Several of the professors appeared on the stage, their expressions were quite unnatural, especially Professor McGonagall, who was dancing with Ludo Bagman, pursed her lips tightly, and wondered how Bagman had provoked her.

On the contrary, old Deng was dancing a waltz with Madame Maxim with a smile. Compared to her, he was a dwarf, and the top of his pointed hat had just touched her chin. However, for such a large woman, her dance steps are elegant enough.

Mad-Eye Moody awkwardly two-step with Professor Sinista, who nervously dodges his wooden legs. On the contrary, it was Karkarov, who did not know where to go at this time.

And Hermione, who had left the scene, walked directly out of the auditorium without saying a word... After all, the opening dance with an axe in front of so many people is unique in a thousand years. This tastes... Hard to describe.

The front door was open, and Roger, who was being dragged by Hermione and them, walked down the steps, the fairy light in the rose garden shimmering. It is surrounded by low bushes, richly decorated winding paths, and huge stone statues. In the garden, you can clearly hear the sound of splashing water, like a fountain, and occasionally you can see people sitting on openwork benches.

Follow a winding path, through the rose bushes, and the people around you are gradually thinning... At least on the surface, the dull atmosphere was finally broken by Ginny.

"Ah......" The corners of his eyes seemed to hide tears of shame: "It's a shame..."

Hermione couldn't help but hold her forehead and sigh: "In front of hundreds of people..."

Neville: "The biggest in life... No, the second great shame!"

"This kind of thing will probably be forgotten in the next life!!" Harry shouted at the sky, then turned and pounced on Roger, who was walking around the garden behind, "It's all your fault!

"If you regret it, why did you play at the time!" Roger laughed, and tore up with Harry.

“... That's really the way you say that, you disgusting fellow!" Ginny kicked the thing to the side, and then laughed.

"Ahh Shut up, you fools who can't understand the beauty of foreign cultures. Roger laughed heartily.

"Who cares about you..."

"Don't talk about that, let's go have a drink! Roger still has a lot of good stuff hidden in his suitcase!"

"Why drink me!" Roger shouted dissatisfiedly, "Isn't there more or more in the room of requirement?"

"It's as an apology for you to cheat us today!"

This group of abducted little pot friends, who were 108,000 miles different from the original character, turned back and forth in the garden crying wolf, and were shocked to run out of the surrounding roses.

But after a few steps, an unpleasant, familiar voice was heard: "... Don't understand why all this fuss, Igor. ”

"Severus, you can't pretend that none of this happened!" Kakaroff's voice sounded frightened and hoarse, as if he was afraid of being heard, "It has become more and more obvious over the years. I'm very worried right now and I can't deny ......"

"Then run away," Snape's voice said impatiently, "run away... I'll excuse you. But I want to stay at Hogwarts..."

Snape and Karkaroff spun a corner, and the professor suddenly drew his wand and blasted the roses in both directions. He had a straight face and an ugly expression...

"What are you doing here!" he yelled as he watched Roger crouch behind the grass in the same posture as he listened to the roots of the wall.

"Oh, hey, hey.... The weather is nice today, come out and enjoy the moon" Roger licked his face, looked up to the sky and snorted, and then without waiting for Snape to react, he dragged Hermione and ran backwards.

Harry and they followed: "Wait for us, you bastard!"

"Twenty points each!" Snape's fierce voice came from behind him.

"Buckle it, don't be afraid!" laughing wantonly, Roger's group had already run away, startling groups of colorful little fairies to fly into the air. No one paid any attention to why Karkaroff was so worried.

There is no doubt that this garden, which blooms roses at Christmas, is a very clever magic, and they wander all the way to a large stone reindeer, and over the stone deer they see a high fountain splashing and glittering... After running for a long time, they were farther away from the castle.

"Ouch, no, I need to rest for a while...", the little fat man gasped and sat down on a stool on the side of the road.

The rest of the people were also somewhat tired, and Hermione also sat down, shook her high heels wantonly, rubbed her feet and said rarely: "Okay, although I feel stupid when I dance, I have to admit that I feel very happy now." ”

"yes, six fools at the Christmas Ball... It sounds hilarious. "That's exactly what Harry did.

He smiled happily, leaning on his stool with his hands and leaning back to look at the clear sky.

"Breaking the rules makes people happy" Roger looked at his friends with a smile and said, "And I, tonight, I will take you to break a little rule." ”

"But why is that?" Hermione said earnestly, "There are rules to keep us safe and healthy. Everyone is enjoying the benefits of the rules while following the rules. ”

Roger shrugged his shoulders: "The truth can only be found by breaking the rules, and the sensible way to live in this world is to not have rules... It was originally said by a madman, but now I've been trying to live this life..."

Hermione's bright eyes were blazing as she looked at Roger, who hadn't been heard on the subject even after being together for so long... Roger's own topic.

But at this moment, a sharp voice not far away pierced the quiet night sky like a fog horn: "You are so bold!"

Roger: They immediately heard that it was Madame Maxim's voice.

"I've never been insulted like this in my life! Half-blood giants? I'm just skeleton big!" she screamed.

They looked back and saw two large, vague figures sitting on a stone bench... But a figure stood up, it should have been Madame Maxim, and she looked angry, and strode away from the flowers.

The other figure looked big, and it should be Hagrid, if nothing else. He was still sitting on the bench, looking at Madame Maxim's back.

It was too dark for Roger to make out the expression on his face. Then, after a minute or so, he got up and strode away... Instead of returning to the castle, he walked in the direction of his hut, towards the pitch-black field outside.