared yesterday, and Mr. Crouch has gone looking for him."
"Ludo is missing?" William's eyebrows raised.
"yes, probably because I owe too much money...... So he ran away, and I heard that he owed not only money to the goblins, but also to the wizards. β
William squinted in thought.
It's a strange thing. Ludo made another bet with Gringotts, betting that Ron would win the championship.
But in the first round, Ron was the last to last. Maybe it was because he didn't win hope, so he ran away?
This also makes sense.
However, Ludo, the director of the sports department, is still presiding over the championship.
Is it really okay to run away like this?
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Sorry, I stayed up too long, I stayed up for a few days, and I was really sleepy. Recently, the temperature difference has become too big, and I still have a bit of a cold.
Sorry, sorry.
Thanks to the two bigwigs of "Daoist friends, please stay in Buyo" and "Hui Zibao Huang into the dantian". οΌ