Chapter 107: The Yule Ball 2
Once everyone was seated in the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall told the Warrior and their dance partners to line up in twos and follow her inside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info they rushed in, towards a large round table in front of the auditorium where the referee was seated, and the people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.
As she walked, Susan held Wang Yong and smiled charmingly, like the hostess of a dinner party.
The walls of the auditorium were covered in glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, with hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and wreaths of ivy. 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.
The warriors came to the front of the guest of honor, and Dumbledore smiled happily. Ludo Bagman slapped his classmates as passionately as his classmates tonight, wearing a bright purple robe with a big yellow star on it.
Madame Maxim stripped off her usual black satin uniform and wore a lilac flowing robe. Mr. Crouch did not come. In the fifth seat at the table sat Percy Weasley.
Harry was pulled away by Percy, while Wang Yong and Susan sat next to Dumbledore.
Seeing Wang Yong and Susan seated, Dumbledore blinked his blue eyes: "Invited your little girlfriend?" She is beautiful today. β
Wang Yong smiled and nodded. And Susan lowered her head a little shyly, and under the brilliant night sky, her porcelain white skin seemed to have a brilliant glow.
"I've got a bit of an eyebrow about that now." Dumbledore lowered his voice, an inexplicable glint in his eyes.
Wang Yong smiled, of course he knew what he was referring to, he stroked Susan's slender and tender little hand: "Don't tell me about the cliff by the sea. β
"No, what is a cliff? That's the side ...... the villa."
"I understand. Go for the summer vacation. Wang Yong smiled, and there was a kind of casual pleasure in his eyes.
Dumbledore smiled too, "Well, it seems like you know these things a lot better than I do. β
The two men stopped talking, because they noticed that Karkaroff and Madame Maxim were both turned sideways, and their ears seemed to be pricked up, trying to hear something with all their might.
There was no food on the gleaming plates yet, but everyone had a small menu in front of them. I saw Dumbledore take a closer look at his menu, and then look at his plate and say very clearly, "Pork chops!" β
The pork chops appeared immediately. Wang Yong ordered himself a Hungarian beef stew and Bordeaux wine. Susan, on the other hand, ordered a vegetable salad and veal. The two were talking, and Wang Yong's eyes couldn't help but sweep to Hermione and Krum.
She was having a speculative conversation with Victor Krum, seemingly oblivious to what she was eating.
Wang Yong had never heard Krum speak before, but he was speaking now, and with great gusto. Seeing that Hermione and Krum were very harmonious, to be honest, he was a little uncomfortable psychologically, but he quickly turned his gaze.
After all, Hermione still spent a lot of time with Harry and Ron, and if Wang Yong was uncomfortable every day, he would have died of depression.
Thinking of this, he felt as if there was nothing wrong with him, he could say sorry for the snow, sorry for Ginny, but for Hermione, she didn't hang out with the other two boys all the time? Thinking of this, Wang Yong seemed to feel a little figured out, and seemed to feel a little blocked in his heart.
But he quickly shook his head and put the little thought behind him.
Krum's voice still kept drilling into his ears, but hearing him talking about Durmstrang made Wang Yong a little interested.
"Ah, we also have a castle, which I don't think is as big as this one, and it's not as comfortable as here." He told Hermione, "Ours is only four floors, and we can only light a fire when we cast magic. But our field is bigger than here - but the days are short in winter and we can't play on the field. In the summer, we flew around outside every day, over the lake, over the mountainsβ"
"Alright, alright, Victor!" Karkaroff said and laughed, but there was no smile in his cold eyes, "Don't give more secrets, or your charming friend will know where we are!" β
Dumbledore smiled, his eyes sparkling. "Igor, keep it a secret like this...... People think you don't welcome people to visit. β
"Oops, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said, grinning wide and showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, "we all want to protect our private domain, don't we?" Don't we need to be careful to guard the school halls we have entrusted with them? Shouldn't we be proud that only we know the secrets of the school? Shouldn't we keep these secrets? β
"Oh, I wouldn't have dreamed I knew all the secrets of Hogwarts, Igor." Dumbledore said kindly, "For example, just this morning, I took a wrong turn in the toilet and found myself in a beautifully furnished room that I had never seen before, with all sorts of delicate and luxurious potty pots.
When I went back to investigate, I found that the room was gone. But I have to pay close attention. It only enters at about half past five in the morning. Or it only occurs during the first quarter of the moon - or it may be when the bladder of the person looking for the toilet is particularly full. β
Wang Yong crossed his legs and smiled slightly, most of the time, if someone wanted to go to the Room of Request, they would probably only return in vain, after all, it was often recruited by Wang Yong as his laboratory.
Meanwhile, Fleur Delacour is criticizing Roger Davis about the Hogwarts dΓ©cor.
"It's nothing," she said contemptuously, looking at the starlit walls around the auditorium, "at Beauxbatons Castle, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas. Of course, they don't melt...... Like a giant diamond statue that sparkles in the auditorium.
The food was also superb. We also have a choir of mountain fairies, and when we eat, they serenade us. We don't have any of these ugly armors on our walls, and if any mischievous ghost breaks into Beauxbatons, he's bound to be kicked out, like this. She slapped her hand on the table impatiently.
Roger Davis watched her speak, with a look of fascination on his face, and several times his fork was crooked, not putting food in his mouth.
"That's right!" Davis hurriedly responded, imitating Fleur and patting the table with his hand, "It's like this." That's right. β
Seeing Davis's bear-like appearance, Wang Yong couldn't help laughing, feeling that it was a pity that he didn't have a mobile phone in the wizarding world, and if this scene was secretly filmed, he could laugh at him for a year.
Susan couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene: "Eh, Wang Yong." What have you been going to do every morning lately? β
Wang Yong played with Susan's white fingers: "Practice national arts." β
"Guoshu? What is that? Susan had some curiosity on her face, she knew that Wang Yong's footprints were not only in her own world, but she was not very clear where she had explored.
"It's like this." Wang Yong gently put his thumb on the dining table, and with a slight force, a thumb-shaped indentation appeared on the hard wooden surface.
"Whew, that's amazing." Susan's eyes widened, and she used her finger to compare the handprint: "What a great power, what kind of world is this?" Saying this, her voice couldn't help but become very small, and she approached Wang Yong's ear, making him a little itchy.
Wang Yongyi hugged Susan and sat on his lap, Susan let out a small exclamation, and leaned on his arms with peace of mind.
"It's an interesting world, and I'll introduce you to a big sister in that world after a while, and her national art cultivation is much higher than mine."
"Big sister...... Hum hum ......" Susan let out a meaningful laugh and tugged at the mustache that had just grown on Wang Yong's chin.
"Uh-" Wang Yong was embarrassed: "In that world, her national art is indeed one of the strongest people, and she is easier to contact a little, and the other few ......"
"I understand~" Susan was still laughing.
"Actually, you're not a particularly person, you're the first girl I've ever met when I stepped into time travel, you know? You are different. Wang Yong argued.
Susan gently covered his hand at this time, her words were gentle, and her eyes were full of tenderness: "I know." You have crossed countless time and space, have a long life, and have unlimited experiences, I can't be by your side in every world, and it's a good thing to have some good women in other worlds, and I'm afraid that you will get lost and can't take care of yourself. β
"Hmm." Wang Yong agreed, and his heart was touched with tenderness: "You can rest assured, in fact, after me, there is no other ......"
"Well, I understand." Susan leaned gently into Wang Yong's arms. She has always regarded herself as Wang Yong's wife, these things will naturally be taken into account, for his man, this magical world is his first world, and it is normal to be interested in more girls, and when he has read all the flowers, there will be a few left, after all, the novelty of love and sex will make fledgling young people desperate, but it is not forever.
The important thing for herself is to keep up with him, or at least take care of the rear affairs for him, so that when he is fighting outside, he will always have a warm and warm home, and she has some plans in her heart.
Wang Yong hugged Susan, and the two of them were grinding their ears and temples, and their hearts were in touch.