The days at Hogwarts

Chapter 474 The banquet begins

Heavy snow fell from the eaves and windows, falling on the gray bricks and stone walls.

Beauxbatons' light blue carriage is parked on the field, looking like a big pumpkin covered in frost in winter. The small gingerbread house sprinkled with frosting next to it is Hagrid's hut; Ilvermorny's school bus It was covered by heavy snow and piled up into a white hill; a layer of ice formed on the sides of Durmstrang's ship, becoming smooth and translucent, and the sail ropes were also stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

Amidst the singing of Christmas carols, the sky gradually darkened, and the castle lit up with warm goose-yellow lights.

Loren, Harry, Ron, Neville and Seamus changed into their formal robes in the dormitory upstairs and went downstairs a little uneasily.

Fortunately, no one would pay attention to them. The common room looked strange. The people inside were no longer wearing uniform black robes, but instead wore colorful dresses.

Harry spotted Ginny in the crowd at a glance. She was wearing an elegant velvet satin dress with a blue skirt and her upper body was decorated with velvet decorations like plum frosting. She stood there and was the focus of everyone.

The two of them met their eyes, and blushes appeared on their faces. They looked away unconsciously, and then looked back reluctantly.

Loren was amused by the pulling action.

Others quickly found their dance partners and rushed to greet them.

"Merry Christmas, handsome boys." Parvati greeted with a smile. She was wearing a pink robe and her black hair was braided with gold wire.

"You too, Parvati, you look beautiful tonight." Seamus stood beside her with an unnatural smile on his face.

"Thank you." Parvati looked at Loren, "You may have to wait a little longer, Loren. Hermione is always dissatisfied with her hair..."

Lavender stood next to Ron, her hands tightly twisted together. Let alone her hair, if she had received two dresses like that, she would have had to pester Professor McGonagall to use the human body to transform her entire face.

Loren smiled and nodded: "Then you go down first."

"See you later."

"see you later……"

The little wizards slowly left in twos and threes, and the common room gradually became deserted. George and Fred, who were the last to leave, winked at him mischievously, and Loren waved his hand to say goodbye to them.

Just as the portrait hole was slowly closing, the sound of clattering footsteps could be heard on the wooden stairs.

Loren stood up straight from the sofa, straightened his tie, turned around and looked up at the stairs above.

A figure slowly walked down the wooden steps. The girl's hair was no longer messy, but became smooth and shiny. It was pulled into an elegant bun on the back of her head. The candlelight fell from the dome, reflecting the slender curled eyelashes and her eyes. Clear and translucent.

When the girl saw the man, her footsteps stopped. The two looked at each other, each other's figures shining in each other's eyes.

The man smiled at her, and Hermione couldn't help but smile too, her lips pressed into a tight line and curved toward her cheeks.

Loren took a small step forward and took a closer look: "Hey, the front teeth are small, I almost didn't recognize it."

Hermione's smile faded, and she reached out and punched him.

"How about it? Doesn't the dress look good?" Loren grinned, took her hand and walked out.

"I prefer the purple-red ombre set."

"Hehe, I know. I told you on your birthday that one thing looks good to you and the other thing looks good to me."

One set is to please you and the other set is to please me.

Hermione recalled what he said and couldn't help but punch him again.

At the portrait hole, the Fat Lady and Violet downstairs were sitting in a frame together, both of them were dizzy and drunk, and there were several empty chocolate boxes with liqueur fillings thrown at the bottom of the portrait.

……

The castle gate was turned into a cave, and hundreds of fairies were sitting in the magic rose bushes, flapping their wings and shining with crystal light.

Professor McGonagall stood in front of the door, wearing a red woolen robe with an ugly garland of thistles on the brim.

She looked up and saw the hands on the wall clock reaching eight o'clock, and shouted in a deep voice: "Please come here, warriors!"

Harry and Ginny stepped forward in spite of the many stares. Both of them were a little nervous, and the arms linked together were stiffer than stone statues.

Fleur Delacour looked stunning in a silver-grey satin gown. Her dance partner Roger Davis looked dazed, as if he couldn't believe that he was so lucky to be Fleur's dance partner.

Pickley Graves was wearing a dark green satin high-collar dress, and beside him was the witch named Bute;

Cedric and Cho Chang stood side by side, with gentle and polite smiles and elegant manners;

In comparison, the burly Klum looked too big, not to mention his stern face, which made him even more unsightly. His dance partner was a sturdy girl from Durmstrang, smiling widely without caring about the jealous eyes of her fans.

Loren and Hermione finally arrived before the ball started. While everyone was watching the warriors enter, they quietly stood in the Gryffindor line.

The two of them thought that their movements were light and swift and would not be noticed by anyone, but the little wizards around them turned sideways.

How could one not see such a shining pair of beautiful women?

What kind of skirt is that?

The dress is made of dozens of meters of gold organza and is soft in texture. The circular skirt is cut to create pleats like petals. The pattern of golden leaves is dotted with crystals, and a bright fairy light floats on the dress.

The candlelight on the wall and the starlight on the dome reflected on the girl, making her whole body sparkle.

"Oh, Hermione!" Parvati squeezed Seamus' arm tightly and lowered her excited voice, "You should really stand in front, you are even more beautiful than Miss Delacour!"

Her Ravenclaw twin sister, Padma, nodded fiercely and couldn't help but look at the boy next to her.

The mid-length pure black tuxedo is slightly open, revealing a white peak-collared shirt, a bow tie, and a black satin vest...

Hermione has such a good eye, she discovered Loren Morgan in her first year.

"Thank you."

Hermione couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth, and her clear eyes were filled with water.

Loren glanced at her extremely bright smile, and a bright smile appeared on his own face.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, hung with hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy. The four long house tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns on them.

After entering and taking a seat, there was no food on the shiny golden plate, and a small menu was placed in front of everyone.

The guests from other schools were a little unsure, but soon everyone understood - Dumbledore ordered a fried pork chop on the dinner plate.

Then the rich food appeared with a cry, and the aroma of stew and mushroom soup began to spread.

Chapter 475 Miss Granger strikes hard

At the guest of honor, the professors had their own thoughts. Hagrid, who was wearing a brown suit, waved, and Ms. Maxim returned the favor, with the opal jewelry on her hand sparkling; Crouch and Moody enjoyed the dinner quietly, and Karkaroff expressed his emotions. Looking at Snape with confusion...

"Durmstrang also has a castle with four floors. It can only be lit by magic..."

"At Beauxbatons Castle, we will be filled with ice sculptures at Christmas, which will not melt and shine like diamonds..."

"The castle of Ilvermorny is on a high mountain. It is always shrouded in thick fog. There are four statues standing at the door..."

"No one can claim to know all the secrets of Hogwarts, except for the teasing staircase, the secret room discovered by chance, and it is said that there is a luxurious toilet hidden in the castle..."

The dance partners from different schools were talking about similar topics. The starry sky on the dome of the auditorium might contain some kind of strange ancient magic. Otherwise, Loren couldn't figure out why these people would have the desire to compare at this time.

"Come on, open your mouth!"

Loren brought a slice of Hungarian goulash to his partner's mouth, and watched the girl open her mouth and swallow, feeling immense satisfaction and pleasure.

Hermione chewed with bulging cheeks, still not used to her new teeth.

"Try this too..."

"and this……"

"One more piece, open your mouth."

"..."

Hermione pursed her lips together, and there was a hint of helplessness in her bright eyes: "If you eat any more, the waistband of your skirt will fall apart."

"OK then."

Loren was a little disappointed and shoveled the remaining food onto his plate.

There were very few students who concentrated on the meal like him. The dinner dishes were sumptuous, but the little wizards were thinking about more important things. They just hurriedly filled their stomachs and stopped eating, looking expectantly at the guest of honor seat.

Dumbledore stood up, cleared his throat, and said excitedly: "I know everyone can't wait. As the book says, the point of the ball is-"

George and Fred took the lead in shouting, "Dance!"

"let's start!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle.

A stage rose near the base of the wall, with a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello and several organs.

The band is indeed the famous Weird Sisters.

They were extremely hairy and wore black robes that were deliberately torn and torn. It is said that it has become a popular radio broadcast among wizards and has even toured the Muggle community.

Loren watched with interest. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this rock and roll outfit was full of Muggle flavor and looked familiar.

The lanterns on the surrounding tables were quietly extinguished, leaving only the brightly lit dance floor.

Soothing and calm opening dance music sounded.

The five warriors and their partners stood up and walked onto the dance floor.

When Harry stood up, he stepped on his robes and almost tripped. Fortunately, his dancing steps were not bad. Under Ginny's guidance, he gradually relaxed and spun around freely on the dance floor.

Except for Krum, whose limbs become stiff when on the ground, the other warriors and dance partners performed well. The swaying figure of Fleur attracted people's attention.

Before the dance was over, the professors entered the dance floor first, and the warriors were no longer the center of everyone's attention.

Dumbledore was circling under the hands of Ms. Maxim, while Hagrid sat in the guest seat and watched helplessly, annoyed that he hesitated for a few seconds before Maxim was invited by the principal first.

The professors confidently showed off various strange dance steps. Professor Flitwick circled around Professor Sprout's skirt like a dwarf. Ludo Bagman and Professor McGonagall swayed on the dance floor in a waltz. Astronomy Xin Professor Nista nervously avoids Moody's wooden prosthetic leg...

Seeing the professors dancing freely, the little wizards' inner embarrassment quickly dissipated, and they all invited their partners to step onto the dance floor.

Neville's stiff body movements made Hannah giggle, Ron couldn't keep up with Lavender's rhythm at all, Seamus and Dean were switched between the Patil sisters, and Draco hugged Astoria and was infected by the girl's brilliant smile.

The unstructured movements accelerated with the cheerful rhythm, the skirts and corners of clothes danced freely, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax.

Loren bowed slightly, put one hand behind his back and held out the other. There was unspeakable joy hidden in his gentle voice:

"Can I ask you to dance, Miss Granger?"

"I'm very happy." Sitting in the dark seat, the girl's eyes were shining.

Entering the dance floor, the lights gradually brightened, shining on the girl. The gold embroidered patterns under the fabric danced with light. Loren looked at Hermione with soft eyes. The lovely girl in front of him had her head and neck relaxed, and there was water in her bright eyes. Light flows.

Place your palms on the wicker-like waist and feel the gentle ups and downs of your breath, and the light fragrance overflows.

The musician changed another song, the rhythm was slow, so the dance floor seemed to be getting quieter.

The sound of the drum kit disappeared, the guitar and lute gradually faded away, and the sounds of the violin and organ gradually drifted away.

Spin, swing, step...

Hermione felt as if only each other was left in the world.

She moved closer to the embrace, took a breath, and said in a soft and delicate voice: "When I asked you about the dress last week, you read me Pushkin's poem, If life deceives you..."

"I said it casually, just to fool you." Loren whispered in her ear.

Hermione couldn't help but snorted softly, her hot breath falling into her cochlea, causing her whole body to tremble slightly, and she almost collapsed into that embrace.

"I also remembered a poem..." Hermione paused, "Fooling you."

"Read it."

"Desperate sadness troubles me

"The noisy toil of the world makes me restless

"You appeared before my eyes gracefully

"I remember that wonderful moment

"Like a fleeting phantom

"Like a holy and beautiful angel

"That gentle voice always lingers in my ears

"That pretty face always soothes my dreams

"..."

As the music came to an end, the rhythm became more soothing and melodious, leaving only the sound of the violin slowly echoing, and the people on the dance floor tacitly circled and swayed...feeling a certain sense of calmness emanating from the bottom of their hearts.

"Time flies, rain and wind blow, I would like to always remember your gentle words and your fairy-like face..."