HP's Adagio Minor

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After everyone was seated, Professor McGonagall announced the entry of the warriors.

As the door of the banquet hall opened, the four warriors and their dance partners filed in and walked towards the front of the auditorium where the referee sat at a large round table. The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

Fleur Delacour was stunningly beautiful in a silver-gray satin gown, accompanied by Roger Davis, captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team; Cedric Diggory and a handsome The Asian girl followed; Harry Potter strode forward stiffly, being dragged by the arms of his partner - an Indian girl in a garish pink gown with a gleaming gold bracelet on her wrist.

And when Viktor brought Hermione Granger on the stage, Lola noticed that most people looked surprised, even the picky Slytherins couldn't say anything bad.

The warriors came to sit in front of the guest table. Dumbledore smiled happily and chatted with Mrs. Maxim who was wearing a lavender robe. Only Principal Karkaroff squinted his eyes and seemed unhappy.

After the dinner began, everyone happily ate and chatted with the neighbors until they finished eating. Dumbledore stood up and asked the students to stand up too.Then with a flick of his wand, all the tables whizzed away to the wall, leaving an open space in between.He conjured up a high stage, which was attached to the bottom of the right wall, and it was filled with a whole set of magical instruments.

Then, the musical instruments played a gorgeous and beautiful tune, and magical snowflakes suddenly fell over the brightly lit banquet hall. The four warriors and their dance partners stepped onto the dance floor first, and danced slowly in circles-soon, others joined Come in, the Warriors are no longer the center of attention.

Lola didn't have a partner, so she stepped back, looked around, and saw Zabini standing on the other side of the round table, staring at the glass of drink in his hand - from this angle, Lola was suddenly on top of him. She saw a trace of Anos, but she rejected the idea in the next second—they were completely different, Zabini's silence was gloomy and extreme, while Anos's heart was very peaceful and quiet, with confidence and tenacity.

"It's so pitiful. Did you come here just to stand around stupidly?"

Bafra Butaskaya took her partner and deliberately squeezed to Lola to get a drink - Lola took a step to the side very sensitively, avoiding the "accidental" splash of the other party's juice.

"Hey, look at me—" Butaskaya smiled coquettishly at her partner, "For some reason, I can't even hold a drink."

Lola couldn't help turning her face away and wanting to roll her eyes at such a coquettish trick, and what made her feel even more uncomfortable was the boy who wanted to be handsome—he was using a probing look, consciously or unconsciously look at yourself.

"Oh, after a dance, I feel very hot all over my body, maybe a wind will blow up later." Butaskaya continued to sneer, "It's just that some winds are gentle and gentle, while others are not. Inappropriate, and even destructive."

"How is that possible, dear."

"Is there anything impossible? I've seen it several times!"

"..."

Lola suppressed the annoyance that Butarskaya wanted her to cause trouble, but she didn't like it—especially in front of so many people, and she didn't want to ruin this beautiful Christmas night.

"Tell me, who would like a muscular girl with thick arms and waist?"

Butaskaya finished speaking in a low voice and raised her eyebrows, but the other party ignored her provocation at all, so she didn't bother to spend any more time here, "It's a pity, we could have compared whose dance steps are more beautiful-but You obviously don't even have the qualifications." She put down her goblet and smiled at her partner, "Let's go, dear, I don't want to waste my good time."

Lola stared at the two leaving, not knowing what to feel in her heart. She looked around from the corner of her eye - Zabini had walked away at some point, and she was standing alone in the corner - those boys without a partner Whispering in the distance, I don't know if I saw the scene just now.

Before she could think about anything, someone walked up to her.

"Hey Lola, come dance!"

Alexei's smile was as warm as ever, like the warm sunshine that could dispel all the coldness. He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl into the dance floor, and the two drifted in the sea of ​​waltz.

"But what about your partner?"

"She accepted other people's invitations to dance—the 'bachelors' are waiting for the opportunity, but obviously they are too timid to be worthy of our tough and noble princess."

Lola was amused by his winking, and finally a smile appeared on her tense face.

"You still look good when you smile—no, you look good when you don't smile—" Alexey said nonchalantly, stepping on melodious dance steps.

After a long dance song, Lola expressed her thanks to her 'knight', "...Oh, go, I saw Biro and the others waving to you, a gentleman shouldn't neglect his dance partner."

After Alexei left, people came to dance one after another, but Lola declined all of them. Only one Beauxbaton boy seemed to be particularly interested in her. After two consecutive invitations to dance failed, he simply sat down. Chatted with her on the side.

The other party's extremely enthusiastic attitude forced Lola to politely agree, which made the boy even more excited and kept talking.

"...there are not enough girls here. Tall girls always have to be ranked at the back, because some people's self-esteem makes them not tall...Actually, I don't think girls like you are terrible. Everyone thinks you Your hurricane is so cool, compared to those girls who pretend to be proud, your coldness is very mysterious, so attractive to me... Have you ever found that when you smile, your eyes are as clear as emeralds... If it weren't for my buddies Being stuck outside your classroom, I think we've already made it...everyone thinks someone's got there first, but they don't—oh, I should've stuck with it, it's a pity!"

After the romantic and affectionate French boy sighed, he was seduced by another beautiful girl—the other girl just happened to glance at him while getting a drink, and he immediately changed his partner to show his courtesies.

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Lola was thinking about sitting down for a while before going back, but somehow she was suddenly called to the principals, and someone said in a pompous voice:

"... I think a good gentleman and a lady are obviously suitable."

"I agree with you very much."

As the school manager of Durmstrang, Mr. Ram had no objection to Karkaroff's proposal. He signaled his son to come forward and invite him to dance, hoping that he could blend into the lively atmosphere as soon as possible—although their The late arrival was entirely due to bad weather, but it was a bit of a faux pas after all.

Lola found herself facing a huge test. She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't sweep the face of her principal, the school manager, and the entire Durmstrang—the other party was the same—Wolf ? Ram almost gritted his molars before finishing the invitation. God knows how much he hates this girl.

On the other side, Professor Sprout, who didn't know it, thought the children were shy, and kept encouraging and urging them, completely unaware of the embarrassment of the two staring at each other and their inner world struggling desperately.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself."

Walking to the edge of the dance floor, Ram squinted at the girl.

"Better than you." Lola retorted unceremoniously.

"Then—" Lahm raised his head and stretched out his hand arrogantly, with a strange expression on his face.

Lola put her hand on it with great reluctance, but she didn't expect to be stabbed hard by something sharp - a piece of ice grew out of the opponent's palm, and the sharp ice blade cut through her glove .

Ram sneered, paying no heed to the girl's glaring glare, though it wasn't what he expected - he expected to hear screaming, maybe even crying (which would be great) - but Being able to humiliate the other party without a trace is undoubtedly what I am most willing to do.

But what he didn't expect was that the girl just flinched, and put her hand up again, as if she didn't care about the pain at all—but his hand suddenly burned hot——a small flame melted the ice , licking his palm fiercely.

"Is it warm?" Lola smiled, her tone cold.

During the short meeting of eyes between the two, Ram clearly expressed his anger, but this light-hearted dance music was actually danced rampantly by the two of them - Ram intentionally took Lola to a crowded place, twirling The magnitude was so large that it hit other people several times.

"Ugly, you have to know how much weight you have," Ram sneered viciously, "I've never seen anyone so stupid and disgusting."

"It's a pity that you still have to dance with such a person, it's really sad—and, your dancing skills are terrible!" Lola retorted, watching the freckles on the side of the other's nose almost wrinkled together in satisfaction, "I I hate you more than you hate me."

"How did you get into Durmstrang, you bought-in scum?"

"It's better than you who fail all the exams and go through the back door!"

"You, damn it!" Ram couldn't help cursing, his hand firmly stuck on the girl's waist——

He really didn't know that Lola Barodis was someone who dared to say anything.

Lola straightened her back without timidity, and felt much more comfortable after venting out all the resentment she had just suffered.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just danced the rest of the dance steps very out of time.After the last note fell, everyone applauded. Taking advantage of the noise, Lola lowered her voice and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're doing."

"Oh? Then tell me—"

Ram grabbed her arm suddenly, making it clear that he would continue to find fault, but he was thrown to the ground without paying attention.

"Did someone take the test for your physical fitness class?" Lola pressed his wrist with a sneer on her face, and then said loudly, "I don't like weak people like you, don't pester me!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left gracefully, leaving Ram sitting there in a daze. When he finally recovered from the sympathetic eyes around him, he was about to explode—he swore that he would let Barodis looks good, absolutely!

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[Letter from Lola Barodis to Sally Ann Toning Poxen, January 1995, 1]

Dear Sally Ann,

You must have guessed where I am now—

Yes, I went back to Durmstrang and was going to spend Christmas holidays with you at school, but something happened, so I got in the Express the day after the prom and didn't even have time to tell You say goodbye to Anthony.

We encountered a strong cold front on the way here, and I tried to adapt to the bumpy situation at any time - even if I was drinking afternoon tea, the sudden drop and climb can still make you dizzy with hot milk tea Yes, sticky close contact.

But anyway, I am still very honored to be able to ride on the exclusive transportation of the school manager - Mr. Ram, although he looks serious, is still kind to me and a few other students - but his son is extremely disgusting , so most of the time, I'd rather stay in the room than see that freckled face.

Speaking of the reason for returning to school, it was because the animal riding hut was attacked by unknown creatures—when I arrived at the school, there were already other owners of injured riding beasts staying at the school—the elf in charge said that they didn’t even see By the time any evil magical creature came into the school, the riders were wounded seemingly overnight, and no one could tell what had hurt them.

Ryoma's injury was probably the heaviest. The scales all over his body were scratched, and the pus made it difficult to heal his wounds.He lay dying in the grass, too weak to eat, which made me feel so guilty that I should have taken him with me.Fortunately, the contract magic circle was able to draw out the venom through the blood. After several buckets of antidote, its spirit improved significantly, and it slowly resumed eating after a few days.

It is strong and brave, and I believe it will recover soon.

You know, I'm thinking about giving it a name, and by the way I'm also giving the red-tailed vulture owl a name (I was really too lazy before) You're right, as my companions, they really need a nice name.

Durmstrang's polar night is dark and dull, and the number of students staying at school is pitifully small. Most of them are study madmen, busy with their own experiments and projects all day long, and rarely communicate with others.Apart from taking care of Ryoma, I was too idle all day long. Not only did I finish my homework for the whole semester, but I even practiced the spell lessons for the next semester—if I don’t choose a remote subject in the entrance examination, then I will I can rest easy, of course, I still hope that the paper I write at Hogwarts next term will earn me more star badges.

In order to focus on magic power, I have recently painted a lot of oil paintings. The topic these days is the ocean-I suddenly want to permanently preserve the spectacular scene of the light jellyfish.Oh, by the way, I even re-edited the long elf poem I originally drafted and copied it at the end of the letter. I hope you will like it after reading it (please remember to wave your magic wand, there will be surprises.)

Although the room is covered with protective spells, for some reason, I woke up when I was sleeping-it seems that there will be strange black shadows flashing outside the window-but the elf said after watching the night that he didn't find anything, so it can only be attributed to Because of my nervousness... Maybe, I am homesick!

You often say that the UK is always rainy and you will get moldy if you don't pay attention, but I am looking forward to the early start of school so that I can see how the four warriors face the second challenge.

I almost forgot, I found an introduction to the "Black Sacred Art" from the library - the topic you chose is too profound! !Give me a few more days, and I will be able to transcribe it completely, and I will send it to you together in the next letter.

Well, it's getting late, I should go to bed, wish me a good dream, my dear cousin!

Yours sincerely,

Hope to meet you soon,

Lola