The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Snowflakes fluttered in the air, Christmas trees were neatly arranged, and ice sculptures like diamond statues were scattered under the trees. Starlight adorned the dance floor, and mistletoe, ivy, and golden bells hung everywhere... All of this created a dreamy and beautiful scene.

Accompanied by cheerful music, students from the three schools, dressed in gorgeous formal attire, slowly entered the banquet hall.

At this moment, Madame Maxim, also dressed in a gorgeous gown, walked to the edge of the dance floor.

"Warriors, please bring your dance partners over here," her deep voice rang out.

Scott walked over to her and met up with Fleur, who was wearing a pink and blue evening gown. Soon after, Krum and Kacchini also came over.

"Please everyone take your seats."

Mrs. Maxim said to the others.

Everyone took their seats.

Dumbledore and the members of the referee's committee walked to the front seats together.

Mrs. Maxim clapped her hands and announced happily, "Next, let's welcome the Mountain Fairy Choir!"

The banquet hall was immediately filled with enthusiastic applause.

Clearly, the students at Beauxbatons were very happy to hear the news.

Chapter 471 An Unexpected Incident at Christmas

A burst of clear laughter rang out.

Scott looked up.

A group of shimmering little creatures flew out from the green mistletoe and ivy above everyone's heads.

These are a group of small magical creatures that resemble fairies.

Compared to fairies, they are larger in size, but equally charming and cute, with a pair of thin, transparent green wings on their backs.

Dressed in gowns woven from flowers and vines, and carrying various small and exquisite musical instruments, they flew around the banquet hall while playing joyful Christmas music, scattering twinkling lights along the way.

Soon, accompanied by music and laughter, they returned to a higher place, then separated, sitting like on swings in a wreath woven from mistletoe and ivy.

The music stopped, and the mountain fairies also stopped laughing.

As they played their instruments again, they sang beautiful and melodious songs.

Mrs. Maxim gestured for the warriors to enter the dance floor.

Scott turned around, bowed slightly, and extended a hand.

Furong smiled slightly and gently placed her hand on his.

They walked hand in hand into the starlit dance floor, with Krum and Cachini following behind them.

Once in the center of the dance floor, Scott turned around again and placed his other hand on Fleur's waist, and they began to move to the rhythm of the music.

Soon, the other students also entered the dance floor.

Have you heard?

Furong suddenly whispered.

"Ok?"

Scott raised an eyebrow.

Furong lowered her voice even further.

"After Waldo came to his senses, he kept causing trouble. He was eager to get revenge on you, but Professor Girard sent him home."

Scott shook his head slightly.

"No wonder he didn't show up for this occasion today."

“This is not like the Girard family,” Fleur said. “In the past, they would have done something.”

Scott remained silent, his smile unchanged.

Furong added, "I inquired about the reason, and it's because the Russell family intervened; they won't allow you to suffer any harm in France."

She looked at Scott with curious eyes.

"Can you tell me why the Roselle family would do this?"

Scott lowered his voice as well, "Probably because of Professor Dumbledore."

You are lying.

Furong rolled her eyes at him.

"Although the Roselle family appears more enlightened than the Girard family, they are still a pure-blood family. Pure-blood families don't care about personal relationships; they only care about interests."

“You’re right,” Scott said. “Perhaps it’s because Professor Dumbledore has some dealings with the Russell family.”

Furong, of course, didn't believe it.

"Of course, if you don't want to talk about it, then that's fine."

Seeing that she couldn't get any answers, she stopped asking.

The two began to focus on dancing.

Scott glanced at the other people on the dance floor as he spun around.

Clearly, Fred has achieved what he wanted.

He, dressed entirely in red, and Angelina, in a long red dress, were dancing joyfully, like two trembling, roaring red letters, attracting considerable attention.

In addition, the pairing of Dumbledore and Mrs. Maxime is also noteworthy.

Although Mrs. Maxime's dance steps were very elegant, the difference in their sizes made Dumbledore's movements look quite comical.

To make her dance happily, at times he even had to jump up himself.

Compared to Mrs. Maxime, Dumbledore looked like a dwarf; the top of his pointed hat barely touched her chin.

As soon as the song ended, Scott and Fleur immediately let go of each other's hands and walked off the dance floor.

Furong said to him, "Very good, our mission for today has been perfectly completed."

“Yes,” Scott said with a sigh, “just for a few minutes, a whole bunch of trouble has been caused.”

Furong looked up at the mountain fairies who had started singing again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that," she said softly. "During the three-way battle, I thought he would be more cautious."

Scott shook his head. "You don't need to apologize. It wasn't your fault. Besides, I was the one who invited you, wasn't I?"

Hearing him say that, Furong laughed, "Oh, you're right."

Scott shrugged.

"Alright, let's part ways here," said Hibiscus. "To avoid trouble, I need to hurry back."

"Are you going to miss all the upcoming balls?" Scott asked.

"Yes, I have already spoken with Mrs. Maxim."

Hibiscus turned her head and glanced at Mrs. Maxim, who was still dancing the waltz with Dumbledore on the dance floor.

"I don't want to handle too many invitations."

She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Indeed, in the short time since Scott and she left the dance floor and stood here talking, many boys have been frequently glancing in their direction.

Scott had no doubt that as soon as he left, someone would rush up and ask Fleur to dance.

Seeing the longing looks in their eyes as they stared at Fleur, Scott nodded understandingly.

"Indeed, if you are not prepared to develop a romantic relationship, avoidance is the best course of action."

Furong secretly rolled her eyes again.

“Oh Scott, if you knew what was good for you, you should have said you’d dance with me all night.”

Scott raised an eyebrow. "Is this what you wanted?"

"Never mind." Fleur looked Scott up and down a few times, then waved her hand. "Although you are very handsome, I don't like boys younger than me."

“Oh, that’s a real shame.” Scott shrugged.

"Really? Your tone doesn't sound regretful at all."

Furong laughed.

"Of course, after I leave you can invite some other girls, they'll be happy to dance with you."

Scott said, "If I had that idea, I wouldn't have invited you in the first place."

"Then I won't worry about it." Hibiscus waved her hand. "Have fun, goodnight."

With that, she turned and walked away, quickly disappearing behind the row of Christmas trees.

Scott looked around and then sat down at a table.

Cedric is sitting here alone.

“Cedric, where’s your dance partner?” Scott asked.

“I didn’t invite a dance partner, and I didn’t go dancing,” Cedric said. “That wasn’t necessary, after all, I’m not a warrior.”

Scott chuckled and teased him, "Oh, you're such a loyal boyfriend. Don't worry, I'll tell Qiu about it, and she'll like you even more when she finds out."

“No need, I’ve already told her,” Cedric said.

Scott suddenly remembered the day Cedric came to the dorm to borrow the Magic Mirror.

He immediately looked at Cedric with new respect, "You really know how to show your loyalty."

“Don’t talk about me,” Cedric chuckled. “Where’s your dance partner? Just now, many people were envious that you got to dance with Miss Delacour…”

Just then, a few boys gathered around.

"Troop, where is Miss Delacour?"

Where did she go?

They all stared at Scott expectantly.