The Quirky Sisters play a slow, sad tune.

The warriors walked onto the brightly lit dance floor, and Harry was a little lamented that he hadn't invited Asinsha, who was still observing the outside at this time, hoping to find Asinsha, and to see who the other party's dance partner was.

On the other side, there are also many girls searching for Sherlock's figure, but they can't see each other.

"Wrap your arms around my waist, Harry." Patil couldn't help but remind Harry again, and then Harry remembered that it was time to dance, he was wearing a black gown, while Patil was dressed in a classical Indian woman's dress.

Such a dance would seem strange in the eyes of a normal person, but in wizards, it would seem normal in the wizarding world.

At the end of the song, the warriors' lead dance finally ended, and the people around them gave applause and praise, and the three warriors returned to their respective seats with their dance partners.

Then it's time for everyone on the dance floor to start dancing, and the Weird Sisters are about to play the tune again, but they scream weirdly.

The surrounding lights dimmed for a moment, then turned back on, and a dazzling fireball suddenly appeared above the ceiling of the magic, and Prometheus shrouded the beam next to the Weird Sisters, where a handsome teenager in a tuxedo held a baton in his hand and waved it gracefully.

Everyone finally saw why the Weird Sisters screamed in surprise, because all the instruments in their hands came to life, all the instruments.

A drum kit, a few guitars, a lute, a cello, and a few organs, all came to life, and there they chattered, and the strange sisters ran down from the high platform in terror, leaving only the handsome boy, and with the waving of the baton in his hand, the instruments began to quiet down and make a beautiful rhythmic sound.

"Is that Mr. Sherlock? It had to be him. Suddenly, the girl who saw it looked at Sherlock on it and couldn't help but say.

"What's going on? Doesn't he have a dance partner? I thought he had a dance partner. ”

"I don't think I have a dance partner, so that's why I'm the music conductor?"

The people on the dance floor began to chatter, and the boys noticed that most of the female dance partners were all focused on Sherlock and cheerful to the rhythm of the song.

When the first couple on the dance floor started dancing, more and more people followed suit.

Everyone on the dance floor danced merrily, and Harry and Patil danced again.

Sherlock stood on it and swung his baton faster, and all the instruments sang the loudest syllable.

The outside gate opened, and a huge white cloud flew in with snowflakes, and above Zeus was a pair of beautiful women dancing in harmony.

The wind blew through the window, and everyone suddenly smelled a strange fragrance of flowers, and then they saw six girls with black hair hanging down their shoulders, dressed in white like snow, carrying baskets full of frost flowers, sprinkled all the way downstairs, and spread the bright chrysanthemums into a felt on the stairs.

These six girls were borrowed from the divination professor, not real girls but delicate dolls, and there was always something mysterious and mysterious in the divination professor.

A person stepped on the flowers and walked up slowly.

Her face was white, neither pale nor miserable, but a white jade-like sparkling color.

Her eyes were full of starlight, and her silver-white eyes were like two cold stars.

She wore a crown of beads on a sandalwood seat in her blond hair, and her clothes were as white as snow.

She walked very slowly, and when she walked up, she was like a flying fairy in the sky, descending to the world.

A warm smile appeared on Hermione's face, and she strolled forward, took her hand, and put her fingers on them, and the temperature dissipated and gathered again.

The figures of the two gradually coincided, and in the snowy winter, the ceiling reappeared with clouds and the morning sun that had not been seen for a long time.

At this moment, Sherlock's Homitz began to work hard, creating the image of a princess and a prince.

"Oh my God, she's so pretty." Peter looked at Hermione above Zeus and couldn't help but say, Harry also realized that Hermione was also so beautiful...... But Hermione's dance partner...... Isn't that Sherlock?

The crowd was then amazed to find that there were two Sherlocks, one directing above, and the other dancing with Hermione on Zeus.

Hermione's brown pupils reflected the flawless handsome face of the beautiful woman in front of her, the slender jade hand was on the other party's arm, and with the music, the fiery red skirt bloomed, like a manju sawa blooming in hell.

She was smiling, the corners of her mouth outlining a beautiful arc.

The white shirt is clear, the green silk ink dye, the color fan is elegant, and the fairy is like a spirit.

On the frost-like snow-colored robe, there is a dark purple cloud pattern on the wide long cuffs, the long blonde hair flutters messily in the wind, and a pair of silver eyes are like the water of a river under the moon, clear and deep, and there is no trace of fluctuation in the quiet and secluded eyes, like two ice lakes that will not melt for thousands of years.

The white robe fluttered in the wind, the long sleeves crisscrossed left and right, and the endless posture flew and scattered.

Social dancing is an essential skill for a pure-blood wizard, but that's about it.

The fluttering dance posture is light and elegant, in the wide hall, as if there are white and red waves, Hermione shuttles between the dance floor with the rhythm of the other party, the fluttering skirt falls on the spinning feet, and the eyes around gradually condense on the pair of men and women, the stars are shining, singing and dancing, and the dust is like a fairy.

"Why is she...... I mean, how could you possibly be Mr. Sherlock's dance partner? Patil was quite jealous, Harry was a little embarrassed, but he always felt that Hermione's dance partner was not quite right, how to say it, normal Sherlock is handsome and handsome, but the Sherlock in his eyes, that is to say, Hermione's dance partner is more charming, cold, just like a girl.

Zeus placed Hermione on the ground, and as the music slowly ended, they finished the dance, and most of the people on the dance floor didn't continue to dance while Zeus dragged Hermione and them around.

At this time, when they finished dancing, everyone began to applaud enthusiastically.

More applause than the lead dancers of the three warriors.

"Thank you!" Sherlock also bowed slightly to the people below on the high platform, and everyone also gave the conductor a round of applause, and all the instruments in the scene were cast by Sherlock with a soul giving spell, so they were all living Homitz.

I have to say that Hermione's appearance attracted the attention of the audience, and she was even more showy than the three warriors.

"I didn't expect it to be Hermione...... Miss Prince, please restrain yourself. Draco looked at Femia Prince next to him in a cold sweat, although Fimia didn't invite Sherlock, but she was also curious about who Sherlock's dance partner was, because Lupo, Kirk, and Dandeney had already found their respective dance partners, and Femia insisted that Malfoy team up with her and came to the ball.

Malfoy was naturally reluctant to do this, he had already found another dance partner, but under the pressure of Fermia, he still came with him, he knew that this eldest sister just wanted to see who Sherlock's dance partner was, and he didn't plan to dance with him at all.

At this time, seeing Hermione and the Sherlock finished dancing, Malfoy looked at the cold-faced Femiah and stood up, and immediately loudly dissuaded Femia to be calm, although Sherlock's dance partner was Hermione, he was also surprised.

"Get out of here!" Femmia lifted Draco up with one hand and threw it to the side.

Dandeni and Lupo tried to stop it, too, but their legs were shaking.

Fermia walked over anyway, and Hermione and Sherlock sat down and began to rest.

When the others watched Femia walk by, they were all in a state of fear, because they couldn't imagine what would happen next.

"Miss Asinsha, let's dance together." Femia invited each other in the past, and at this time, the surrounding people realized that Hermione's dance partner was not Sherlock, but Asinsa, who was dressed as a man.

Then the real Sherlock is the one who commands from the high platform.

"No problem! I'm going to have a good time dancing today. Asinsha did not refuse Fiumia's invitation, and she completely replaced her brother's role today, as long as the girls came to invite Asinsa, she would not refuse.

Compared to Sherlock, Asin Yarn is much easier to talk to, and Asin Sha, who pretends to be a boy, is even more attractive than Sherlock.

The ball was finally starting to get alive in earnest, and by this time the faculty seats were almost empty, and Hagrid and Madame Maxime had just danced for a short time.

It seems that the teachers are also beginning to deliberately leave time for this group of male and female students, and it seems particularly unnatural for a group of old guys to stay among the enthusiastic students.

But in fact, in addition to the teachers leaving, there were also students who left the ball.

At night, Harry and Ron strolled through the gardens.

"It doesn't matter Parvati, when you and I came out, she was obviously not very happy." Ron asked with a languid sigh.

"You didn't even dance, so you left Padma aside, still worried about how you would explain to her after tonight." Harry asked listlessly, at least he had done two dances.

Ron muttered, "How am I going to go on stage in this dress, look at these laces, Malfoy is right, this style is indeed very popular in the last century." ”

"What's more, you didn't see Hermione's smug look tonight...... I really can't figure it out, it must be Hermione and Asinsha complaining, no one invited her to be a dance partner, and you know that Assinsha and Hermione have such a good relationship that Sherlock can't find it...... She faked ...... But at first I was really shocked, thinking that Hermione had really invited Sherlock. ”

"I think it's a little weird about the two of them...... It's hard to imagine a good relationship. Harry was talking about Hermione and Assinsha, but he couldn't describe the difference.

What struck Harry as strange was that their friendship was skyless.

"But I've heard that Mr. Sherlock doesn't know how to dance at all, and that's why he became the conductor at this ball, and he turned all the instruments into Homitz, but it's also very interesting."

"yes, I can't dance, that's why I claim to have a dance partner, but I don't actually plan to dance at all."

Harry shook his head helplessly.

"As soon as I saw you, I understood in my heart." He said in a strangely hoarse voice.

Harry and Ron froze.

It seems that this scene is something they should not be disturbed about.

Ron pulled Harry into the shadows deeper behind the reindeer.

"What do you understand, Hagrid?" Madame Maxim asked, a ho-ho in her deep voice.

Harry really didn't want to hear it anymore. He knew that Hagrid would hate eavesdropping on him in this situation...... If possible, he would plug his ears with his hands and buzz loudly in his mouth, but that was not appropriate.

He forced himself to take an interest in a beetle crawling on the back of a reindeer, but the beetle wasn't that funny, and Hagrid's words got into his ears anyway.

"I see...... Understand that you are just like me...... Is it your mother or your father? ”

"I ...... I don't know what you mean, Hagrid......"

"It's my mother." Hagrid whispered, "She's one of the few left in England, and of course I don't remember her very well...... She left, you know. When I was about three years old, she didn't feel like a mother, to be honest. Alas...... There's no motherhood in their nature, is there? I don't know what happened to her...... As far as I know, probably dead......"

"It's too cold." She said...... In fact, no matter how low the temperature is, it will not be as cold and biting as her voice: "I want to go in." ”

"Hurry up." Harry said to Ron in a low voice, "Let's go......"

"Harry Potter." A slightly magnetic voice came from the side.

Harry and Ron were pale, at this time, could they have been discovered?

Two slender figures walked by, Harry and Ron had never seen a woman dressed so revealing and hot.

A woman with long blonde hair dressed like an Arabian dancer, with a wheat-colored complexion, next to a beautiful woman with a complexion like white chocolate.

The other party also has a long horn on his forehead.

But it looked like the two in front of him were much older than him and Ron.

The two of them have also never seen such a revealing and charming mature woman.

"Why didn't you go to the dance, I was going to find my master, but we were already late, blame me for finding her too late in the Forbidden Forest, this is my master's dance partner." Camilla stared at them with a look of chagrin, complaining to herself that Sherlock had a dance partner, and his dance partner was the unicorn 'Crystal' who had been treated in the Forbidden Forest.

Because Camilla and Crystal are golden pythons and unicorns, the concept of age is different from ordinary people, Harry and Ron are fourteen years old, so Sherlock is only fifteen years old this year, but according to the age of human beings, Carmilla and Crystal should be over twenty-five years old.