Although the teachers gave the fourth-graders a lot of homework during the holidays, the students simply didn't have the heart to do their homework when the semester ended. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In the week leading up to Christmas, everyone played together. Hufflepuff students are known for being calm and famous, but even they have gone crazy during this time, making all sorts of fuss and madness in the common room.

The people in the Gryffindor Tower, which Duten was most familiar with, were almost the same as they were before the holiday, and the tower seemed to have shrunk because the people who lived in it were much more noisy than usual. Fred and George's canary biscuits sold well, and in the first day or two of the holiday, someone suddenly jumped on the ground and grew feathers all over their bodies. However, the Gryffindor classmates soon learned their lesson and were very wary of the food being handed to them, lest a canary cookie be hidden in the middle. George trustfully told Duten that he and Fred were working on another new product.

Du Teng tried the canary biscuits, which tasted good and were quite interesting, which shows that the twin brothers do have an unparalleled talent in spoofing.

Heavy snow fell on the castle and grounds. Beauxbatons' light blue carriage looked like a large pumpkin hanging in a crate in winter, and the gingerbread cottage with frosting next to it was Hagrid's cabin; The sides of the big Durmstrang were covered with ice, which became smooth and translucent, and the saillines were stained with a layer of hoarfrost. The house-elves in the kitchen below were so busy preparing hot stews and sweet puddings that only Fleur Delacour could find an excuse to complain.

"The food at Hogwarts is so greasy," Duten said with a frown as they left the Great Hall one night, "I won't be able to wear my robes!" ”

"Oh, that's tragic," Hermione said unceremoniously as she watched Fleur walk out of the auditorium and into the foyer, "she thinks about herself all day long, doesn't she?" ”

"Hermione—who are you going to the prom with?" Ron asked.

He always asked her this question so unexpectedly, expecting her to tell the truth in the most unsuspecting moment. But Hermione just frowned and said, "Of course I want to talk to ......"

"You're kidding, Weasley!" Malfoy's voice suddenly sounded behind them: "What, did someone actually invite that guy to the ball?" That big-toothed mudbloods? ”

Harry and Ron spun around sharply, Duten stopped, but Hermione waved at someone behind Malfoy and said loudly, "Hello, Professor Moody!" ”

Malfoy's face turned white, and he jumped back, looking around in a panic for Moody, only to see Moody still sitting at the faculty desk, eating his share of the stew.

Duten stepped up to Malfoy, slightly possessed, his mouth close to Malfoy's ear.

"Dear Malfoy, I think you're smart, aren't you? You know what I'm capable of, and you should know my relationship with Hermione, if, I mean, if I hear even one more insult to Hermione from your mouth, will you believe it or not I'll make your mouth grow together? From then on, you will never have an upper lip and a lower lip, and you will not even be able to eat. If you don't believe me, I can show you a side, and trust me, you won't like it. Because my magic is not something that ordinary people can undo unless you can find three great wizards like Dumbledore. ”

Du Teng still had a smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Malfoy's face turned a little blue, he didn't take Harry and Ron to threaten him, but he didn't dare not take Duten's words to heart. The main thing is that the scene where Du Teng easily defeated the fire dragon is really terrifying, not to mention these students, even many adult wizards can't do it, no, it's not accurate to say that, it should be that most adult wizards can't do it to his level.

Ordinary wizards, when facing the fire dragon, either rely on the team or rely on skill, and the scene of defeating the fire dragon by pure strength like this is so shocking that Malfoy was frightened. Now threatened by Du Tengyi, he involuntarily substituted himself into the position of the fire dragon. Imagine yourself facing that terrible spell, and all he can do is run away.

"You're a twitching little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?" Hermione relentlessly as she walked up the marble staircase with Duten, Harry, and Ron, laughing heartily.

"Hermione," Ron said, looking sideways at her, frowning suddenly, "Your teeth ......"

"What's wrong?" Hermione said.

"Oh my God, they're different...... I just noticed ......"

"Of course they're not the same—what, do you expect me to keep those tusks that Malfoy gave me?"

"No, I mean, they're not the same as they were before Malfoy cast that spell on you...... They are all ...... It's neat, and -- and it's a normal size. ”

Hermione suddenly smiled very mischievously, and Harry noticed that Hermione's smile was indeed very different from what he remembered.

"That's right...... When I went to Madam Pomfrey to shrink her enchanted teeth, she held up a mirror and told me to stop when the teeth returned to their previous normal state. Hermione said, "I'll ...... Let her overdo it a little. She smiled even more. Mom and Dad won't be happy. For years, I tried to persuade them to make my teeth smaller, but they wanted me to stick with the wire frame that corrected my teeth. You know, they're all dentists, and they don't think teeth and magic should be - look! Piggy is back! ”

In fact, she had more reasons in her heart, so she couldn't say it to others, she quietly glanced at Du Teng, Du Teng happened to look at it too, and a little simmering, which made Hermione blush and didn't dare to look at him.

……

On Christmas Day, in the afternoon, the friends came to the field outside.

The snow was white, and almost no one had stepped on it, except for a deep footprint that Durmstrang and Beauxbatons' students had taken as they returned to the castle. Hermione only wanted to watch Harry and the Weasley brothers have a snowball fight, and she refused to participate, and at five o'clock, she said she was going back upstairs to prepare for the ball.

"What, you need three hours?" Ron asked, looking at her incredulously. He was so distracted that he was hit in the cheek by a large snowball thrown by George. "Who are you going with?" He shouted at Hermione's back, but Hermione just waved her hand and walked up the stone steps into the castle.

Duten's voice was very low when he threatened Malfoy before, Harry and Ron didn't hear him say anything, and they were too slow to ask such a stupid question.

There are no Christmas refreshments today because there is a feast at the ball. At seven o'clock, when it was dark and it was not easy to aim at the target, the others gave up the snowball fight and returned to the common room together. The fat lady sat in the frame with her friend Violet downstairs, both drunk, with several empty boxes of chocolate at the bottom of her portrait.

"Vivid light, yes, that's right!" She listened to their orders, giggled and turned forward, letting them in.

Maybe it should be "Wonderland Light", the fat lady was drunk and said the wrong password.

Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville all looked nervous as they changed into their robes in the dorm room upstairs, but none of them were as depressed as Ron, looking at himself in front of the long mirror in the corner with a horrified expression on his face. His gown resembles a skirt, a fact that cannot be avoided. To add a bit of masculinity to his robes, he made a desperate bet and recited a cutting spell on the folds and lace. It worked, at least the lace on his clothes was gone, but he didn't do his job well, and when a couple of men came downstairs, his collar and cuffs were still frustrating.

"I really don't understand how you two managed to get the prettiest girl in the grade." Dean muttered under his breath.

"Opposites attract." Ron replied sullenly, pulling the threads off the cuffs.

The common room looked strange, and the people inside were no longer blue and black, but dressed in colorful ceremonial robes. Parvati was waiting for Harry at the bottom of the stairs. She looked very beautiful indeed, dressed in a piercing pink robe, her jet-black hair braided with gold ribbons, and the gold bracelets on her wrists shimmering. Harry was relieved to see that she hadn't giggled.

"You're - uh- beautiful." He said unnaturally.

"Thank you." She said. "Padma meets you in the foyer." She said to Ron again.

"Okay." Ron said, looking around, "Where's Hermione?" ”

Parvati shrugged. "Let's go down, shall we, Harry?"

"Okay." Harry said he wished he could stay in the common room. Harry bumped into Fred as he drilled through the hole in the portrait, and Fred winked mischievously at him.

The foyer was also crowded with students, all circling back and forth, waiting for eight o'clock when the doors of the auditorium would open. Some people want to meet up with their dance partners from other houses, so they squeeze sideways through the crowd, looking for each other. Parvati finds her sister Padma and leads her over to Harry and Ron.

"Hello." Padma said she was as beautiful as her sister and wore a bright green robe. However, she doesn't seem to have much interest in Ron being her dance partner. Her dark eyes looked Ron up and down, her gaze resting on the fur collar and cuffs of his gown.

"Hello," Ron said, but instead of looking at her, his eyes were looking around in the crowd, "Oh......"

He bent his knees slightly, hiding behind Harry as Fleur Delacour approached. She was stunningly beautiful in a silver-gray satin robe, and was accompanied by Rodger Davis, the captain of the Quidditch team at Ravenclaw College. When they were far away, Ron straightened up again and looked over the crowd into the distance.

"Why don't you see Hermione?" He asked again.

A group of Slytherin students descended the steps from their underground common room. At the front was Malfoy, dressed in a black velvet gown with a turtleneck, like a parish priest. Pansy Parkinson wore a light pink robe full of frils, and she hung tightly on Malfoy's arm. Both Crabbe and Goyle were green, like two mossy stones, and it seemed that neither of them had been able to find a dance partner.

The oak front door was opened, and everyone turned to see Durmstrang's students walking in with Professor Karkaroff. Krum walked at the front, beside a beautiful girl in a blue robe. Above their heads, a lawn in front of the castle was transformed into a grotto with sparkling fairy lights - which meant hundreds of living fairies, either sitting in magically conjured roses or flapping their wings on statues that appeared to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At that moment, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Warriors, please come over here!" ”

Parvati adjusted her bracelet and a big smile appeared on her face. She and Harry said "I'll see you later" to Ron and Padma and walked forward, the chattering crowd flashing a passage for them to pass by.

Professor McGonagall wears a red tartan robe with an unsightly wreath of thistle flowers on the brim. She told them to stand by the door and wait, allowing the others to go in first. After the students were seated, they lined up and walked into the auditorium. Fleur Delacour and Roger Davis stood closest to the door. Davis couldn't believe he was so lucky to have a dance partner like Fleur that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Cedric and Cho Chang also stood next to Harry. Harry looked away so he didn't have to talk to them. His eyes fell on the girl beside Du Teng. Suddenly, his mouth opened in surprise.

It's Hermione.

But she didn't look like Hermione at all. She made some hands and feet on her hair, and they were no longer unkempt, but supple and shiny, and pulled back into a tasteful bun. She wore a robe made of flowing light purple blue fabric, and somehow her temperament was different, perhaps just because she had removed the twenty or so thick books she usually carried on her body. She smiled too, but the shrunken front teeth looked smaller.

Today, Hermione, showing a beauty that she had never shown before, stood beside Duten, smiling at Harry and Ron.

For the first time, Harry and Ron had a heart-pounding feeling for Hermione, and it stands to reason that their relationship was once the most iron, and even Duten couldn't get involved. But once Hermione was too ugly a duckling, and they didn't have any superfluous ideas. This gave Duten a chance, and Duten spent the time he missed finally joining the small group completely, and now, Hermione was the other side of Duten, and Harry and Ron looked at each other, and could only shrug their shoulders helplessly.

Du Ten is also their iron buddy, and no matter how beautiful Hermione is, they can only watch from a distance.

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. They rushed in and walked towards a large round table at the front of the auditorium where the referees were seated, and the people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

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 long dress.

The prom has officially begun! (To be continued.) )