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.

But Roger was sure Neville wouldn't have to work that hard... Because of Luna's silver sequins... Dresses -- or tube skirts -- are eye-catching.

Far away, Roger and the others who came down together saw her.

"Luna looks pretty good~ It's not inferior to the clothes I provided. Roger smiled at Hermione, who was walking side by side, and said, "It's just hard to tell what type of dress her dress is." ”

Hermione's mouth opened and closed a few times, and finally she only spoke, "There is a fundamental reason for not wearing the clothes you sent..."

They walked towards the Mad Girl, and Neville looked a little cramped standing beside her, as there was always a snickering around her, but with Roger's arrival, the crowded foyer instantly cleared up three feet for them.

"Hello~" Luna greeted lightly.

"The clothes are good," Roger said with a pertinent smile, "Radiant~"

"Thank you~" Luna looked at him with hazy eyes: "When my dad was preparing this dress, I said that most people would probably wear a dress and robe, but he believed that he should wear moon-colored clothes to attend the party, in order to please the head... However, I think something should be missing from your clothes~"

Roger grinned, "It's true that something is missing, but it's not in a hurry right now..."

At this moment, the oak front door was opened, and everyone turned their heads to see Durmstrang's students and Professor Karkaroff walking in together. Krum was at the front, next to a beautiful girl in a blue robe that Harry didn't know.

Above their heads, a lawn in front of the castle could be seen transformed into a grotto, with the light of the fairies shimmering in it, meaning that there were hundreds of living fairies, either sitting among the magically conjured roses or flapping their wings on top of the statues.

"Those statues look familiar," Roger said, rubbing his chin and pondering.

Hermione beside her couldn't help but roll her eyes: "That's Santa Claus and his reindeer." ”

Roger didn't answer, he certainly knew it was Santa Claus. And when he says familiar, he means that the figure and posture of the statue seem to have been seen somewhere.

"Warriors, please!" Professor McGonagall's voice rang behind her.

Hermione put her arm into the crook of Roger's arm and struggled to adjust her expression so that her smile didn't appear too stiff before she stepped forward, and the chattering crowd flashed 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.

Roger looked at the dance partners of the three real warriors, except for Zhang Qiu, a northeastern girl wearing a cheongsam next to Cedric, he didn't know the dance partners of Fleur and Krum, but the boy next to Fleur didn't seem to believe that he had such good luck to get a dance partner like Fleur, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

The crowd hurried past them without pausing, but Roger was keenly aware of Malfoy's two big henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, dressed in green, walking together, like two mossy stones.

Neither of these two sluts could find a dance partner, or is there some indescribable reason... Then it is unknown.

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 referee was seated, and the people in the auditorium applauded warmly.

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.

They made their way to the front of the guest of honor, Dumbledore smiling happily, and Karkaroff squinting at Krum with satisfaction.

Bagman, who played as a commentator on the field, wore a bright purple robe with a large yellow star on it tonight, and he slapped enthusiastically like his classmates. Madame Maxim stripped off her usual black satin uniform and wore a lilac flowing robe.

The only strange thing was that Mr. Crouch did not come, and in the fifth seat at the table sat Percy Weasley, one of Ginny's older brothers, who had graduated last year.

The warriors and their dancing partners walked to the table, and Percy pulled open an empty chair beside him and looked at Harry with blazing eyes. Roger pushed the little savior in the back, and he took Hermione away from him.

Staying in the Burrow during the summer holidays, they had listened to Percy's endless chatter about the thickness of the cauldron bottom, and it was only fitting to take Harry and Ginny over to the top of the tank.

There was no food on the gleaming plates yet, but everyone had a small menu in front of them. Roger picked up his menu and looked at it, the words on it were small, but they were all neatly arranged, and at a cursory glance there must have been at least a hundred patterns. Hermione looked around uncertainly... There was no one around.

I saw Dumbledore take a closer look at his menu, and then looked at his plate, and said very clearly, "Pork chops!"

The pork chops appeared immediately. The others at the table suddenly realized and followed suit, and Roger followed the menu and started from the beginning.

Hermione next to her poked the back of the thing hard: "Please, restrain yourself... If you read it any longer, the table will almost not be able to put it down. ”

Roger put down the menu and found that although the girl was exaggerating, the large plates of food were almost crowded with no place for her and Neville, who was sitting on the other side of Roger.

"Okay, then finish these before ordering. The boy picked up his knife and fork and licked his lips.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the speed of Roger's meal is not an exaggeration, but Hermione has long been accustomed to this, and sits quietly beside him, eating Hungarian beef stew in small bites.

As for the others, they have already seen his inhuman belly and speed after coming here for so long, and they all try to ignore this thing. Of course, what happened on the first project also accounted for a considerable weight.

Harry, who was sitting with Percy on the other side, actually chatted with him, and looking at the smug look on Percy's face as if he had been elected ruler of the universe, you could guess that he was showing off his promotion to the little savior... You know, Mr. Crouch is his immediate boss.

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