There was a thick layer of snow on the castle and on the ground, and the blued Beauxbatons carriage looked like a big, cold, frozen pumpkin that stopped beside the ice-covered gingerbread house—Hagrid's hut. The portholes of the Durmstrang were covered in ice, and the equipment was covered in snow-white ice, and the servant elves were in the kitchen scrambling to eat a bunch of rich, warm stews and delicious puddings, and only Isabel seemed to complain about something.

There will be no tea party this Christmas, as there will be a feast at the dance tonight. At seven o'clock, when it was difficult for everyone to see each other, the others told them to stop the snow fight, and then the crowd returned to the lounge, where the fat lady sat by the stairs with his fat body and his friend Willy, both of them very drunk, empty bottles of chocolate liqueur piled up under her portrait.

"Beast fights, that's it. "When everybody said the password.

Ahi, Harry, Ron, and the others changed into their dresses in their rooms.

Each one seemed confident, but nowhere near as good as Ron. He looked at himself in a long mirror in a corner, and looked at himself in the mirror, his face was so frightening that no one noticed that his dress actually looked more like a skirt, and in order to make his clothes more manly, he sprayed a kind of Sling perfume on the neckline and cuffs, which worked well, at least he didn't have to wear a tie, and although he did this elegant thing, the edges of the dress were still frustratingly torn.

Aki was dressed in pure black dress, and wore a black robe outside, looking mysterious and full of stability, and the smile that often hung on the corner of her mouth was quietly hidden, as if she had suddenly grown two years old - from the outside.

As everyone packed up and went downstairs, Ron was still complaining about his dress.

The lounge was a strange scene, crowded with people in colorful dresses, different from the usual black.

The entrance hall was also full of students, waiting for eight o'clock to arrive, when the doors of the hall opened, and people from various rooms crowded into the crowd looking for their dance partners.

Harry and Ginny were found, and Ron found Lavender Brown.

Ahir was still looking around for Hermione, when a group of Slytherin students came out of the city break room and walked upstairs, Draco leading the way, wearing a velvet dress with a high neck, Parkinson holding Draco's arm, wearing a crumpled pink dress. Both Crabbe and Goyle are dressed in green, which looks like mossy stones.

The oak front door opened, and everyone looked over to see Durmstrang's students and Professor Karkaroff enter. Krum was at the front of the group, accompanied by a girl in a blue dress.

A meadow in front of the castle has been transformed into a place full of fairy lamps - countless lifelike fairies sitting among the roses, magically transformed, fluttering their wings above statues of Santa Claus and reindeer.

Then Professor McGonagall's voice was heard saying, "Gentlemen, please come here!"

Professor McGonagall, dressed in a plaid skirt with a rather ugly thistle wreath over the edge of her hat, told them to wait by the door for the others to go in first, and only after the rest of the students were seated did they walk into the hall in a progressive step.

Just when Aki was a little anxious in her heart, and even worried that Hermione was about to retreat, a beautiful suffocating girl finally appeared from the stairs not far away.

It's Hermione!

But she didn't look like Hermione at all. She had arranged her hair, and it was no longer a clump, but smooth and shiny, tied with a noble bow on the door of her head. Dressed in a dress made of flowing conch blue, her body maintained an unusual posture - probably because she had memorized about twenty books less. She was still smiling—an angelic smile, that was Aki's first feeling.

Ahi smiled and greeted, and then, amid countless pairs of eyes, Hermione took Ahi's arm. There is no doubt that they look like a natural pair.

Everyone walked forward in turn, but soon, Aki, who was originally smiling, suddenly looked a little unnatural. In the corner not far away, the three sisters stood quietly together.

Ahi and Hermione looked at each other, Ahi pursed her lips and nodded slightly in that direction, and the two continued on their way.

Once everyone was seated in the hall, Professor McGonagall had the contestants and their dance partners line up in pairs and follow her. They complied, and the audience applauded as they walked into the hall and toward the large round table where the judges were seated.

All the walls of the hall were covered with silver shimmering frost, and hundreds of mistletoe wreaths and ivy intertwined with the star-shaped black ceiling. The tables in the room were all painted, and there were about a hundred rather small, lantern-lit tables, each of which could seat twelve.

One by one, the contestants, like knights returning triumphantly, were welcomed by the cadets. Although Aki was very happy at this time, it had to be when he deliberately ignored some things.

Tonight, however, it was Hermione who was truly surprised, and she was so glamorous that she overpowered Isabel's demeanor.

Dumbledore smiled happily as the players approached the main table, but when he saw Hermione, he was also a little stunned, and then winked at Ahi.

Ludo Bagman, dressed in a bright purple dress with a yellow pattern, was clapping enthusiastically like the other students tonight, while Ms. Maxim, who had left her daily black satin uniform and put on a flowing lilac silk robe, was politely applauding Mr. Crouch did not show up, and the fifth seat of the table was occupied by Percy Weasley.

The contestants took their seats and sat down. Harry sat down with Ashie. Beside him, Ginny had been writhing restlessly.

There was no food on those gleaming plates, but there was a small menu in front of everyone, and Harry picked it up uncertainly, and looked around - there was no one waiting to be answered, but Dumbledore looked at his menu carefully, and then said loudly to his plate, "Ribs!"

The ribs came up, and the rest of the people at the table understood the method and placed orders for their plates.

Isabel criticizes the Hogwarts decorations to her dance partner, Rodger Davis, the Radlaw Quidditch captain.

"It's nothing," she said dismissively, looking at the glowing walls around the hall, "in Beauxbatons' palace, in Klymas's canteen there are ice sculptures everywhere, they don't melt, of course, they are like huge diamond statues, illuminating the whole place, and the food is superb, and a group of beautiful maidens made of wood sing as we eat, there is no such ugly armor in our hall, and if a naughty man breaks into Beauxbatons he will be driven away like this." As she spoke, she slapped her hand impatiently on the table.

Roger Davis looked at her face as she spoke, and the fork was too old to speak, "That's right." Davis said quickly, imitating Isabel slapping her hand on the table, "Just like that, right." ”

Hagrid sat in one of the meals, his body wrapped in his shaggy brown suit, staring at the main table. I am sending autumn waves to each other with Ms. Maxim.

When the food was finished, Dumbledore stood up and asked the students to do the same, and then, with a wave of his hand, all the tables were back to the wall, and the floor was clean all at once, and then he magically raised a stage along the right side of the ground, with a set of drums, guitars, a lute, a cello, and some Scottish bagpipes.

The very sisters took the stage to frantic applause, all furry, dressed in a deliberately torn black gown, and picked up their instruments, when suddenly all the lights on the tables went out and the contestants and dance partners stood up.

Hermione walked onto the dance floor, holding Hermione's waist with one hand and holding Hermione's hand with the other, and the two looked at each other, their eyes full of inexplicable happiness.

On the other side, Harryginie looked uneasy, and the two of them looked around as if to see if anyone was going to assassinate them.

Ahi took Hermione and danced softly to the music, and everyone danced.

Soon, many of the students were on the dance floor, so that the contestants were no longer the center of attention, and Dumbledore was waltzing with Lady Maxime, the tip of his hat only touching her chin, dwarfing him, and yet, although she was such a muscular woman, she moved gracefully. Moody was dancing a very ugly two-step dance with Professor Suniste, nervously avoiding his wooden legs.

"What nice socks, Potter!" Moody's magical eyes fixed on Harry's gown as he passed by.

"Oh, yes, Dobby, the maid elf, knitted it for me. Harry said, grinning.

The dance continued, and when the song was over, a light dance music sounded in his other hand, and Harry hurriedly pulled Ginny and ran down. But Yahi didn't have time to pay attention to others at this time, he and Hermione had forgotten about their troubles, and the two danced to their heart's content, smiles, sweat, and joy intertwined.

And I don't know when, the three Zhang Qiu and Pettier sisters who were under the dance floor have left together.

When the very sisters finished dancing at midnight, the audience erupted in one of the loudest applause at the end, and then they each walked into the entrance hall. A lot of people say it would be nice if the prom lasted longer.