"We're getting out of here." Owen said suddenly, and he put his robe over the elf corpse again, "It may be that the smell of blood has attracted Shylock." ”

He turned to look at Hermione, "I don't know much about goblins, but the world knows they're a very annoying creature. ”

"Annoying?"

"Yes." Owen pulled her out of the alley, "The elves have their own unique set of thinking logic, independent of the wizard's set of laws, and sometimes the wizards take things for granted, which seem to the elves to be a great rebellion.

Like the Gryffindor Sword. ”

He explained: "In the minds of the elves, all the elven creations made by them are only rented by the wizard who buys them, even if the materials and labor costs are borne by the wizard. When a wizard dies, they sneak into the wizard's graveyard to retrieve what they think is theirs. ”

"That's why wizards hate this creature, because no one wants to disturb their sleep after death, and usually powerful wizards will prepare a lot of anti-theft methods in their tombs, and most of them are used to deal with goblins."

As he spoke, Owen looked at Hermione meaningfully, "Now that you have the Gryffindor Sword, and the newspapers are full of pictures of you, it could attract a whole bunch of goblins who will try to steal the sword." ”

"Gryffindor Sword?"

Could it be that the elves care about this sword?

Hermione frowned slightly, that's why they attacked themselves?

But—she hadn't competed yet, and no one would have known that she could draw her sword.

Seeing the little witch's eyebrows furrowed, Owen thought she was worried about the elf stealing the sword.

"In addition, they have a kind of discrimination against wizards." Owen took her hand tighter, maybe it would give her a sense of security, "I didn't expect it, discrimination is not only in the wizarding community, but also in other races that discriminate against wizards far more than within wizards. ”

"What?" Hermione's brow calmed slightly.

Now that the castle is at its safest, some of the world's most powerful wizards are gathering at Hogwarts, thinking that those elves will not be stupid enough to trouble a young Hogwarts wizard at this time.

Unless they're crazy.

"The goblins will think that the first wizard who encounters the corpse will be the murderer of their clan."

"Huh?" Miss Granger's face froze, "Is this still discrimination?" ”

This is nothing short of slander and outright hostility.

There is a crime for such an act in law, and that is defamation.

"Because of the previous disagreement over the ownership of the goblin creation, the goblins all felt that the wizards were a group of sinister, cunning, uncontracted, greedy and tyrannical creatures. Almost all of the negative words used by wizards for goblins, goblins were given to wizards as they were. ”

"They don't have any psychological burden in discriminating against wizards, just like if a wizard cheats a goblin and is proud and laughs at its stupidity, and doesn't have any other emotions."

“.” Hearing this, Hermione nodded, yes, let alone anyone else. It was around her, whether it was Ron or George, Fred or the others, or the other little wizards, who almost all maintained a negative attitude towards the elves.

If the goblins treated wizards in the same way, she wouldn't be surprised.

"Alright, let's go back to the castle!" "It's getting colder. ”

"I didn't have that much snow last winter."

"It's weird."

——————

But the next day, the snow didn't stop.

It's the last week of the semester, and the school is getting more and more lively and noisy.

Little wizards are rumored about the Ball, but most of them are exaggerated to the point of being unbelievable.

For example, Dumbledore bought eight hundred barrels of Flavored Mead from Rosemerta, who was three broomsticks.

However, it is possible that his premonition of the Strange Sisters is true. The Weird Sisters are a group of singers who are very famous in the wizarding world, and they have been dominating the number one spot on the Wizarding Radio Music Charts for many years, and there are many classic songs.

The news that they will appear at the Christmas Ball makes the students excited.

While excited, the Hogwarts students and teachers are also aware of their responsibility to pay attention to their personal behavior in the castle and try to impress Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and Ilvermorny's guests.

Clearly, they were determined to bring out the best in the castle this Christmas.

The school is decorated with lights and decorations that have never been seen before before students have entered the school. The handrails of the marble staircase are covered with icicles that never melt, and the twelve Christmas trees that are customary in the auditorium are adorned with glittering holly and golden owls chirping incessantly.

The armor is now also affected by magic and has become vivid, and there are even fights between the two armors, which is about to become a feature of the castle.

While most of Beauxbatons' little wizards don't like this kind of armor, there are always people who do, like Durmstrang's little wizards, who find it very interesting.

Some people even have to compete with sword-wielding armor in swordsmanship.

Most of the time, the armor wouldn't leave its place, and Dumbledore's magic made him even more like a living man, how to say.

They would pass by and sing the Hogwarts school song, and each armor would sing a different tune.

If you have a lot of boring free time, try looking for these armors in the castle, and probably, maybe, maybe you'll be able to find the unique armor of the Hogwarts school song sung in the funeral march.

More likely, though, you'll find the ghosts of the castle in the armor.

They will hide in their armor, and then when the armor sings, they will suddenly rush out to scare the little wizard.

It's one of the few things the ghosts have fun.

Don't be nervous, though, most of the ghosts are very friendly.

As long as you don't meet Peeves.

Because Peeves was hiding inside, when he couldn't sing in armor, he made up some lyrics to fill in, and they were all very rough and ugly. And sometimes it will suddenly put its armor on itself, and then pretend that the armor is out of control, and then attack the little wizard like crazy.

Although this trick is useless for most young wizards, it is still possible to be startled.

Whenever this happens, the little wizards think of Owen.

Because the whole castle except Dumbledore and Barrow the Bloody. Peeves listened to Owen.

In fact, Owen was his savior, and after being sucked away by the vampire, it was Owen who defeated the monster and freed the part of the soul that belonged to Peeves.

So he had a lot of respect for Owen. Every time I meet him, I take off my hat and salute.

And Owen, he didn't bother to bother with the ghost.

Besides, Peeves is also a part of the castle, and if he does disappear one day, I believe the Twins will definitely be sad for a long time.

As for the little wizards' dance partners......

After a week, everyone had their own choice.

Harry ends up with Luna. Also a member of the small circle, the future D· A member of Harry, Harry's contact with Luna is not short, and Ginny and Luna are good friends, and she often mentions Luna.

What's more, in a way, Luna had the same unhappy childhood as Harry, which made them more comfortable than the average person.

Justin and Susan teamed up, and they seemed to be very topical, and the Hufflepuff squad officially went to split.

Finally, there's Hannah, whom Owen meets in the common room one day.

She was chatting with Susan Ernie and them.

There are talking and laughing.

Owen went straight to her and asked her about the prom, and she said she had accepted the invitation.

It seems to be a relief, and some of the things that have been weighing on her heart for the past six months from the summer vacation to this month have completely disappeared.

As for the others. Most of them have also found their respective dance partners.

There's only one person - Ron.

Our little Rollo has been single.

"Quiet—"

On December 27th, it was a Tuesday, and the afternoon was occupied by the senior wizards from the Hogwarts houses preparing for the ball. They all gathered in the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall, at the behest of Headmaster Dumbledore, started a dance class.

The third day of the class. Most of them were young wizards in the sixth or seventh grade before, but today they are in the fourth and fifth grades.

The shiny floor reflected Professor McGonagall standing straight.

She was dressed in a black robe, with Filch and his cat behind her.

He's tinkering with a giant magic gramophone.

"The Ball" is a tradition."

"It's been a tradition since the Triwizard Tournament began." Professor Ger frowned and paused, and she turned her head to look at Filch, who was busy fixing the gramophone that had been in the warehouse for an unknown amount of time, and the noise came from time to time, indicating that the gramophone was not in a good state.

"Sanchez—" Professor McGonagall shouted.

Then Owen understood, and with a flick of his hand, a small pocket watch hovered in mid-air, and then an elegant waltz came out of the pocket watch.

Professor McGonagall knew of the existence of the pocket watch thanks to the Twins.

Before, they used the World Cup final as a gimmick to fool those little wizards who had not watched it to pay to watch it.

After two spectators, they were reported by a Slytherin.

The reason for this is that their entrance fees are ten times higher than those of the other two colleges.

However, Professor McGonagall did not confiscate Owen's prop, and she probably expected the current situation at that time.

"Thank you!" She said.

Then she crossed her hands, stood in the middle of the auditorium, faced the young wizards, and said, "The ball will be held on Christmas Eve." We and our guests will gather together in the auditorium. ”

"Everyone should be both graceful and indulgent."

As he spoke, the professor's face gradually became stern, "As a representative of the host school, I hope that every one of you can show your best posture. ”

"Hogwarts has been revered in the wizarding world for nearly a millennium, and I will not allow you to tarnish its reputation overnight by chirping, jumping up and down, and making it ugly."

Professor McGonagall spat out a lot of tongue twisters in a short period of time, "especially some students. I declare here that if someone dares to do anything to disgrace the school that day, then I will definitely let him leave the school forever! ”

- "Owen," Ron muttered to a hippie smile, "I promise, it's about you!" ”

"Hehe—I thought I meant George and Fred!" Owen replied.

On the other side, Professor McGonagall's speech continued: "Regarding dance, I believe that there is a swan sleeping in every girl's heart, eager to burst into passion and spread her wings"

"It's not a day or two since Professor McGonagall wanted to kick you out of school." Ron continued, "Oh! Oh my god – I'm sure Arlo Ismidgen is a pimple burst and not a swan. He tilted his head over to Harry beside him.

Seeing this, Ge You was lying down, and Owen, who was on Harry's side, gave him a blank look.

Fourth year is the time of youth, and many young wizards have pimples on their faces, why do you think Harry and Ron in fourth year have long hair?

That's all to cover up the pimples on your face!

Not everyone is like him, his skin is as creamy, ruddy and translucent, as breakable as a blow, as smooth as silk, and as flexible as a reed.

Although he was a little unappetizing by a certain rotten girl club in the castle, but thinking about it in another direction, it is the beauty of the prosperous era that makes someone create a comic that is not suitable for children based on him.

Does anyone else have it?

Have it?

As for the Arlo Ismidgen that Ron was talking about, it was a Gryfin girl - because she had a big pie face, and her face was full of pimples, and she squeezed a lot of it to look like a moldy, yellow pus-dripping pumpkin pie, so uh

Under normal circumstances, Owen would not judge people by their appearance - unless he can't help it!

I'd better go to Madam Pomfrey and find some ointment to apply it, and I don't need any money.

So—among the girls opposite, Miss Granger was the best-looking, with a clean face.

"You still have the face to say, this is about to be a ball, where's your dance partner?" Owen strikes a heartfelt blow.

Ron's face sank immediately, he stopped talking, and his happiness was gone.

"And, can I get Professor McGonagall to get away with it? I'm Dumbledore's favorite boy, and if Harry Potter is expelled, I won't! I don't know the gold content of my favorite boy. ”

"Besides, although I never talk about my grandmother being Durmstrang's principal, my grandmother is indeed Durmstrang's principal anyway, and as long as my grandmother is still Durmstrang's principal for a day, I will have no place to go to school? If it's a big deal, I'll take Miss Granger to school in Durmstrang, and who made my grandmother the principal of Durmstrang. ”

… Harry and Ron looked at Owen speechlessly.

And never hang on the lips.

How many times have I said this!

"You-" Doesn't Owen know Ron yet? "The distinguished VIP of the Appearance Association always wants to find a beautiful girl to save face, so why don't you invite Koyatl?

She's a big beauty, in case her head is caught in the door, she agrees for some reason! ”

"your Owen. Unless my head is caught in the door, I will never invite her! Ron said indignantly, if he invited Koatle, wouldn't he be a traitor to Hogwarts?

Ever since she and Hermione had a fight in front of the Great Hall that day, none of the Hogwarts wizards had been hostile to her.

Is he Ron someone who would be a traitor?

"The essence of dance is—"

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall's voice stopped.

She finally couldn't help but turn her head and look at the little wizard who was still talking.

"Sanchez, come here!" She walked over, grabbed Owen's shoulder, and slipped into the center of the auditorium with a constipated expression on the little black man.

Harry and Justin were laughing, and even pushed Irving as soon as he got up.

"Now please put your right hand on my waist." Professor McGonagall placed one hand on Owen's shoulder and the other on Owen's wrist.

She stared at Owen and then paused, as if waiting to cut to the rhythm of the waltz.

"Shh~~~" The auditorium suddenly sounded the twins' loud whistle.

The two of them looked at Owen with their backs against the wall, smiling all over their faces.

At this time, the magnificent music of the pocket watch also sounded, it was a waltz: Flying in the sky, full of vitality and brilliant momentum of the tune resounded in the auditorium.

It's like a hymn to spring, or the joy of welcoming a new year.

The power of the music drove her, Professor McGonagall, who almost dragged Owen into the dance.

"One-two-three, one-two-three!"

The rhythm of the waltz is clear and crisp, making it easy to follow. Professor McGonagall's dance moves are light and graceful, as if she is following a melody and flying through the sky.

Although the professor is usually very serious, she also shows her soft side under the drive of dance music. She had a faint smile on her face, and as long as she didn't see Owen's face, that smile wouldn't go away.

As the waltz melody reached its climax, Professor McGonagall finally dragged Owen through the entire set of movements.

Then she began to explain in detail.

On the boys' side, the twins were pretending to imitate Professor McGonagall and Owen, twisting their waists.

It's as funny as it looks.

"Hey!" Harry smiled and stuck his head out at the twins and said, "Haha, I can make fun of him until Christmas." ”

"By next year!" Ron said.

"Forever!" The twins laughed, but luckily their voices were muffled by dance music.

And on stage, Owen's torture didn't last long.

After all, the professors didn't really want to teach the little wizards to dance, they just had to look like they were dancing.

When the dance music was over, Owen was free.

"Damn Pock, I see you're laughing all the time!" As soon as he came, he took the lead to cover up his embarrassment.

"You're dancing amazing, I'm laughing with praise, laughing with praise!" Harry said with a stiff face.

"Hahaha-" On the side, Justin and Seamus, who couldn't help it, laughed out loud.

Subsequently, Harry also stayed in Bengbu.

The corners of his mouth grinned, and he let out a hearty laugh.

He had finally discovered something that Owen was not good at, and that was his dancing posture—not much better than the armor in the hallway, stiff, sluggish as if the joints had forgotten to be oiled, and if it weren't for the loud sound of the dance music, they would have to hear the 'squeak' of wear and tear.

"Hehe-" Owen sneered, making fun of buddy!

"You know what? Broken. He looked at Harry gloomily, "Yesterday Cedric and Miss Autumn practiced dancing all afternoon, and in the evening he told us how talented Miss Autumn was, and he found the trick at once, and he couldn't get into the state, and stepped on her foot several times." ”

A cruel smile hung over his lips.

Dare to laugh at buddy, don't even think about it!

And Pote, almost visible to the naked eye, gradually converged on the expression of laughter, and slowly turned into a restrained, unwilling, and indignant expression of grievance.

It was like Ron's expression was about to appear.

"And you!" Owen looked at Ron, "Listen up Ron, this Friday the castle is going to have a super cock ball, and all the people will be in attendance, but guess who's not going to get an invitation?" ”

Owen pinched his throat and pointed to his nose in a low voice and said, "You ———"

"Because some idiot hasn't found a dance partner yet!"

Ron was hit hard, and the smile disappeared from his face as well.

"Alright, let's do it together. The boys all stood up. Professor McGonagall interrupted Owen again.

Ulala's, the girls all stood up.

As for the boys, they all looked left and right, highlighting a crack in the ground.

Half an hour passed, but no one got up.

Owen didn't care and was the first to come out.

Cut - it's already lost its face anyway, it's already at the bottom, so it's time to climb anyway.

"The boys all stood up." Professor McGonagall let out a serious cry, and the wizards slowly got to their feet.

Well, with expressions of preferring to go to dragon fighting, they reluctantly walked over, each found a dance partner in pairs, and began to dance to the music.

Of course, the little wizards' dancing is not standard, whether in the broad or narrow sense, and Owen casts a spell on the two armors, believing that they will dance better than the little wizards.

In response, Professor McGonagall had no choice but to keep walking through the crowd and personally instructing the students who looked really hot-eyed.

The professor's logo is very simple, you don't want to dance well, just don't disgust people.

As for Owen, he held Miss Granger's hand and fiddled with it very stiffly, really, with his brain, he could remember it all just by looking at Professor McGonagall's movements, but—the brain remembered, but the body didn't.

After a while, both he and Hermione were covered in dust on their shoes.

"I'm sorry." After stepping on Hermione's foot again, Owen spoke a little numbly.

As a member of the Rozier family, Owen really didn't inherit the elegance of this ancient family at all.

Thinking about it, his mother was definitely a dancer, and every Rozier woman was very good at dancing. (He guessed)

"You've apologized for the ninth time." Hermione's face was slightly red, her brow furrowed slightly, she wasn't because Owen had hurt her.

Her movements were a little stiff because Owen was bare her waist too hard, and—too closely.

(End of chapter)