Hermione dressed up so well that she looked like she had become a different person. Hermione magically manipulated her hair, and instead of being unkempt, it became supple and shiny, pulled back into an elegant bun. She wore a robe made of flowing light violet-blue fabric.

Standing on the stage in the center of the crowd, wearing a dress and robe, the temperament on his face is very different from the past. There is less immaturity and studentishness, more maturity and atmosphere, and some feminine charm. At this moment, she was so moving, Maple suddenly felt as if she had lost something very important, and it could never be recovered...

The warriors of the two houses became each other's dance partners, and Hermione and Krum suddenly became the center of attention.

Parvati, who felt like her brilliance had been taken away from her, was jealous and stared at Hermione with an undisguised look of suspicion. She's not alone. As the door to the auditorium opened, the members of the Krum Starchaser Club in the library strode by, all casting hateful glances at Hermione. Pansy Parkinson walked by Malfoy's arm, glaring at Hermione, and even Malfoy couldn't seem to find a word to insult her.

Harry's mouth opened wide in surprise when he saw Hermione, and then he turned his head and quickly searched for Maple in the crowd. Ron's gaze barely took off his partner's gaze, wondering if he had noticed that Hermione had agreed to be Wickdor Klum's dance partner.

Many of Maple's acquaintances from Gryffindor also subconsciously glanced at Maple after seeing Hermione and Krum dancing together.

Maple stood with his dance partner Luna Lovegood as if nothing had happened, never looking at Hermione again.

"You didn't really want to invite me, you still think about her, right?" Luna said.

Luna is really smart, she seems to see through everything. It's just that after seeing through it and saying it directly without any scruples, it's no wonder that Luna is so unlikable and has the nickname of a crazy girl. Sometimes the truth hurts more than a lie.

However, although Luna's personality is not likable, if you can put up with her bluntness, a friend like her is indeed a trustworthy partner.

Maple was a little surprised, he looked at Hermione a few times and immediately looked away, hiding his thoughts, but he didn't expect to be noticed by the keen Luna.

"Nope." Maple still refuses to admit it.

Maple suddenly grabbed Luna's hand, and leaned towards Luna. Luna didn't refuse, and she didn't cooperate. This time she didn't hide from Luna's eyes, and she noticed that Hermione glanced over when Maple suddenly grabbed her hand.

Then she suddenly turned her head back and smiled brightly at her dancing partner.

Come on, hurt each other!

Luna had an inquiring look on her face, and she seemed to find it interesting. Luna often talked about Ravenclaw's phrase 'Superior wisdom is the greatest treasure of mankind', but now this scene of Maple and Hermione is not explained by mere wisdom, and she does not understand it.

Luna can see through everything, but she doesn't seem to understand it all, she is too smart to be sophisticated, otherwise she wouldn't have such a bad popularity.

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.

Harry focused his thoughts, careful not to trip. Parvati seemed happy. She smiled brightly at everyone and led Harry forward. Harry felt like a circus dog, led by her in the tricks. As he approached the guest of honor, Harry saw Ron and Celia.

They had been chatting happily, and the smile on Ron's face never stopped. Harry felt like he didn't even notice himself as he passed Ron. However, Harry followed Ron's silhouette and noticed that Fred and George's gaze was also sweeping to this side, with Harry's familiar smirks on their faces. Harry was hesitating to warn Ron when Parvati had already taken him out of Ron's side.

Dumbledore smiled happily as the warriors approached the guest of honor, but Karkaroff was not very happy when he saw Krum and Hermione getting closer and closer. Ludo Bagman slapped his classmates as enthusiastically as his classmates as he wore a bright purple robe with a large yellow star on it tonight. Madame Maxim stripped off her usual black satin uniform and wore a lilac flowing robe. However, Harry suddenly noticed that Mr. Crouch did not come. On the fifth seat at the table sat Percy Weasley.

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. Harry understood what he meant, and sat down next to Percy. Percy wore a new navy blue gown with a smug and pretentious look on her face.

"I've been raised," Percy said before Harry could speak—and you would think he had just been chosen as the supreme ruler of the universe, "I'm Mr. Crouch's personal assistant now, and I'm here on his behalf. ”

"Why didn't he come?" Harry asked. He didn't want to listen to Percy babble endlessly about the thickness of the bottom of the cauldron throughout the banquet.

"I'm sorry that Mr. Crouch is not doing well, very badly. Something has not been right for him since the World Cup. It's not surprising that the work is too hard. He's not as young as he used to be, although, of course, he's still very good, and his mind is still as sharp as ever.

But the World Cup was a terrible defeat for the entire Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Crouch was greatly stimulated by his personal emotions because of his misbehavior as his house-elf, named Twinkle or something. Naturally, he fired her immediately afterwards, but, alas, as I said, he was old and needed to be taken care of. I think since the house-elf left, he's noticed that the comfort of his home has plummeted.

Then we had to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and deal with the aftermath of the World Cup, and that hateful woman named Skeeter was spreading rumors everywhere. Alas, poor man, he was spending a Christmas in peace, and he needed rest so badly. I'm glad he knows he has someone he can rely on to take care of some things for him. ”

Harry was tempted to ask if Mr. Crouch no longer called Percy "Weatherby", but he resisted the temptation.

There was no food on the gleaming plates yet, but everyone had a small menu in front of them. Harry picked up his menu uncertainly, looked around, and there was no waiter. I saw Dumbledore take a closer look at his menu, and then look at his plate and say very clearly, "Pork chops!" ”

The pork chops appeared immediately. The other people at the table suddenly realized and followed suit, ordering their favorite food on their plates.

"Ah, we also have a castle, which I don't think is as big as this one, and it's not as comfortable as here." Wickdor Krum said to Hermione, if it weren't for hearing him and Hermione chatting so happily, Harry on the side would have thought he couldn't speak, it was the first time Krum had spoken so much since he had been in contact with him in the World Cup. And judging by the excited look on his face as he spoke, he seemed to be completely captivated by Hermione.

"Ours is only four floors, and we can only light a fire when we cast magic. But our venue is bigger than this, but the days are very short in winter, so we can't play on the field. In the summer, we flew around outside every day, over the lake, over the mountains—"

"Alright, alright, Victor!" Karkaroff said and laughed, but there was no smile in his cold eyes, "Don't give more secrets, or your charming friend will know where we are!" ”

Dumbledore smiled, his eyes sparkling. "Igor, keep it a secret like this, and people will think that you don't welcome people to visit.

"Oops, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said, grinning wide and showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, "we all want to protect our private domain, don't we?" Don't we need to be careful to guard the school halls we have entrusted with them?

Shouldn't we be proud that only we know the secrets of the school? Shouldn't we keep these secrets? ”

"Oh, I wouldn't have dreamed I knew all the secrets of Hogwarts, Igor." Dumbledore said kindly, "For example, just this morning, I took a wrong turn in the toilet and found myself in a beautifully furnished room that I had never seen before, with all sorts of delicate and luxurious potty pots.

When I went back to investigate, I found that the room was gone. But I have to pay close attention. It only enters at about half past five in the morning. Or it only appears during the first quarter moon, or it may be when the bladder of the person looking for the toilet is particularly full. ”

Harry smirked at his plate of beef stew. Percy frowned, but Harry could swear Dumbledore winked at himself almost imperceptibly.

Meanwhile, Fleur Delacour is fighting Roger? Davis criticizes the décor of Hogwarts.

"It's nothing," she said contemptuously, looking at the starlit walls around the auditorium, "at Beauxbatons Castle, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas. Of course, they don't melt.

Like a giant diamond statue that sparkles in the auditorium. The food was also superb. We also have a choir of mountain fairies, and when we eat, they serenade us. We don't have any of these ugly armors on our walls, and if any mischievous ghost breaks into Beauxbatons, he's bound to be kicked out, like this. She slapped her hand on the table impatiently.

Roger Davis watched her speak, with a look of fascination on his face, and several times the fork was crooked, not putting food in his mouth. Harry thought Davis was staring at Fleur and didn't hear what she was saying.

"That's right!" Davis hurriedly responded, imitating Fleur and patting the table with his hand, "It's like this." That's right. ”

Hagrid sat at a faculty desk outside. He put on the ugly plush brown suit again, and was looking up at the guest of honor. Hagrid waved his hand, and Madame Maxim waved at Hagrid, her opal drink glittering in the candlelight.

At this time, Hermione was teaching Krum to pronounce her name correctly. He always called her "Hermion".

"Hermione." She said slowly, word for word.

"Hermien."

"Almost." Hermione said.

"Aren't you afraid that you will regret it?" Luna asked Maple as she watched Hermione and Wicktor Krum chatting happily.

"Your earrings are special and fun." Instead of answering, Maple talks about Luna's carrot earrings to change the subject.

"You're lying." Luna spoke so directly that Maple was a little sneering.

"You're a very special witch," Maple said, "and since we're friends, would you—"

"Would you like to be my friend?" Luna interrupted him.

"Aren't we friends now, you're still my dance partner." "Would you like to introduce yourself as friends and get to know each other?" ”

"Of course." Luna's face suddenly felt as sweet as honey, and then told Maple about her family and-

The scimitar-horned snorer she had always believed in.

Maple didn't know how many glances she had peeked at Hermione in the middle, and then she and Luna chatted more energetically; Hermione also glanced at Maple a few times before smiling brightly at Krum.

In addition to Luna next to Maple, there was another person who also noticed the eye contact between them, Dumbledore seemed to find it funny, young is good!

When everything was finished, 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 time, the eccentric sisters poured onto the stage together, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause. They all had very thick hair and wore black robes that had been deliberately torn to tatters. They picked up their instruments, and Harry watched them with interest, almost forgetting what was going to happen next. He suddenly noticed that the lanterns at the other tables had gone out, and several other warriors and their dancing partners had stood up.

"Hurry up!" Parvati whispered, "It's time to dance!" ”

Harry stomped on his robe as he stood up, nearly tripping. The Quirky Sisters play a slow, sad tune. Harry stepped onto the brightly lit dance floor, careful to avoid the eyes of the crowd. He could see Seamus and Dean waving at him, secretly teasing him. Parvati then grabbed both of his hands, one on her waist and the other tightly in her hands.

Luckily, it wasn't as bad as he had thought, Harry thought as he slowly spun around in place, Parvati manipulating him, his gaze fixed on the onlookers, and soon, many people entered the dance arena, and the warrior was no longer the center of attention. Neville and Ginny danced nearby, and he could see Ginny frowning and dodging as Neville stepped on her foot.

Victor Krum and Hermione were chatting while dancing to the beat, and they seemed to have a good chat.

Harry then saw Maple dancing with a very strange girl who was wearing earrings that turned out to be a small carrot. The girl seemed to be dancing happily, and the expression on Maple's face seemed to be good, but when she danced, Luna's foot seemed to step on him more than once, but he didn't seem to notice.

Dumbledore was waltzing with Lady Maxime, and compared to her, he was a dwarf, his pointed hat just touching her chin. However, for such a large woman, her dance steps are really elegant enough. Mad-Eye Moody awkwardly two-step with Professor Sinista, who nervously dodges his wooden legs.

"The socks are beautiful, Potter." As Moody passed by, he whispered gruffly, his enchanted eyes piercing through Harry's robes.

"Oh-yes, Dobby, the house-elf knitted it for me." Harry said, smiling.

"He's horrible!" Parvati watched Moody slump away and whispered, "I don't think those eyes should be allowed!" ”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the last trembling note from the organ. The Weird Sisters stopped playing, and the auditorium erupted in applause again, and Harry immediately let go of Parvati.

"Shall we sit down?"

"Oh—but—this song is good!" Parvati said that the Weird Sisters were playing a new tune again, at a much faster tempo than before.

"No, I don't like it." Harry lied. He led Parvati out of the dance arena and sat down at a table not far from Ron and Celia. Passing Fred and Angelina, they jumped so wildly that the people around them dodged backwards to avoid being bruised.

Ron and Celia left the dance floor after a short time of dancing, both pure-bloods, but neither of them seemed to have much interest in dancing, and they continued to chat happily after finding a place to sit. Judging by Ron's expression, he sat down and didn't seem to glance at the dancing wizard again.

Looking at the happy expression on Ron's face, Harry unconsciously turned his gaze slowly to the direction he was interested in. At some point, a boy from Beauxbatons came over and invited his dance partner to dance, but he didn't even notice it.

"You don't mind, Harry?" Parvati said.

"What?" Harry said he was watching Cho Chang and Cedric.

"Oh, nothing." Parvati said simply, and left with the Beauxbatons boys. After the song ended, she didn't come back either.

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