Hogwarts Everything is Three

"Let's sit down and rest. I'll bring you a drink." Allen gently led Hermione off the dance floor.

After Ellen left, Hermione patted her cheek with both hands and turned around in excitement.

Ron, who was sitting in the distance, was squinting at Hermione. Padma was sitting with her arms crossed and her legs crossed, one foot shaking to the beat of the music. Every now and then, she rolled her eyes at Ron with dissatisfaction, and Ron completely left her aside.

When he saw Alan handing Hermione a glass of pumpkin juice, sitting in a chair with Hermione's waist, he squeezed an orange angrily.

The orange juice almost splashed on Padma's skirt, and she jumped up, her face sullen, and agreed to an invitation from a handsome Durmstrang boy with a goatee and mature looks.

The band began to play a new tune again. Allen saw the gesture that the band captain Jared Leto specially showed him. The next song was the dance music Allen had agreed with him.

"Next is our dance music, do you want to dance tango Hermione?" Allen stood up, bent over and reached out to Hermione in an inviting posture.

Hermione was taken aback for a moment, her eyes couldn't help looking to the right, her red lips opened slightly, "This song, Tango?"

Alan's extended hand didn't retract, his head tilted slightly to the left, looking at Hermione with encouraging eyes, lifted his chin and nodded again.

"Ellen, I'm a little scared." Hermione lowered her eyes and immediately raised her eyes to Ellen.

"afraid of what?"

"Fear of stepping wrong, I only learned a little in Muggle school, which is much more difficult than Waltz..." Hermione licked her lips, her voice a little dry.

"Tango doesn't care about wrong steps. It's not like an exam. It's simple, so it's great. If you step wrong or trip, keep jumping. Why not try it?"

Hermione sighed, picked up the skirt and stood up. Allen took the initiative to hold her hand, and the two walked to the dance floor.

Just after the song ended, Alan pulled Hermione to stand on the center of the dance floor amid the noisy conversation of the little wizards.

Alan could feel the palm of the hand he was holding a little wet, and he could see the anxiety in Hermione's eyes. He also comfortably covered Hermione's other hand with his other hand, squeezed it slightly, and then actively held Hermione's other hand.

The melodious sound of the violin sounded. Alan's right hand wanted to wrap Hermione's waist, but then he lifted Hermione's nowhere to put his right hand and put it on his shoulder. Hermione couldn't help but smile.

The violin leads the melody in a high-key and introverted manner. Under the lead of Alan, Hermione stepped on the tango steps, her stiff body gradually became flexible. With the melody of the music, she has noble steps and arrogance as expressed in dance music. All attitudes, wanting to welcome or reject the dance partner, entangled in it.

With a force on Alan's wrist, Hermione's body leaned back involuntarily, revealing a slender and white neck.

Allen quickly pulled her back, and Hermione couldn't help but laugh briefly and quickly tighten her expression.

With the piano's powerful keystrokes before the musical climax, Hermione took a deep breath before the next rotation, and then increased the range with Allen's movements. The white neck, the rotating skirt corners, and the slender calves all It constitutes a stunning and attractive picture.

The euphemistic and turbulent dance music made the two limbs entangled and separated. Hermione tried her best to keep her emotions from appearing frivolous and uncultivated.

A song is exhausted, but the intricate and intractable melody of regret still lingers in Hermione's mind, like a dance that has no fun, always only the last step, and always feels lost.

"Hermione, you danced well, without a trace of error." Allen's affirmation promptly pulled Hermione out of the panic.

"You brought it well, how many times have you practiced for this?" Hermione smiled and the tip of her nose was red, her hand was touching her chest, soothing her violently beating heart.

There was enthusiastic applause in the auditorium, and the little wizards applauded with knowing and friendly smiles, especially Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, they almost didn't whistles.

On the teacher's bench, Fudge applauded Alan with squinted eyes and smiles, as if Alan was really his kid.

When Fudge stood up and applauded, he searched Albert, another member of the Harris family, and found that when he was immersed in the dance just now, Albert did not know when he and his partner left the auditorium.

At this moment, the weird sisters gathered on the stage together, and the little wizards who recognized them screamed. Their hair is particularly thick, and they wear black robes that are deliberately torn to pieces.

The explosive rhythm ignited this ancient castle. The little wizards waved their hands, twisted their bodies quickly on the dance floor, cheered and laughed.

The weird sisters sang the three tunes of "Scenic Eagle Head, Horse Body and Winged Beast", "Tonight" and "Magic Things", and then left the stage amidst the excitement of the little wizards. UU reading www.uukANAshu.com

Back in the seat, Hermione danced with a slight flush on her cheeks, fanning herself with the palm of her hand.

"Let's go for a walk," Allen whispered to Hermione upon seeing this.

So they pretended to get a drink, left the table, walked sideways around the dance hall, sneaked out the door and came into the hall.

The front door was open, and the fairy light in the rose garden flickered as they walked down the steps. They found low bushes, ornately decorated winding paths and huge stone statues all around.

Allen could hear the splashing sound of water like a fountain, and occasionally people could be seen sitting on the wooden benches.

He and Hermione walked through the rose bushes along a winding path, but within a few steps, they heard an unpleasant familiar voice.

"...I don't understand why the fuss is so fussed, Igor."

"Severus, you can't pretend that this didn't happen!" Karkaroff's voice sounded terrified and hoarse, as if for fear of being heard. "It has become more and more obvious in the past few months. I am very worried now, I can’t deny—"

"Then run away," said Snape's voice impatiently. "Run away--I will excuse you. But I want to stay at Hogwarts."

Snape and Karkaroff took a turn. Snape held the wand in his hand and blasted the rose bushes to both sides. He was stern, his expression ugly. There were screams from many flowers, and several dark figures burst out from inside.

"Ravenclaw deducted ten points, Fawcett!" Snape said fiercely—a girl ran past him. "Hufflepuff deducted ten points too, Stebbins!" Another boy chased after him. The girl left.