HP's Foreign Land

Professor McGonagall is the main planner of this Christmas ball. Mrs. Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff College, and Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw College, are Professor McGonagall's right-hand man and the dean of Slytherin. Professor Snape didn't get involved, Professor Snape himself didn't want to join in the fun, and he didn't care even if Professor McGonagall turned the auditorium into Azkaban Prison.

Durmstrand students are also puzzled by the maverick of this dean. They often see the other three deans gathering together on campus to chat and whisper. The relationship seems to be very harmonious. This harmony is lacking. One, only Snape without Slytherin.

Probably Professor Snape himself doesn't care, Heimdall thought.

"All warriors, please come to me." Professor McGonagall stood in front of the brand-new rostrum and waved his hands to everyone.

The four warriors left their dance partners and walked towards Mag.

"No, no, bring your dance partner along with you." Mag quickly added.

The four warriors turned their heads one after another, waiting for their dance partners to catch up.

Mag habitually scanned around to see everyone's facial expressions clearly. She was very satisfied with the focused expressions of the eight students. Mag said: "According to tradition, the opening dance of the warriors represents the beginning of the Christmas ball." It's officially started, and seeing everyone dressed so well and decently, it means that everyone's attention has been paid, so I feel relieved."

Harry and his dance partner, Parvati Patil, couldn't help but look at each other, their expressions a little dazed.

McGonagall discovered this, and immediately screamed that it was not good. He was so busy arranging the Christmas ball and other matters these days that he forgot to tell the warriors in his academy about such an important thing as the start of the dance.

Although she looked calm, Professor McGonagall's little heart was already jumping in a hurry in her body. She had given dance lessons to the children of her college before, so she knew Harry's ballroom dancing level very well.Professor McGonagall never expects the Gryffindor children to work hard in this area—eight or nine times out of ten they will get along, and as long as they can successfully complete the opening dance, she will thank God for Merlin.

Professor McGonagall looked Harry up and down with a look of doubting the truth. Harry was frightened and was about to ask, but Professor McGonagall dismissed the other three couples in a few words, leaving Harry and Parvati alone , decided to use the remaining time to explain to them the essentials and tricks of ballroom dancing. In front of so many people, especially students from other schools, if something goes wrong, Professor McGonagall really can’t afford to lose it. this person.

As a result, the task of "receiving guests" fell on the other three pairs.

When the gate is open, generally speaking, you have to stand on both sides of the door. There are six people and three pairs. You can’t dismantle a certain pair from the left to the right. The three warriors found that the addition of Harry’s pair is just right. Much more.In fact, Victor and Anita don't care about being taken apart.

Everyone discussed quickly, and then let Cedric and Qiu Zhang stand on one side to dominate, and the other two visiting schools stood on the other side. After all, Hogwarts is the host, and the status of the master should be reflected.

At this time, it was close to the time for the dance party to start, and the students who came to the dance party poured in, and the auditorium, which was a little empty just now, suddenly became lively.

The three couples of pick-up staff did not forget to use their spare time to wink at each other while welcoming and sending them off. The warm-hearted Cedric was an active member among them. Mr. Diggory was a smart man who understood that his girlfriend didn't like him and Delacour We made friends, so we fixed the chat object on men. Among them, Victor was the closest to his age, so he naturally chatted the most.

"How do you think about that golden egg?" Cedric pretended to look around, pretending to be guilty.

Victor hooked the corner of his mouth, "Don't try to get any progress from me."

Cedric laughed. Although he was exposed mercilessly, he didn't take it to heart. He didn't expect Victor to tell him anything.On the contrary, Victor's straightforward answer made him feel very happy. After all, they represented different schools and were competitors. It was so clear to block his temptation instead of playing with himself. This made Se Derek's affection for Victor deepened a little.

"You guys are not enough friends!" Cedric laughed.

Victor said, "It's Christmas time, don't mention such spoilers."

Cedric couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. The Triwizard Tournament that the British Ministry of Magic wished to hold in his hands was a "disappointment" in his heart?

"Well, let's not spoil the fun," Cedric walked to Victor and whispered to him mysteriously, "Hogwarts has a very magical place for Christmas lovers, do you know ?”

Victor shook his head.

Cedric grinned, "It's in a certain greenhouse..." deliberately protracted.

Victor knew what he meant, and asked cooperatively, "Be clear."

Cedric leaned forward again, whispering softly in his ear.

Victor couldn't help frowning, "Really?"

"It's true, don't believe it, only us seniors know about this place," Cedric said solemnly. "In the past, everyone went home for Christmas, and very little was spent at school. In addition, most of the lower grades are bachelors, unlike us who all have girlfriends. It's useless for bachelors to know about this."

Cedric smiled ambiguously, "No matter what the effect is, there is no loss in trying, don't you want to be with Sturlusson forever?" He deliberately glanced at the direction where Heimdall was standing.

These words came to Victor's heart. Believe it or not. On the road of consolidating the relationship between the two, Mr. Krum has always pursued the ultimate goal of "I would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go." Spirit.

"Thank you." Victor nodded.

Cedric smiled and slapped him on the shoulder, "It's too outlandish!" After he finished, he cleared his throat and asked seemingly casually, "That... I mean the golden egg... You really didn't find anything clue?"

Victor froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, Cedric touched his nose, he wasn't joking, but... Mr. Diggory shrugged and stepped back to his girlfriend.

At this time, Heimdall was attracted by a pair of men and women who entered the auditorium together. He didn't know the boy, but he knew the girl in the orange dress. Pansy Parkinson, a girl from Slytherin College, this What surprised Heimdall was that Miss Parkinson's partner was not Draco? !

Although he was puzzled and didn't show the slightest bit on his face, Pansy certainly knew Heimdall, and because he was the cousin of Master Malfoy, most of the Slytherin students still gave him face.

Pansy said something to her partner, and the partner took her to Heimdall. Pansy's partner was immediately seduced by the big beauty, especially tonight. The big beauty dressed up specially. The man's expression became dazed.

His distraught performance was quite disrespectful to his partner, but Pansy just pursed his lips in displeasure, and did not overreact, which made Heimdall feel confident. Obviously, this unknown man The real man in Pansy's heart, in other words, Miss Parkinson has not "changed her mind".

So why didn't she become Draco's dance partner?Heimdall always thought it was a matter of course. He felt that his cousin didn't bother Pansy as much as he acted, maybe on the contrary...

When Heimdall was thinking, Pansy was looking him up and down with big bright eyes.

Iron-gray dress, black stand-up collar shirt, a silver-gray embroidered black-edged thin ribbon instead of a tie, and a bow was casually tied on the stand-up collar of the shirt. The shiny hair was meticulously done, abandoning the stereotyped stereotypes, elegant There is a bit of leisure and ease in it, and the beautiful facial features actually produce a kind of masculine toughness and sharpness, immature and handsome coexistence, between a boy and a man, a unique charm.

Pansy clicked her tongue in admiration, "Rig, you are so handsome tonight!"

Under the influence of Draco, Pansy followed suit. When she called "Rig" so "unabashedly" for the first time, Draco was just stunned and didn't stop her. Pansy was secretly delighted. Unsurprisingly, Heimdall himself didn't care much about addressing, and Pansy's calling became more and more fluent as time went on.

Draco also affected Heimdall, and Heimdall felt pretty good about Pansy, so he raised an eyebrow, "Are you handsome tonight? You're not usually handsome? Fortunately, I still thought of a lot of words Come to flatter you, say that you are so beautiful tonight that people dare not look at them, although you are usually very beautiful."

Pansy was so amused that she couldn't stop giggling, and being praised for her appearance in front of Furong, any girl would never let go of enjoying the moment of being praised. Women don't like to hear the truth all the time.

Her partner was a little unhappy. The man had a bad nose at Fleur, and the big beauty didn't even give an extra look, but Pansy had a good chat with the big beauty's partner, which made the partner feel very uncomfortable To save face, he grabbed Pan Xi's arm and hurried inside, trying to avoid the embarrassment of being ignored.

Pansy glared at her partner in dissatisfaction, then turned her head helplessly, waved to Heimdall, and followed her partner into the auditorium and into the crowd.

Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief, and if he dragged on, he couldn't help but want to ask about Draco. Fortunately, that dance partner was impatient.

"Hello, Rigg."

Heimdall looked back, thinking what a coincidence, and said that Cao Cao Cao Cao was coming, and it was his cousin Draco Malfoy who came.

Draco was wearing a blue dress robe, which was expensive in fabric, exquisite in workmanship, and first-class in tailoring. Even where the thread ends were accurately calculated, it looked full of style. It was the dressing style that Draco had always advocated. He said that he inherited the Malfoy style from his ancestors, whether it was true or not, probably only the ancestors of the Malfoy family would know.

No matter what, the young master has a lot of aura.

Accompanying the young master, who was full of aura and obviously spent a lot of time dressing up, was Hermione Granger from Gryffindor.

Heimdall was very surprised, and he was not the only one who was surprised. The Gryffindors and Slytherins present were shocked. Even though there was this particularly eye-catching Christmas ball this year, Gryffindors and Slytherins They didn't become harmonious because of this, that is to say, the miracle of "world peace" never came to Hogwarts, but at this moment, everyone couldn't help guessing, could it be that God had come earlier?

Hermione was still a little uncomfortable, and her expression was a little blunt at the moment she entered the auditorium, but she quickly adjusted, at least not visible on the surface, so Heimdall admired her very much, this girl is a big contestant, The psychological quality is high, and the town can hold the place.

Hermione was wearing a pearl pink shoulder-length knee-length gown. The gown had a dull pearly color and was not eye-catching, but it set off the whole person's femininity and elegance. Her thick hair was made to shine, making her look soft and elegant. It can be said that tonight's Hermione Granger is so beautiful that it makes people's eyes shine.

Heimdall didn't spare his praise, Hermione thanked her reservedly, and then glanced calmly at Fleur, who was calm and composed. This beautiful woman made every woman who entered the venue feel pressured.

"It should look good," Draco said rather eloquently. "Since she is my dance partner and will attend the Christmas ball with me, of course she can't be as poor as before..."

Hermione shot him a sideways glance, and muttered casually, "Pansy..."

Draco rolled his eyes, looking very humiliated, and immediately changed his words, "Fortunately, she has good taste and didn't cause me too much trouble."

Heimdall chuckled and waved his hands inside. Draco and Hermione rolled their eyes at each other and went inside.

After that, the men of Durmstrang came one after another.

Everyone cheered and swarmed up, joking with Victor and Heimdall, and the tepid atmosphere suddenly heated up. After they all walked over, the two principals of the German School walked into the auditorium together.

Heimdall thought that Professor Katenen would not come to join in the fun, so the professor laughed, "At my age, who knows how many Christmases I can still have, one more time is more money."

Heimdall didn't like his "frustrating words" very much, but Karkaroff was quicker than Heimdall, and immediately said to Katenin: "Professor, how can you say that, I think your spirit is very good Let the children see if they are better than me..."

Katenen interrupted him leisurely, "If you can put aside those crooked thoughts and focus on serious things, you will definitely feel more comfortable eating and sleeping."

Karkaroff pouted, "You know..."

"My ears are almost callused." Katenen shook his head. "Let the past be the past, it's useless to think too much, you're torturing yourself."

Karkaroff listened and began to ramble again, and Katenin continued to promote his audience spirit.

The two principals walked into the auditorium just like that.

At this time, Fleur's eyes suddenly widened. Of course Heimdall also saw it. The three couples at the door welcomed Mrs. Maxim, the headmaster of Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and her dancing partner Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to protect magical creatures. The professor of the class, Rubeus Hagrid.

"Oh, unbelievable." The moment Fleur saw Hagrid, her complexion became very ugly, and a string of French quickly came out of her mouth.

Heimdall felt that she was losing her composure, and hurriedly took her hand. Fleur suddenly reacted, greeted the principal with a forced smile, and deliberately ignored Hagrid's existence from the beginning to the end, which made the professor very embarrassed.

Madam Maxim seemed to realize something, smiled calmly, stopped talking to Fleur, and walked into the auditorium with Hagrid.

"You should try to hide your attitude," Heimdall said to Fleur.

"I can't do it, that Hagrid..." Fleur seemed vague as if she didn't even want to mention Hagrid's name, "How could that Professor Hagrid and his wife...Christmas in England is really terrible."