Year 5 has a Transfiguration class this morning in addition to Defence Against the Dark Arts.

What they had to learn was still the vanishing charm, but the animals that needed to be transformed were replaced by hamsters.

Although it was just a different animal, the difficulty increased more than a little, and most people's progress remained unchanged for two full lessons.

This had never happened before, as the students had been anxious every time they had been in Transfiguration class in recent times, and they were afraid to see Professor McGonagall's disappointed face again.

This time was no exception.

At the end of the lesson, the classroom was filled with all kinds of crackling explosions, and everyone wanted to complete the task quickly, and the mood would inevitably become more and more impatient, and these explosions were caused by the wrong spell casting.

Someone was so nervous that they even blew the table to pieces.

"Let's stop ......"

Professor McGonagall repaired the torn table with her wand, and exclaimed, "You're too anxious, it's going to be harder to master the Vanishing Charm, try to calm yourself down......

"Well, maybe there's some news to ease your nerves."

Everyone looked at her.

"The Santa Ball is coming." "It's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. ”

Sure enough, by the time Professor McGonagall finished speaking, there was a burst of chatter in the classroom.

A few Gryffindor girls had been crying in a hurry, but now they were all together in the blink of an eye, whispering something and laughing at the same time. Occasionally, they would turn their faces away and glance at Kyle, intentionally or not.

Professor McGonagall ignored them and continued, "The ball is only open to students from the fourth grade onwards, but you can pick a junior dance partner if you wish......

"The time was eight o'clock on Christmas night and it was held in the auditorium.

"Remember to put on your gowns and robes when the time comes, this is a rare opportunity for us to ...... Well...... Spread your hair and relax yourself. ”

There was more laughter around.

Fortunately, at this time, the bell for the end of class also rang, and everyone quickly packed up their things and couldn't wait to leave the classroom, as if they were going to announce the good news to more people.

Kyle, however, is left behind.

"Traditionally, Triwizard Tournament balls are for the Warriors and their partners...... "Professor McGonagall said, "you see what I mean?" ”

"Of course, Professor." Kyle glanced out the door...... Connor was holding two books, leaning against the railing and waiting for him.

Professor McGonagall saw this, and she couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, you know, but I still have to remind you that you need to practice your dancing skills in the near future.

"As the beginning of the prom, there are a lot of people watching you, and if you dance messily, you will definitely be laughed at."

The expression on Kyle's face suddenly turned bright.

Now here's the problem......

The only thing he could dance was the unique dance of the Moon Beast's courtship, which Newt had taught him when he was ten years old.

Oh, and he's got the poisonhorns, too.

But it's useless, at the Triwizard Tournament ball, there is a high probability that there will be no music suitable for these two dances.

And there's no way Dumbledore would have agreed to him bringing a moon dewormer as a dance partner.

Looking at him, Professor McGonagall seemed to think of something, and asked tentatively, "You can't dance?" ”

Kyle nodded stiffly.

Professor McGonagall was incredulous, "Is your dad ...... Chris: He never took you to the prom? ”

The Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control has to deal with foreign wizards quite a few times, and when those foreign wizards come here, Chris, as the deputy director, will inevitably have to participate in some welcome balls and cocktail parties.

These dances are usually attended by the family, which is a common event.

"Uh...... I haven't participated in a single one. Kyle said.

For the prom or something, Chris himself can hide and hide, and if he can't hide, he will show up and eat a buffet.

As for Kyle himself, he didn't want to go, and he might as well watch the salamanders fight in Newt's box at that time.

"Oh......" Professor McGonagall rubbed her forehead.

Being the Warrior in charge of the opening scene but not being able to dance is a terrible disaster for Kyle himself and for Hogwarts.

Fortunately, she asked one more question today.

"You can put the rest of your lessons on hold."

Professor McGonagall said in an unmistakable tone: "It's only a week until Christmas, and you'll have to learn how to dance in the meantime...... It doesn't matter if it's just one tune.

"So, tomorrow is the weekend, and at ten o'clock in the morning, I'll open a dance club in the auditorium, and you remember to come by then...... No, you have to come over. ”

With that, Professor McGonagall hurried out of the classroom, apparently heading to the eighth floor to find Headmaster Dumbledore.

Kyle smacked his lips and walked out of the classroom.

"Professor McGonagall looks anxious." Connor walked over and asked curiously, "What did you say?" ”

"It's a tough challenge." Kyle sighed, "It's so much scarier than facing two dragons alone." ”

"Huh?" Connor was more curious.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Kyle shook his head, "By the way, can I invite you to the Christmas ball?" You know, the warriors need to open with their dance partners, and I need your help.

Otherwise, I'll probably have to dance with the Moon Idiot...... Professor Dumbledore obviously wouldn't approve of me doing this. ”

Connor instantly forgot her doubts as she looked at Kyle and twisted her head slightly to the side.

"You're the only one who wants to dance with the Moon Worm...... Okay, though...... Since you've said so, I'd love to be your dance partner. ”

"That's great." Kyle said with a smile.

The two then went downstairs together and headed for the common room.

At the same time, in the basement classroom.

Snape, who was brewing potions, shook his hand and threw a whole bottle of armadillo bile into the cauldron.

The original bright blue potion instantly turned into a deep purple, and bubbles bubbled out.

"Oh, shit!" Snape waved his wand and cleaned it up along with the potion and cauldron, and then he subconsciously thought of Sirius Black.

Blake wasn't here, but he was right to put the pot on his head.

Since the other party came to Hogwarts, it can be said that they have been against him at every turn...... He deducted Gryffindor's points, and Blake would deduct it back from the Slytherin students, and the reason used was almost identical.

In the past few days, he has been going to Dumbledore for this matter, and he has even lost sleep.

It must have been because he didn't have a good rest just now, otherwise how could he, a Potions master, make such a low-level mistake.

Dumbledore was so foolish that he agreed to make a fool a professor.

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(End of chapter)