Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 324 Opening Dance
In front of the gate, Igor Karkaroff couldn't help straightening his fur hat.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and entered.

Candlelight covers the sun, resplendent and resplendent!
There were four long tables in the dining room, with shining gold plates and crystal goblets on the tables, and the tables were full of people.

Countless candles hang in the air, reflecting the endless starry sky.

This is the essence of the magic school Hogwarts!

"Igor, I'm glad you came to the dance."

Dumbledore caught a glimpse of Karkaroff not far from the door and greeted him enthusiastically.

Karkaroff also squeezed out a forced smile, and said.

"Principal Dumbledore, your school really opened my eyes."

"Haha."

Dumbledore smiled heartily, his beard quivering.

His red and green robes make him look like a walking Christmas tree.

"Principal Karkaroff."

At this moment, Madame Maxim, the principal of another magic school, also came, dragging a long skirt.

"Good evening, ma'am."

Karkaroff nodded in response.

The invited reporters around met and suggested.

"Let's take a photo with the principals and their respective warriors. Hey, where are those "warriors"? Hurry up and find the protagonists of tonight."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Dumbledore stroked his beard and shouted to the crowd behind him without any scruples.

"Klein, where are you, Klein, you're here to take a picture."

After seeing Karkaroff and Maxim, he was too embarrassed to do so, so he just asked the students he knew to go to Fleur and Krum.

A few minutes later, Klein came over, and the eyes of those media reporters couldn't help but brighten.

What a handsome boy!

The satin white shirt and black glossy jacket perfectly set off his tall and straight figure.

It is not traditional clothing, but it is not solemn, and it has a youthful and high-spirited temperament.

Anyway, compared to Krum's crimson traditional wizard suit, Klein's suit is obviously more favored by the media-he has the most shots.

"Wow!"

Seeing how handsome her dance partner was, Fu Rong, who was wearing a streamering blue dress, couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

Her hair was pulled up very carefully, and she didn't put any makeup on her face. She was as beautiful as a fairy who came out of a fairy tale.

"Come on, kids, let's take a photo together before the ball starts."

Dumbledore was very happy and greeted the three to come forward.

Klein stood side by side with Dumbledore obediently like a baby.

Um.
As expected of a well-known fashionista in the magic world, at least in Klein's mind, Dumbledore's red and green robes completely surpassed his expensive uniform in terms of attention.

"Three two one, all right, very good."

After taking pictures, the reporters put away their cameras contentedly.

The principals of the three schools and the "warriors" completed their appearances, pushing the atmosphere of the dance party to a small climax.

At eight o'clock in the evening, under the announcement of Dumbledore, the dance officially began.

The lights of the audience suddenly dimmed.

At this time, an embarrassing scene appeared.

The three warriors on the field, Klein and Furong, directly "hooked up" together, leaving only Krum standing stupidly, looking a little at a loss.

Fortunately, he wasn't embarrassed for too long.

His partner blushed and ran to the center of the hall and stood opposite him—it was a Beauxbaton girl.

"I heard that Krum still wanted to invite our Hermione, but Hermione ignored him."

Some gossip had disappeared, and Krum's expression was very stiff.

"Let's get started~"

As if he didn't notice Krum's strangeness, Dumbledore waved his wand and let the special "Weird Sisters" group start to play.

The music sounded, and in an instant, all eyes in the hall were focused on the two pairs of dancers in the field.

Klein clearly felt that Fleur, who was opposite him, was trembling slightly.

"fine."

Involuntarily adding some strength to his hands, Klein smiled and led Fu Rong to start the warm-up performance.

To be honest, his dancing skills are not that good, but his fluency is better - there is no way, Baimeng is the devil in charge of art, and the enjoyment of casual dancing is even better than that of some professional dancers.

Men are handsome, women are beautiful.

The spotlight was all on the two of them.

As for Krum and the unknown Beauxbaton girl, they were completely reduced to foils.

The music became more and more melodious, and the dance of the two became more and more stretched.

When the song ended, countless applause rang out.

Of course, how much sincerity there is is another matter.

"Thank you."

Furong's face was a little reddish because of her physical activity.

She thanked Klein in a low voice, but she greeted him with a clean smile without any impurities.

"It's my pleasure."

Polite, yet slightly distant.

Klein let go of Furong's hand naturally, and blinked easily.

"Our mission is complete."

"Ah."

After the task was completed, there was no sense of relief, but a slight sense of reluctance.

Fu Rong glanced at the other people who rushed onto the dance floor, and whispered.

"I think we can dance again later"

"Hey Klein, are you free now?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was mercilessly interrupted by a slightly cold voice.

"Of course, Pansy, what's the matter?"

Klein did not expect that Pansy, who had a partner, would leave his partner to find him.

"Let's dance."

With a ribbon tied on her head, Pansy didn't wait for Klein's answer, and didn't look at Fleur's ugly expression, she grabbed Klein's hand and brought him back to the dance floor.

"???"

Klein was puzzled, but resisted the urge to read his mind, and honestly danced the second dance with Pansy.

After a dance.

Klein's head was also slightly sweaty.

Pansy, whose acting style was far more "wild" than usual, looked satisfied, and reluctantly let go of Klein's hand.

"Thank you, let's continue what we just said, I can"

Seeing Klein's exit, Fu Rong, who had been waiting for a long time, finally found an opportunity to step forward.

But unfortunately, she still couldn't say a complete sentence this time.

"Next is me."

The young lady of the Greenglass family, who was waiting for an opportunity, dragged Klein away involuntarily, as if the open-mouthed Fleur was a transparent person.

Draco, who was secretly eating melons in the distance, couldn't help but mourn for this Beauxbaton girl for a second in their hearts.

One person to a planned and disciplined organization
Alas, the pain is over.

"Well."

Hermione looked at everything in front of her, and silently squeezed the card with "7" in her palm.

Originally, she was supposed to be a strong contender for the "Heroine", but she was so unlucky that she was ranked seventh.

"Hello, beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"

While Hermione was waiting silently in the "queue", an invitation suddenly came from her ear.She didn't even look at it, just waved her hand.

"Go find someone else, I'm not free now!"

(End of this chapter)