The brightly lit ballroom is lined with flowers, and the huge blue crystal lamps hanging from the top are very dreamy with the glittering floor and the velvet blue drapery hanging low around the ballroom. The roof was imposed, with the illusion of a starry sky on the top of the Harry Tower Perception Room and the Ravenclaw common room, and countless stars swirled in the dark night, with occasional meteors flashing, giving the whole ballroom a dreamy and misty color.

The leprechauns appeared on the stage and pulled out clear and cheerful dance music.

The wizards began to wave their wands, aiming at the heads of Albert and Fleur as they walked to the center of the dance floor, and a large silver star fell on them, swirling around their bodies that were now tightly embraced.

Unlike the somewhat overly elaborate but somewhat oppressive luncheons of the past, the atmosphere was now cheerful, with many people applauding and balloons floating overhead: birds of paradise and little golden bells flew out of them and floated in the air, so that the noise of birds and bells was added to the noise of the audience.

Many male witches began to invite female companions to join the ocean-like dance floor, like countless intertwined rainbows, the skirts of female guests fluttering and spinning, and the heels of male guests stepping on the smooth floor sounded crisp - the phoenix Anka standing on the relief shook its bird's head and looked around, but did not see Alan look a little lost, it had not danced with the phoenix Allen for several days, and it produced a kind of "I Anka don't want to be a great dancer" in the atmosphere of human music Then, with a burst of fire that seemed to burst out of sight, the phoenix began to wave its wings back and forth, and began to dance solo as if it were enjoying itself to the music.

The Spirits also briefly danced a few dances over the dance floor of the living before burrowing into the basement of their own banquet venue, led by Miss Gray Helena.

Around the dance floor, white-clad waiters with trays of drinks and snacks carefully and respectfully weave through the crowd, taking care of the guests. Around the dance floor, some socially savvy wizards are not dancing, and on this celebrity occasion, they hold wine glasses to expand their network and maintain relationships.

In the small reception room on the second floor, the atmosphere was more serious and solemn, Mr. McMillan walked out of it and let out a long breath, the burden in his heart was slightly relaxed, just now, although the answer he got was not what he wanted the most, but at least it ensured the safety of the McMillan family in the future- Harris promised not to liquidate their family in the future, and his son Ernie will be able to get a good position directly in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement or the Department of International Magical Cooperation after graduation, and all McMillan needs to do is not oppose Harris's plans to reform education.

Paying attention to McMillan's descent downstairs, the long-eyed man who had temporarily handed over the task of guarding the Muggle Prime Minister to the others took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and then looked up at Owen - Owen and Morgan Lefay were bringing the Muggle Granger and Crivats with some of the more intimate wizards, and were surrounded by a group of people in the middle to chat warmly.

Long Eyes and Owen's gaze collided, and he noticed that Owen also nodded slightly to himself, so he made a somewhat impatient greeting and proposed: "Minister, it's rare that everyone has time to get together, let's go play cards." ”

"Vladimir, you're right, let's go. The red-nosed Grimson came to his senses, and then subconsciously touched his hat and glanced at the dance floor in a little fright, before he exhaled a cloudy breath, "The ladies don't have to accompany us..."

"Vladimir?" Mr. Krivaert looked back from the dance floor and looked at the long-eyed contact person in front of him as the Prime Minister's contact with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, sorry Flippe... Christopher Lee is just my pseudonym. "My real name is Vladimir Bodlovsky... You know that the Muggle world Britain is not too comfortable with the Russians..."

"Ladies, since these gentlemen are going to leave us to play cards... Let's find ourselves a little amusement, too...", Morgan Le Fay warmly invited, "leave the dance floor for the young people, and let's go to the garden and enjoy afternoon tea... I think there are so many wonderful ladies today that there will be no end to the story, and the tea party will be a success...".

The ladies responded a little more violently than the men - playing cards with their bosses was not a good job, and as Muggles, Mr. Granger and Mr. Clarion were very worried about the magic that wizards would use in board games, which would make their Muggle status a bit embarrassing.

"See you at dinner, then, my dear. Owen walked over and gave his wife a kiss, then greeted the two Muggle fathers warmly, "It's fun, it's not difficult at all, you can get started with a few handfuls, and then teach us the rules we don't know... Come on, let's fight and talk. ”

Seeing that the other party agreed, Morgan Lefay, who was Alan's mother, breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly glanced at the living room upstairs, and now that Hermione and Penelope were being pulled upstairs by Alan to meet the pure-blood families, she and Owen could take their parents for some entertainment without worrying about the other party noticing the bastard things her son had done.

Everything went well, but contrary to Owen's expectations, Mr. Granger, who was conservatively repressed, learned quickly, and Penelope's father was always a little absent-minded, and Owen noticed that from time to time the other party always looked at the sorcerer in the sun-colored robes and marshmallow hair on the blue dance floor, which was Luna's father, Xenophilius Lovegood, which made Owen worry if he had lost to the old man Grimson several times in a row.

Under the influence of the previous champagne, Xenophilius, who had been a little drunk, faded his image as a television station director and became more normal, and he returned to madness after completely letting go, and like his daughter, he deliberately wore a bright yellow robe for the wedding, and raised his hands high on the dance floor, and his arms danced around his head, as if trying to drive away mosquitoes.

Beside him was a dressed Luna, who had the same movements as his father, and the father and daughter closed their eyes in intoxication, and the lights were reflected in circles with the music, and the lights were reflected by their clothes so that people couldn't open their eyes and felt uncomfortable—the wizard next to Lovegood's house who was shaken to the point of dizziness and vomited all the snails he had eaten before was really patted on the back by his female dance partner.

Mr. Crivat squinted, and tugged at his beard in his heart, the more he looked at the strange man, the more familiar he felt, and in the face of such madness, he did not feel as unbearable as he usually saw others, but felt a sense of intimacy—but Mr. Crivat searched his own memories, and he could not see the existence of this man in his memory.

Equally restless were Sirius and Tonks in front of the door of the upstairs parlor, sitting side by side in their chairs.

From time to time, Sirius glanced up at the still closed door of the parlor, and looked down in disappointment, "We should have come earlier." ”

"It's not easy to get rid of Remus again," Tonks sighed and leaned against the armrest, she was a little unaccustomed to high heels as she usually wore leather boots, "and Daisy is looking for me..."

"Sirius!" Harry's voice suddenly rang out, and the Gryffindor New Audio-Technica came out of the staircase panting.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Sirius asked, surprised.

"Sirius, you and Tonks, what do you want to do?!" Ginny pulled a strand of red curls from her sideburns that had just fallen from running behind her ear, and she cautiously glanced around, and when she saw that there was no one, she stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Sirius and Tonks looked stunned, the things they were about to say to Alan were not suitable for Harry to know, and they needed to be kept secret before the truth was revealed.

Sirius said in a stiff and rough tone, "Ginny, this is not your child's business. Let's go downstairs with Harry, that's your stage. ”

Tonks also jumped up from the chair with his habitual movements, but almost fell because he was not used to high heels, she put her hand on Ron and pushed him to the ground: "Ouch!"

Tonks forced her face, and in order to maintain her decency, she continued to shake her arms as if she was deliberately pushing people: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's talk about it later." ”

Harry Tonks and Sirius hurried down the stairs, and when they turned around, the door to the parlor had opened, and the two men looked at each other and began to trot towards the reception room.

At the staircase, several heads suddenly popped up like mushrooms after the rain.

"What is that room for, two of them?" asked Ginny in horror, her mind already involuntarily retracting from the witches.

Harry clenched his fists tightly, he knew that he should have told Professor Lupin in this situation, but it was his godfather after all, and if he said it, Sirius and Lupin's friendship would definitely collapse... But if you don't say it, it would be too unfair to Professor Lupin.

"The two of them closed the door!" Ron added, mouth wide open.

"Let's go, let's go find Professor Lupin!" said Harry, gritting his teeth with pale cheeks after a battle between heaven and man.

(End of chapter)