Harry Potter and Shafik

Chapter 69 Celebration
Dragging his tired body out of the bath, Hilbert let out a long sigh of relief. He had never taken such a comfortable bath before. He tore off the velvet towel next to him to dry his body, and the soft velvet ran across his scarred arms.Unexpectedly, the temperature on the dragon's neck was so high, leaving a scar on his left upper arm.Hilbert simply wiped his hair, and there were still a few strands of curled up hair standing dishonestly on top of his head.

Putting on the new clothes prepared by my mother, I went out of the bathroom door, ready to participate in the party held in the Slytherin common room at night.Not only the Shafik family participated, but the Malfoy family, the Greengrass family, the Goyle family, the Crabbe family, the Nott family, the Parkinson family... the heads of the remaining 28 pure-blood families who graduated from Slytherin all came to the party .Hilbert returned to the dormitory, sat on the bed and thought about his thoughts. He is now a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament. Even if he is not the champion in the end, this honor is a once-in-a-lifetime honor. At that time, he will have the capital strength to claim Daphne proposes.Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing.It scared Draco who was about to enter the door.

"Well, we'd better go downstairs to a surprise party for you - Vincent and Gregory must have stolen a lot of good food from the kitchen." Draco was sure Hilbert didn't I said after I went crazy.

Sure enough, when they entered the Slytherin common room, there was another round of cheers and uproar.Tables and chairs were piled high with mountains of cake, jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.Blaise set off some Filipard fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks in the air.Astoria, who is good at painting, hung up several eye-catching new banners. Most of the banners depicted Hilbert transforming into an Animagus flying around the short-nosed dragon, but there were also two It shows the anxious scene of Harry Potter being chased by the hornet.

Lucius and Mr. Brian briefly talked about the situation in the ministry this year, as well as the investigation and confirmation of the World Cup incident.Mrs. Elena was talking with Daphne's parents, but if she thought about it with her toes, she knew it must be about Daphne and Hilbert himself.The arrival of Taoist Lingxu and Severus Snape pushed the banquet to its peak again. In all fairness, Taoist Lingxu is definitely the favorite professor of all Hogwarts students so far. The face is already crushing other professors. If Professor Snape washes his hair and smiles often, instead of being black all day long with a crow-like face, it seems that everyone owes him money.If I change all of the above, I guarantee that a large number of girls will be fascinated again.

"Everyone, welcome to celebrate Gouzi's first victory together. I hope everyone can eat and drink well and celebrate happily." Mr. Brian delivered a speech at the party.

Severus also made an exception and conjured cups of butterbeer and some brandy that only adults could drink, and Taoist Lingxu took out a small tin flagon from his sleeve.Sip the peach blossom wine in small sips.

"My God, it's pretty heavy," Draco said, holding the golden egg Hilbert put on the table, weighing it with both hands, "open it up, Hill! Let's see what's inside !"

"He should solve the clues by himself," Taoist Lingxu hurriedly said, "The regulations of the competition stipulate..."

"I should also solve the problem of how to cross the fire dragon by myself." Hilbert muttered.His voice was so low that only Lingxu could hear him, and he saw a certain god grinning guiltily.

"Okay, come on, buddy, turn it on!" Several people responded.

Blaise handed the golden egg to Hilbert, and Hilbert dug his nails into a circle of grooves on the golden egg and pried it open.

It was empty, and there was nothing there—but the moment it was opened, a terrifying, shrill scream filled the room.Hilbert had only heard a similar sound before at Nearly Headless Nick's Deathday party, the noise of the ghost band playing with a musical saw.

"Shut it!" Pansy yelled, covering his ears with his hands.

Hilbert slammed the golden egg shut. "What's that?" Theodore Nott asked staring at the golden egg, "It's like the cry of a female ghost... Hill, you may have to pass a female ghost next time!"

"Looks like somebody's being tortured!" said Goyle—who turned pale, and scattered the sausage meat all over the floor. "You're dealing with the Cruciatus Curse!"

"Don't be silly, Gregory, it's not legal," said Malcolm Baddock. "They can't cast the Cruciatus Curse on a warrior. I think it sounds a bit like a pure-blood traitor singing... …Maybe you're going to hit him in the shower, Hill."

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when Hilbert finally returned to the dormitory upstairs with Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Theodore, and Blaise.After saying goodnight to each other, the six entered their respective dormitories. (There is no such thing as a lack of money among Slytherin students.) Draco collapsed on the bed and yawned, curled up, and closed his eyes.While pulling the curtains of the four-poster bed, Hilbert wondered what the next game would be...

December brings high winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts.Although there are always drafts in the castle in winter, the whole castle has been set with a warm air setting. No matter how cold it is, everything will be fine if you stay in the castle for a while and drink the hot soup made by the house elves.

There is no class today!When Hilbert and Draco, who got up late, ran into Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration classroom in a panic, they found that everything inside had changed. The classroom had been cast with a stretching spell, and the desks, chairs, and lesson plans were gone.In the center was a phonograph, and Mr. Filch was still holding his Mrs. Norris.

"The Yule Ball is coming up - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. Well, the Ball is only open to students from Year [-] onwards - but if you wish, A junior student may be invited—" Professor McGonagall said. "Put on your dress robes," continued Professor McGonagall. "The ball will be in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas evening and ends at twelve midnight. Listen—"

Professor McGonagall surveyed the class calmly.

"The Yule Ball certainly gave us a chance to - um - let our hair down and relax," she said in a tone of disapproval.

"Every girl has a sleeping swan in her body," Professor McGonagall continued. Hilbert looked up at a girl from Ravenclaw, Heloise Midgen, who was about their height. She was the tallest with a huge physique, Hilbert lowered his head and sneered, he didn't think there was a swan in Heloise. "There's a lion inside every boy waiting to roar. Mr. Weasley!"

"exist!"

"Let's dance together." Professor McGonagall pulled Ron over.

"Put your hands on my waist!"

"where?"

"Straighten my waist and arms! Mr. Filch, put on some music, please."

"One, two, three..." Professor McGonagall and Mr. Ron Weasley danced together.

The two Weasley brothers still imitated it!

"Hey, you two have to laugh at him forever, right?"

"Of course, why not?"

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Shafik, as warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, you, as representatives of the school, must have your own dance partners."

"Of course I have, come on, Daphne!"

"Harry, you must have your own partner. It's a rule!"

Harry's mind suddenly pictured himself in a black top hat and tuxedo, and next to him was a girl in a frilly skirt, Aunt Petunia's from Uncle Vernon's company. The kind you wear to prom.

"I don't dance," he said.

"It's a tradition," said Professor McGonagall firmly. "You Hogwarts hero, as a representative of the school, you must do what everyone expects you to do. So, you must find yourself a dance partner, Potter."

"But—I don't—"

"You heard me, Potter!" said Professor McGonagall in an unquestioning tone.

"Professor, can I invite my sister Aleena?"

"As long as someone is willing to dance with her!"

"Then, can I apply for Cedric to be the lead dancer of the Christmas ball?" Hilbert asked respectfully.

"You need to discuss this with Mr. Crouch and the principal. Mr. Shafik."

(End of this chapter)