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into the night.

Harry and Neville were waiting at the entrance to the Gryffindor girls' bedroom.

Since the invitation given by Professor Slughorn clearly stated that this party was a formal and serious party, both Harry and Neville put on the most formal dresses.

It's a pity that no amount of formal dress can change Harry's frizzy personality.

Even the tight dress on his body aggravated Harry's inner restlessness.

While pulling his collar, he kept pacing at the entrance of the girls' dormitory.

"Hermione, haven't you done it yet?"

Suddenly, he stopped and shouted impatiently into the entrance.

Regrettably, he did not receive any reply.

Neville shook his head and said quietly:

"Be patient, Harry, the ladies will take longer to dress up than we do."

"I understand, but she's taking too long! You know what? We've been standing here waiting for over an hour!" Harry complained, shaking his head, "of course, this is not the Min's fault, it's Professor Slughorn's problem. I really don't understand why he sent the invitation to Hermione at the last minute? It's like he didn't want to invite Hermione in the first place , but in the end, because of making up the number, Hermione was pulled up again!"

Speaking of the back, Harry's expression has become a little weird.

Because he really thought that was what Slughorn thought.

After all, Professor Slughorn's utilitarianism was obvious to all, and Hermione was not without a prominent background, so it was difficult to get into the eyes of the other party.

Hearing this, Neville's original expression with a soft smile suddenly changed, he rolled his eyes and said:

"Shut up, Harry! How could you say that to Hermione? How rude!"

"That's right, it's so rude!" Hermione's voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, "Harry, you should really learn manners from Neveto!"

The two of them heard the sound and looked around, only to see Hermione walking out of the entrance of the women's bedroom slowly.

Hermione first smiled softly at Neville, then gave Harry a hard look.

Harry pouted and said:

"This is the end of the nonsense, we're going to be late!"

Having said that, Harry walked quickly to the exit of the lounge without looking back.

Hermione and Neville behind them shook their heads and followed.

The venue for this banquet was the potions classroom they had just visited during the day.

The three of them trotted all the way to their destination under the good-natured teasing and envious eyes of their classmates.

They panted and pushed open the classroom door, only to find that the potions classroom in front of them had changed a lot.

The medicine refining workbenches that were densely placed have all disappeared at this moment.

In its place was a huge one filled with all kinds of delicious delicacies and a small crystal glass wine tower.

The dark red liquor circulated in it, reflecting the light from the magic chandelier on the ceiling together with the crystal cups, making the entire classroom glow.

Harry was too nervous to say anything.

Because even Professor Slughorn has repeatedly stated in the previous invitation letter that this is a formal, real, dinner-level party.

But in any case, Harry didn't expect that Slughorn actually transformed the Potions classroom into a small auditorium in such a short period of time.

Of course, the more important point is that there are already many people standing in the auditorium at this moment.

Brace Shabini, Cormac McLaggen, Ernie McMillan, and a few others from Slytherin and Ravenclaw were almost there.

This seems to mean that they are late.

At the same time, everyone in the classroom also noticed their arrival.

Slughorn walked down from the podium. He first greeted Harry and Neville excitedly, and then looked at Hermione with a smile:

"Miss Granger, you are welcome!"

"Thank you for your invitation, Professor Slughorn, it makes me feel very honored."

Hermione gave Slughorn a lady salute with some twist.

"Ha ha! Don't say that, Miss Granger!" laughed Slughorn, "your talent has conquered all of us here, and we should be honored! Come on, come in, Enjoy tonight!"

Slughorn led the three of Harry into the crowd, continued to chat for a while, and then returned to the podium.

Harry keenly found that the location was directly opposite the main entrance of the classroom, and the reason why Slughorn was standing seemed to be specially to greet the guests as soon as they appeared.

This discovery made Harry a little relieved, at least Slughorn still valued them, and didn't look down on Hermione because of her background.

"Hey! Harry, the dress is pretty good."

Ernie squeezed between him and Neville at some point, winking at Harry and saying.

Hearing this, Harry instinctively looked down at his dress.

Judging from the version, this is actually an ordinary classical slim dress.

But analogous to the monotonous colors of common dresses, this dress is not only a bright red silk material, but also has a lot of daisy patterns on it.

It's a complete mess.

Harry opened his mouth slightly and was about to say something, but Professor Slughorn, who was waiting on the podium, also heard the movement here and agreed:

"Indeed, his outfit reminds me of some troublemaker I taught!"

"Then I guess," Ernie grinned, "that rascal must be Blake?"

When they were finished, Ernie and Slughorn laughed together.

Slughorn smiled especially happily.

Obviously Ernie's cooperation just scratched his itch.

He is really very optimistic about Ernie. Although Ernie's talent in potions and other disciplines is definitely not outstanding, Ernie's personality and emotional intelligence are too high.

According to his experience, this alone, plus Ernie's pure-blood wizard status, is enough to allow Ernie to develop quite well in the future.

And looking at the two who were laughing, Harry shook his head in embarrassment.

He couldn't refute Ernie and Slughorn's well-meaning teasing.

Because the dress he was wearing at the moment was indeed prepared for him by Sirius Black.

He also has more than a dozen similar dresses, all in the garish Sirius Black style.

In fact, the suit Harry is wearing right now is already the most low-key of the bunch of dresses.

Fortunately, Slughorn didn't intend to embarrass Harry enough to get off the stage. After laughing for a while, he continued to look at Neville and said:

"Our little Neville's dress is also quite good. If I remember correctly, this should be what your father wore back then?"

"That's right, Professor Slughorn, this is the dress my father and mother wore when they got married. It has a special meaning to me."

After hearing what Neville said, Harry carefully looked at Neville's dress.

I saw that it was an earth-colored suit.

Although it was not specially made for Neville, it fits unexpectedly on Neville. The overall exudes a generous and gentle temperament, and it looks very comfortable.

"It suits you perfectly!" Slughorn praised. "I see in you your father, the same valiant, the same kindness and grace. You must be a hero like your father, I believe in that.”

Neville nodded excitedly upon hearing this, but Slughorn turned his gaze to Hermione again, as if he wanted to defer the topic of the dress to Hermione.

Then after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't say anything.

Because at this moment Hermione had smoothed her hair, but the clothes she was wearing were just an ordinary conch blue dress.

Some tiny folds can still be vaguely seen on it - this is caused by the lack of transformation-grade maintenance after being placed for a long time.

There is really nothing to say about such a dress.

What's more, Hermione's identity wasn't enough for Slughorn to talk nonsense with his eyes open.

Shaking his head slightly, Slughorn wanted to end the topic directly.

However, not everyone has a high emotional intelligence, and not everyone can be observant.

Shabini is clearly such a character.

He had been on the sidelines watching Slughorn and Harry's conversation from the very beginning.

Seeing Slughorn's expression at this moment, he rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something and made his debut:

"Yo! Look what our Miss Know-it-all is wearing? Are you wearing your mother's dress too? But your mother doesn't seem to have any achievements to praise? After all, aren't you pure Muggle? "

Hermione's eyes narrowed and said:

"No, this is not my mother's dress! Besides, Shabini, I warn you, you..."

"Oh yes! I remember!" Shabini interrupted. "You wore this dress at the Triwizard Ball before! I said why does it look so familiar? But you're wearing it. Isn't it a little rude to attend Professor Slughorn's party in such a cheap old dress?"

As soon as Shabini said this, the other Slytherins behind him all laughed.

Although the other Ravenclaws didn't laugh much, they looked at Hermione with the same eyes as the Slytherins, full of ridicule and contempt.

Generally speaking, a dress such as a dress cannot be worn repeatedly for important occasions.

This rule is said to have been passed down from King Louis XIV of France.

He didn't say anything about banquets every day, and he also demanded that the nobles under his command must be dressed up to attend, and the dresses must not be re-worn old goods.

If someone violates this rule, they will be severely punished, for example, cut the title!

The reason why Louis XIV did this was, to a large extent, to drain the money bags of the nobles.

In this way, after the great nobles maintain this "royal majesty" for a long time, there is a high probability that they will have little money to rebel.

And the little nobles are even worse.

Their financial resources won't last long at all.

So, cut the jue, cut the jue, go bankrupt and go bankrupt.

Louis XIV's goal of cutting the vassal was also achieved.

I have to say that although this method seems to be mindless and mentally retarded, it does have a good effect.

But it was such a bad move with a strong political purpose, but it was regarded as a treasure by the nobles of the country who yearned for the luxurious life at Versailles.

By the time the King of the Kingdom reacted, the nobles under him had already begun to spontaneously enforce Louis XIV's dress rules.

Even to this day, the old high-ranking people in the country, and some wizarding families who are deeply influenced by the Muggle high-class circle, are still abiding by this unspoken rule.

Within the limitations of this rule, it is allowed for Neville to wear his 'heroic father' dress, but not for Hermione.

Hermione obviously had some understanding of this rule, and her expression was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

He wanted to refute but couldn't say anything, so he could only lower his head.

The expressions of Harry and Neville were not very good-looking either.

Slughorn frowned even more deeply.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was opened again.

"Oh, I hope we're not too late, Professor Slughorn."

Link and Emily entered the classroom slowly, arm in arm.

"Link? And Emily?"

Slughorn's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to meet him, holding Link's hand in both hands, "Of course it's not too late, it's better to say it's just in time!"

"That's fine, that's fine."

Link said with a smile.

The arrival of him and Emily attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom. At this moment, everyone had gathered around him. Shabini crazily squeezed to the front of the crowd and said:

"Oh! Merlin! Mr. Foley, and Miss Victoria, the two of you're clothes are so good! These two dresses are perfect for you two. I'm almost moved to tears! "

While speaking, Shabini pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, Emily couldn't help but chuckle, not only because she was used, but she was also angry.

The other students around were also a little speechless.

Shameless people like Shabini are too rare.

It is estimated that this has a direct relationship with Shabini's black widow mother. Shabini can be said to have won the essence of his mother.

However, they complained in their hearts, but after they reacted, they still echoed Shabini's praise of Link and Emily without hesitation.

For a while, all kinds of compliments continued, and the arrival of Link and Emily directly raised the atmosphere of the party to a whole new level.

In the face of this scene, both Link and Emily acted very naturally. They dealt with all kinds of compliments fluently and with a formulaic soft smile on their faces.

It wasn't until the atmosphere came to an end that he looked at Harry and Neville again and said:

"I saw you gathered together when I first came in. What are you talking about?"

Harry and Ernie wanted to sue for a long time, but the previous group of flatterers were too enthusiastic, and they had no chance to speak.

And at this moment, after hearing what Link said, Ernie stepped forward without hesitation and said:

"What else? Our Mr. Shabini seems to be very dissatisfied with Hermione's outfit, and feels that her wearing an old dress to the party is a contempt for everyone present, and it has brought down Professor Slughorn. Party style!"

Link looked at Hermione's clothes with surprise and concern in his eyes.

Hermione didn't feel anything at all.

After all, having lived at Hogwarts for so many years, she has long been accustomed to all kinds of attacks on her Muggle blood.

But now, being looked at by Link like this, a violent feeling of grievance suddenly spewed out of his heart.

She only felt a sore nose, and the vision in front of her eyes instantly became incomparably hazy due to the surging tears.

Hermione hurriedly lowered her head to cover her face, but it was too late.

Emotions poured out like an open reservoir, which soon turned into tears and wet her dress.

Seeing this, Link raised his brows, and instead of looking at Shabini, he looked at Slughorn for the first time.

As the organizer of the party, Slughorn was naturally to blame for such a thing.

Slughorn was also very straightforward. He spread his hands and said:

"I was about to deal with it, and you came."

Link nodded in understanding, and then looked at Shabini.

Facing Link's indifferent gaze, Shabini felt a lot of pressure, and he also felt that something was wrong.

I heard that Hermione and Link seem to have a good relationship?

But even so, Shabini still had luck in his heart.

You know, his relationship with Link is not bad!

When Link was on the Hogwarts Express, he even praised his name in person!

With this relationship, he might not necessarily lose!

Thinking like this, he forced a smile to please him and said:

"Dear Mr. Foley, what I said is true! It's really rude to wear an old dress to a party or something. I think everyone here thinks the same."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Slytherins and Ravenclaw glared at Shabini.

Anyone with normal intelligence can see that Link is very angry now, but at this time Shabini still wants to pull them into the water together.

"Really?"

Link said expressionlessly, "Then the dresses Emily and I wore today are also old things we wore at the year-end dinner last year. Didn't you boast that you were very happy just now?"

"what?"

Shabini cried out in disbelief.

He really didn't expect Link to come here wearing old clothes.

It stands to reason that according to the current prosperity of the Foley family, Link and Emily will not be able to!

At the same time, Harry, Neville and the others looked at Shabini with a hint of contempt.

When the same thing happened to Hermione, he tried his best to be black, but when facing Link, he had no bottom line to compliment.

This is already wrong for people.

It's really shameless!

Feeling everyone's gaze, Shabini's black face was about to turn white.

Link shook his head and gave Slughorn a look.

This is your party, and the decision to make is up to you, the master.

Slughorn clearly sensed the meaning in Link's eyes.

He glanced at Shabini with a dark face, and said coldly:

"My party doesn't welcome you such a shameless person who looks down on your classmates, get out, I don't want to see you again!"