Everyone was eating and chatting, and in general, the atmosphere of the meal was quite harmonious, Roger's mouth was stuffed with food and his ability to still speak clearly did not snub Hermione, and all kinds of jokes emerged in endlessly. This thing has a great sense of humor when it's not making trouble.

When everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore stood up and told his classmates to stand up as well. Then, with a wave of his wand, he whizzed some of the tables to the wall, leaving an open space in between. He conjured up a high stage, which was attached to the base of the right wall, on which lay a set of drums, guitars, a lute, a cello, and an organ.

At this moment, the eccentric sisters rushed onto the stage together to pick up their respective instruments, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause. Roger watched them with great interest, these girls were all very thick-haired, wearing deliberately torn black robes, like the beautiful demeanor of the wizarding world to kill Matt.

Then, the lanterns at the other tables went out, and the three Warriors and their dancing partners stood up.

"Hurry up!" Hermione whispered next to hermione, "We should dance!"

"Hmm... Wait a minute..."Roger lowered his head strangely, and said with an urn in an angry voice, holding his wand in one hand and not knowing what he was doing.

"Okay~" When the goods stood up, there was already a stack of axes in their hands, and they were distributed to their friends one by one: "Before dancing, you must first prepare the axes~"

"I mean, when I practice, I always feel like I'm missing an axe..."Harry leaned over with a smile and took the axe, slowed down for two seconds before slamming it down, "What the hell is the axe! It's related to dancing!"

"Of course there is, how can the gang dance of the Axe Gang not have an axe?" Roger bent down to pick up the axe, held one in one hand, and asked the little savior with a pleasant face: "Brave Sao Nian~ Did you lose this golden axe? Or this silver axe?"

"Even though they're all iron axes, don't play with the river god terrier! Forget it, I don't want to complain..."Harry covered his face in a dejected manner, not wanting to dwell on the issue any longer.

Because of this delay, the other three genuine warriors have already entered and started dancing.

Roger threw the axe back in front of the little savior, and the blade of the axe nailed to the thick wooden table made a soft 'doo' sound, and then he gave a thumbs up to his friends and smiled brightly: "Let's start the carnival~"

With that, the creature turned sideways to follow the music and entered the dance floor, leaving Harry and the others at a loss as they watched the axe in their hands.

Roger's solo appearance immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd, and for a moment they all thought that this thing had not found a dance partner: "Look, someone hasn't found a dance partner..."

"Alas, it's the fierce man who eats raw dragon's eye in the arena..."

"Please don't mention this stubble..."

"That kind of goods should be natural to not find a dance partner..."

The crowd of onlookers was full of discussions, almost all of them laughing at Roger, Hermione at the round table gritted her teeth and beckoned to her friends, and also got on the dance floor: "Let's go! Things have come to this point, no amount of axes will be far off!"

At the same time, Luna followed, and the excitement on the crazy girl's face was no less than that of the others...

The two girls stood behind Roger and swayed along with his movements, three bright axe blades dazzling in the light.

Harry commented with a nonchalant expression, "Well... The picture is even brighter than imagined..."

"I don't feel like I can show it to a child..."Neville said with a straight face, "but my dance partners are all up, and it's really ugly for me to be alone down there..."

As he spoke, the little fat man smiled miserably at Harry, "I hope tonight's events can overshadow my title of 'naked hunk'..."

"That's impossible, don't be delusional. The little savior told the truth without mercy, but Neville had already jumped onto the dance floor with an axe in his hand, standing behind Luna.

The friends went up one after the other, and Harry watched them, his fingers rubbing against the smooth hilt of the axe.

"As Roger said, the protagonist always appears last...", he asked Ginny softly beside him, "Now that they're all up, it's our turn." ”

The little girl ignored Harry's words, but stood still with her eyes closed, muttering to herself like a dream: "Christmas ball, in the richly decorated Hogwarts auditorium, dancing gently with the people you like... It's like a dream, and the scene is embellished with the album of memories in my heart..."

The little savior listened to Ginny's words, and then looked at the little friends who were swaying on the dance floor, and felt that the two scenes had no connection at all...

"But now," the girl let out a long sigh and opened her eyes in resignation, "the old lady's album is full of bright axes..."

Harry didn't know how to take that...

But after a few seconds, Ginny's face changed, her eyebrows raised, and she picked up the axe nailed to the table with a fierce movement, and thrust it into Harry's arms very manipulously, "Let's go, they're all waiting for us... It's supposed to be a dance of six people, but how can we do it with two less?"

"Yes!" Harry tightened the handle of the axe with his right hand, took Ginny with his left hand, and strode up...

The Weird Sisters play a slow, melancholy tune, but on the brightly lit dance floor, Roger's group of six forms a '123' pyramid of formations swinging around...

After Hermione and the others came on the field with the same heroic attitude, the discussion of the people around them about Roger also shifted slightly:

"Don't they feel dangerous when they swing their axes around?"

"That's not the point... Dancing for Mao to get an axe!?"

"Although there is Roger's goods, I have to say that this dance is really very feeling... There is a sense of weakness but an inexplicable sense of momentum..."

"Please don't mention that name..."

"I don't know the sense of momentum, I think the expressions of the people behind me are tragic enough......"

According to common sense, after all the people who danced the opening dance are on the stage for a while, the rest of them can follow suit, and there is no need to wait for the piece to be completely finished. But on the current dance floor, not only did no one dare to play, but even the three pairs of genuine warriors who had already preceded Roger did not dare to approach this side...

Probably in addition to Roger's deterrent, the fear of being scratched by those six axes should also account for a considerable proportion...

It wasn't until Roger and the others finished dancing and stretched their axes over their heads that people began to enter the dance arena one after another.