HP: Slytherin disguise

"It's nothing, I..."

next second.

A rose appeared in Krum's hand, a rose sculptured from crystal. It was crystal clear and refracted light. Under the bright reflection of the stars on the ceiling, this crystal flower seemed to be given a colorful life, imaginary. Incomparably colorful.

"Just kidding, I gave it to you."

His tone was serious, with a hint of smile in between.

Decorah didn't expect that Klum was lying to him.

His face turned red from smiling, and he took the cool crystal rose, and his gray-blue eyes were refracted with blue light.

Let the crystal flower vaguely turn into a blue rose.

"So lovely…"

Decorah's eyes were dazed for a moment, then turned to look at Krum seriously.

It's really beautiful. This crystal rose can refract any light and color, and then emits the most dreamy light.

This also shows the seriousness and solemnity of the gift giver.

"As long as you like it."

Deep love appeared in Krum's eyes, but it was fleeting.

The two of them came together and whispered softly. They had no time to pay attention to other people or order food.

They seemed to be immersed in a world of two people.

Maybe it was because the smile on Decorah's face was so charming. Harry was always lost in thought, and his eyes unconsciously fell on his delicate face. The slightly pink cheeks made him look even more beautiful, like perfect porcelain. Like a doll.

Finally, Parvati was forced to see Decorah as well.

As she watched, she fell into it herself and giggled.

The appearance of these two people made Cedric and Qiu secretly laugh. Maybe Harry and the others looked a little silly now.

But when Cedric looked over curiously.

Only then did he understand why these two people couldn't move their eyes away.

The young man was leaning against the back of the chair, his movements were elegant and natural, his long platinum blonde hair was scattered, which formed a sharp contrast with the white dress. His slightly drooped blue eyes seemed to be speaking, and he was smiling.

Cedric quickly looked away, feeling his ears turning red.

Qiu looked at Decorah unconsciously and began to be in a daze.

He seems to be thinking about something.

Young people just don't have the power to be reserved, this was Mr. Bagman's first thought.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at Decorah, who was almost sitting in Klum's arms. Well, it was indeed attractive, but he couldn't keep staring at it, right?

Can't you be like him, look at it, turn around, and then look again?

Percy couldn't bring himself to remind Harry any more.

Because both of them were in a trance.

Finally, when everyone else had finished their food, Dumbledore stood up.

With a loud voice, he told everyone that the dance was about to begin.

The students stood up one after another, holding their arms with their dance partners.

Krum stood up and held out his arms.

With a smile in her eyes, Decorah stood up and naturally held his arm.

It looks like a bird clinging to you.

Dumbledore waved his hand and the table disappeared, leaving an open space in the middle.

A high stage appeared, attached to the right corner wall, with a drum set, guitar and other things placed on it.

Decorah looked over, and the weird sisters walked onto the stage together, and then picked up their instruments.

The surroundings burst into warm applause.

Decorah also raised his hands and clapped.

As the surrounding lights went out, the warriors took their partners onto the brightly lit dance floor.

The students around him applauded and smiled brightly.

This is a very interesting dance.

On the dance floor, Krum's hand gently fell on Decorah's slender waist, but he did not dare to exert any force.

Then, many people poured into the dance floor and danced to the rhythm of the music.

Krum's hand on Decorah's waist slowly exerted some force, and the fingers of his other hand were nervously intertwined with his, close to the palm of his hand.

Spin slowly on the dance floor.

Krum seemed to relax a lot, and he stared at Decorah with burning eyes.

Raising his head slightly, Decorah's platinum long hair fell back, as smooth as a waterfall.

Klum was so distracted that he forgot the next steps of the dance.

He got into a hurry and finally stepped on Decorah's shoes.

The originally gentle expression froze.

Before Decorah could draw air, Krum stepped on him again.

The pain made Decorah suspect that Krum was doing it on purpose.

Otherwise, why would it be so heavy and painful?

And twice in a row.

He shook off Klum's hand angrily and limped out of the dance floor.

Krum stayed on the spot, seemingly in a daze.

After he reacted, he hurriedly chased after him.

There are also plenty of tables outside the dance floor.

There are also people sitting there watching people dance on the dance floor, watching alone.

Some people were tired from dancing and sat at the table to rest for a while.

Decorah sat down at an unoccupied table and lightly stamped his right foot, which had been stepped on twice in a row.

"hiss--"

Frowning his brows, Decorah gasped in pain.

Now, he felt that Krum did it on purpose.

How could a normal person fall into a daze while dancing and then start stepping on his partner?

It's really weird...

"Decora, I'm...sorry!"

"Please forgive my mistake!"

Krum followed and crouched down in front of Decorah.

Then he carefully held Decorah's hand on his knee.

"How could you make a mistake?"

Decorah frowned, and finally could only sigh.

He was a little sad. He was so excited just now that he threw Krum's hand away.

If they could bear it, they would still be dancing on the dance floor.

The huge feeling of disparity made Decorah feel disappointed.

Krum thought that Decorah was disappointed with him, so he quickly held Decorah's hand with both hands.

Because of his nervousness, his hands forgot their importance.

He held Decorah's hand tightly and stroked it irregularly with his thumb.

But even so, Krum couldn't say a word.

He didn't even know what to say.

In this regard, Decorah was even more disappointed.

He thought that Krum would invite him again, or say sorry, and then coax him a few words, and the two of them would get back together and remove this barrier.

But the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

After waiting for a while, he realized that these were impossible.

"Decora, I..."

Krum mustered up his weak courage, raised his head and wanted to say the words that he had been unable to say.

But it happened to be at this time.

Decorah was extremely disappointed. He didn't give Klum time. He stood up, broke free of his hand, and then turned around and left the auditorium.

Krum squatted on the spot in a daze, lowering his head.

See yourself as empty, holding nothing in your hands.

A strong sense of crisis came to my mind.

Constantly stimulating his nerves and emotions, as well as his cautious perception.