William and Hermione just stood there quietly, and naturally became the focus of the audience.

This has nothing to do with fame, it is really too outstanding in appearance and temperament... people can't ignore it at all.

Especially Hermione, with her luxurious decoration and her picturesque appearance, she looks like a fairy.

Wherever their eyes touched, many people felt ashamed and avoided her sight.

Hermione looked around, leaned close to William's ear, and said worriedly:

"I didn't see Annie, and she didn't steal my invisibility cloak. It won't happen, right?"

"No, she must have sneaked in." William said calmly.

He hadn't heard of the boy's invitation that Annie agreed to, and it must have gone through a non-regular channel.

She wouldn't miss the dance either, and probably got in in some other way.

Moreover, she is likely to bring in that little girl Gabriel.

Either way, it's against the rules.

But well... Annie is a bit naughty... In general, it shouldn't be too outrageous.

Emmmm... This little bit of confidence, as a brother William is still dripping.

After all, my sister is my brother's hand warmer.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded: "Please come here, warriors!"

William took Hermione's hand and walked forward slowly. The chattering crowd immediately flashed a passage and watched the warriors leave.

Professor McGonagall was also dressed up tonight, in a red tartan gown with a wreath of thistles on the brim of her hat.

It's kind of like the style of dressing in the fifties.

Apparently everyone thinks so.

However, Professor McGonagall's eyes were sharp, and he stepped out of a tiger.

Well, don't ask... it's retro, it's renaissance.

Definitely not Professor McGonagall's aesthetic, behind fifty versions of the world.

Led by Professor McGonagall, the warriors and dance partners stood at the door.

The students took their seats, and after they had settled, the warriors lined up into the auditorium.

Someone poked William in the back, and he turned his head to find it was Treanne.

Ah~ It doesn't matter this time, William almost caught his eye.

Terenei didn't wear her leather jacket, but changed into a more **** black deep V dress, exuding a strong sense of femininity.

Although William was only fifteen years old, he was already taller than many adult wizards. And Terenei is slightly taller than him.

Not to mention the temperament of her clothes, the long legs that defy the sky under the long skirt are quite eye-catching.

Although Furong is also very beautiful, in comparison, she is too immature. Standing next to Terenei, even her aura was suppressed.

That's right, Fleur's dance partner is Treanne.

During this time, Terenei has been driving her magic boat, traveling around the UK. Back at Hogwarts just before Christmas.

She's not a student and can't go to the dance by herself.

And Fleur didn't find a dance partner, or rather, didn't think about a dance partner at all, so William suggested to invite her.

Anyway, no one stipulates that the dance partner must be a boy.

The two of them standing together are really pleasing to the eye, at least attracting the attention of the other half of the audience.

Looking at William, Terenei gave him a habitual wink, then stretched out her hand, dragged Hermione to her side, and helped her organize her headgear.

William looked at the three girls alone and muttered, not knowing what he was talking about.

Cedric and Qiu chat not far away. Or rather... wrestling.

It was really wrestling, and Cedric seemed to want Qiu to slung his arms around him, so as to appear close.

His hands were a little dishonest, and they were placed where they shouldn't be.

Qiu made a counter-attack and almost broke Cedric's hand.

"Sorry, I practiced taekwondo during the summer vacation." Qiu comforted.

Qiu did practice. She was beaten by a kangaroo in Australia that year, and she began to learn how to fight.

Qiu apologized: "I won't next time, I will control myself."

Cedric nodded. Now that Qiu said so, he can be a little bolder at the dance.

Cedric began to prepare for the brink of death, frantically testing and jumping repeatedly.

Malfoy also appeared, dressed in a black velvet turtleneck, like a serious priest.

His dance partner is still Pansy, and it can only be Pansy.

Pansy, in a dark green robe full of frills, dangled Malfoy's arms tightly, letting him wrap his arms around his hips.

But looking at Malfoy's pain, he'd rather have his hand broken than put his arm around Pansy.

Ron and Lavender stood at the back.

Lavender hooked his neck again, but kept staring at the large diamond on Hermione's body.

"Luo Luo, will you give me a diamond too? I don't care about money, I just want to see your attitude."

Ron rolled his eyes, even if he sold his house, he couldn't afford it.

"If you can't afford it, you can rent it," Lavender said reluctantly. "I have several little sisters who want to rent gems.

Everyone takes turns with a few minutes, and it doesn't cost much for each person. "

"This is still available for rent?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Lavender looked at Ron's dirty clothes and said, "You can also rent dresses, which are very expensive.

You wear it for a while, then go to the toilet to change it, and wear it for another person. Everyone's price is not expensive... Let's rent a diamond too, shall we? "

Ron thought to himself that he had no money, and he said perfunctorily:

"I'll go to the Black Lake for a while and pick up a few pebbles for you. It's the same anyway."

"..."

As the students sat down, McGonagall also led the warriors in and walked towards the big round table in front of the auditorium where the judges were sitting.

The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

Being stared at by so many people, Hermione was a little nervous.

She held William's hand tightly, her palms sweating.

William's fingers lightly stroked the back of the girl's hand and smiled at her. Hermione looked into his eyes, and her heart quickly calmed down.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with gleaming silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and there were hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy.

The four academy tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small lantern-lit tables, with a dozen or so people seated at each table.

Sitting at the guest of honor, Dumbledore clapped happily.

Madame Maxime stripped off her usual black satin uniform and wore a flowing robe of lilac, red wine in her hand.

Karkaroff stared sullenly at the crowd, apparently not finding a dance partner.

William suddenly noticed that Ludo was not there, nor was Crouch.

In the corner of the table, Percy was still sitting.

William and Hermione found a table and sat down. Percy on the other side of the table couldn't wait to turn his head and looked at William and said:

"William, thank you for your Christmas present... Mr. Fudge's autograph, it's fantastic! It's the best gift I've ever received."

William smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

Last term, Fudge sent William a set of his autographed books.

He turned it around and gave it to Percy as a Christmas present. Those who successfully learned chicken soup are Percy's favorite reading.

"Why are you here?" William asked.

"I've been promoted," said Percy triumphantly.

Listening to his tone, it seems that he has just been chosen as the lord of the earth and the supreme **** of the universe.

"I am now Mr. Crouch's personal assistant, and I am here on his behalf."

"Why didn't he come?" William asked.

"Not because of Ludo Bagman." Percy lowered his voice.

"Ludo seems to have disappeared yesterday, and Mr. Crouch went to him."

"Ludo is gone?" William raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, probably owes too much money...so he ran away, I heard he owes money not only to goblins, but wizards as well."

William squinted in thought.

This is a strange thing~lightnovelpub.net~ Ludo and Gringotts made another bet that Ron would win the championship.

But in the first round, Ron was the last one. Maybe he saw that he didn't have any hope of winning, so he ran away?

This can also be explained.

However, Ludo, the director of the sports department, is still presiding over the competition.

Just run away like this, okay?

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(Ask for recommendation votes, everyone.

I'm sorry, I stayed up for too long, and it was really sleepy to stay up for a few days. The temperature difference has become too big recently, and I have a little cold.

Sorry, sorry.

Thanks for the rewards of the two bosses, "Fellow Daoist, please stay" and "Return to Zibao to Huang into Dantian". )