Parvati found her sister Padma and led her to Ron.

"Hello. Padma said.

However, she doesn't seem to have much interest in Ron being her dance partner. Her dark eyes looked Ron up and down, lingering on his skirt-like gown for a moment before turning her gaze away. Look at other boys.

"Hello. Ron wasn't on her either. Eyes are looking around in the crowd.

Padma frowned, hating this man, how could she agree to be such a boy's dance partner if she didn't want to attend this ball.

Ron's face changed suddenly, and he tilted his head to the side.

He saw Fleur Delacour approaching, she was stunningly beautiful in a silver-grey gown, but she was accompanied by her dancing partner, Roger Davis, the captain of the Ravenclaw House Quidditch team.

Ron thought to himself: didn't she say her dance partner was Harry Potter? Thinking of this, Ron only felt comfortable.

But Roger Davis is something, he's going to play Quidditch twice, and if I play, I'm definitely better than him. Ron began to develop a grudge against Roger Davis again.

A group of Slytherin students descended the steps from their underground common room.

At the front were Malfoy, dressed in a black velvet gown, and Pansy Parkinson in a light pink robe full of ruffles, who hung tightly from Malfoy's arm.

As he walked past Ron, Malfoy couldn't help but pause his gaze on the fur collar and cuffs of Ron's gown, and snorted faintly.

After Malfoy and Pansy walked into the auditorium, Malfoy said with a sigh of relief, "I almost taunted Ron just now, but I finally got rid of it." It seems that Ron is my great enemy, and his mannerisms and dresses always give me the urge to mock him. ”

......

Inside the auditorium.

Harry's side became the most eye-catching place, because Zhang Qiu and the others were like the moon in the night, and no one could ignore them.

Harry's dance partner is Astoria, while Zhang Qiu and Hermione are a pair.

Although it is a bit strange that the two girls are a couple at the prom, the rules are not to be said.

Their red and blue dresses can be said to be quite a good match.

Professor Karkaroff walked in with Madame Maxim and Professor McGonagall.

Then Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Warriors, please come over here!"

Astoria took Harry's arm and smiled happily as she walked forward with Harry.

The chattering crowd immediately flashed out of a passage for them to pass by.

The students also hurriedly sat down, and the six warriors, a total of twelve of them, and their companions walked towards a large round table at the front of the auditorium where the referee was seated.

Fleur's dance partner, Roger Davis, didn't seem to have recovered from Fleur's promise to be his dance partner, and he couldn't believe that he had such good luck, as if in a dream, and didn't take his eyes off Fleur for a moment.

The warriors came to the front of the guest of honor and sat down with their dance partners at the large round table, and the people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

The Great Hall was a different day, the walls of the Great Hall were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was covered with a starry night sky, and hundreds of wreaths of mistletoe sprigs and ivy hung from it.

The four long college tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small round tables lit with lanterns, each with a dozen or so people seated.

Ludo Bagman slapped his classmates as enthusiastically as his classmates tonight, wearing a bright purple robe with a large yellow star on it.

Harry's gaze was eager, like seeing a rich man.

Madame Maxim stripped off her usual black satin uniform and wore a lilac flowing long dress.

There was no food on the gleaming golden plate on the table, and the students all looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion.

Professor McGonagall said, "Today is the way you eat in a different way, and the little menu in front of you, just pronounce the name and the food will appear. ”

Everyone picked up their own menus, looked at their menus carefully, and then looked at their plates and said tentatively: "Pork chops, lamb chops, steaks, ......."

The food that was ordered immediately appeared. The students who had not yet understood suddenly realized that they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on their plates.

This may be the wizarding buffet, and the convenience is naturally several levels beyond the Muggle buffet.

Sitting across from Harry were Fleur and Roger Davis.

Fleur watched Astoria peel the lobster for Harry with a well-behaved face, and then fed the shrimp to Harry's mouth, and Harry ate it as if no one was around, and seemed to suck Astoria's white fingers stained with sauce.

Fleur felt uncomfortable in her heart, and a nameless fire rose.

She looked at the star-studded walls around the Great Hall and said to Roger Davis with a look of contempt, "Today's décor is very ordinary, at Beauxbatons Castle, our Great Hall will be filled with ice sculptures at Christmas. Of course, they don't melt, like giant diamond statues that sparkle in the auditorium. ”

"The food was superb, and we had a choir of mountain fairies, who serenaded us when we ate. We don't have this ugly armor on the wall. ”

Roger Davis watched her speak, with an idiot look on his face, and several times the fork was crooked, and he didn't put food in his mouth. He must have just stared at Fleur, not even hearing what she was saying.

"That's right, that's right!" Davis nodded busily.

"Lick the dog!" a soft voice sounded.

Roger Davis thought he had misheard, and he looked around suspiciously, but no one was looking at him.

Fleur noticed that Harry, although he was looking sideways at Astoria, had just moved his lips, and now the smile on his lips was so mean and cold.

Harry looked up at Fleur, who was a little flustered.

Harry decided to teach Fleur a little lesson to be humble, so he ...... He didn't do anything.

But Fleur's body suddenly trembled violently, and the hand holding the knife and fork clenched into a fist violently, as if she was about to pinch the knife and fork, and her face began to turn red slowly.

Roger Davis saw Fleur's strange appearance and asked anxiously, "Fleur, are you unwell?"

Fleur said word by word: "I...... It's fine, it's just a little hot!"

She struggled to control her voice so that she wouldn't accidentally spit a moan out of her mouth.

Because a pair of invisible hands were rubbing around in front of her bulging chest, very rough, very hard, not at all pitying.

It's Harry, it must be Harry!, but he still has a smile on his face. Fleur couldn't bear the "torture" and had to bend down, keeping her head down and concentrating on the meal on her plate, lest anyone notice that her big clear eyes were filled with mist.

"Tick Tick ......"

There were tears dripping on the plate, and Harry saw that it had achieved this effect, so he stopped.

Fleur stood up suddenly, and ran out of the front door of the auditorium without looking back.

Professor Karkaroff, Madame Maxime, and Professor McGonagall, who were engaged in a verbal exchange, noticed the departing Fleur.

Roger Davis hurriedly said: "Fleur said she was feeling stuffy and went out to get some air. ”

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