Chapter 399: Prom (modified)

Across the top of Krum ’s head, Harry saw a lawn in front of the castle turned into a cave with twinkling fairy lights-this means that there are hundreds of living fairies, they may be sitting in magic In the rose bushes, or flapping wings on the statues, the statues seem to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

Suddenly, Harry felt that the surroundings were quiet for a moment. He looked up, and Allen and a beautiful girl in a blue dress crossed the cave and came over.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth in surprise.

It ’s Hermione.

Her appearance at the moment is incredibly beautiful. She made some hands and feet to her hair. They were no longer messy, but became soft and shiny, and they turned into an elegant bun behind her head.

She wore a robe made of flowing light purple light blue fabric, and her temperament was different. She walked forward with Alan ’s arm and hired Tingting, even with her pace. The corners of the skirt are elegant.

She also smiled-of course, a little nervous-but the pair of shrinking front teeth looked smaller.

And Allen, he is usually gentle and low-key, everyone knows that he looks good, but today he came with Hermione, and his clear eyes and normal short gold hair that were naturally drooping were all properly combed behind his head, revealing a full and clean forehead.

His handsome appearance, plus the pleasant appearance, calm and elegant style, is really unforgettable.

The little wizard present could hardly remove his gaze from both of them.

Ron stared blankly at Hermione, completely ignoring Parvati Petil, who was recognized as the most beautiful third grade girl by his side.

Krumm stared somberly at Hermione holding Ellen ’s arm. He knew that the girl was extraordinary, but at this time, she could n’t help being attracted by the beautiful expression in her bright brown eyes. She Her white face looks very clever, even if he was first attracted to Hermione's character, she is now completely overwhelmed by her appearance.

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

Harry obediently led Ginny over.

"You are here Harry, are you and Ginny ready?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"What are you going to prepare, Professor?" Harry was confused.

"Dancing." Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a natural expression. "This is the tradition of the Three Witches. The six of you warriors will dance this year."

"I should have told you?" Professor McGonagall paused and asked.

"No." Harry's expression was particularly innocent. In fact, he would rather face a fire dragon than be suddenly pushed to the stage to lead the dance.

"Then you know now." Professor McGonagall uncomfortably scratched the back of his earlobe.

She suddenly shook her head in the direction of the auditorium and shouted, "You are here, let's go."

"There seems to be no one there." Ginny said softly to Harry.

Harry nodded wildly. He didn't hear what Ginny was saying at all. With a small look on his face, Professor McGonagall never mentioned the lead dance.

When the little wizards were seated in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall called the Warriors and their dancers to line up two by two and followed her in. They walked in and walked towards a large round table with the referee in front of the auditorium. The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with shiny silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of mistletoe twigs and ivy garlands were hanging. The four college tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables lit by lanterns, with ten people sitting beside each table.

The warriors came to sit in front of the head table, and Allen sat beside Albert.

There is no food in the shiny golden plate, but everyone has a small menu in front of them.

I saw Dumbledore took a closer look at his menu, then pointed to his plate very clearly, "Pork chop!"

The pork chops appeared immediately. The others on the table suddenly realized that they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on the plate.

When everything was finished, Dumbledore stood up and told the students to stand up too. Then he waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the wall, leaving an empty space in the middle. He also transformed a high stage to the root of the right wall, on which was placed a set of drums, several guitars, a lute [comment], a cello and several organs.

Professor McGonagall walked on the stage, "Voice is loud." Her voice spread throughout the auditorium.

"Merry Christmas, and I wish you a frivolous and educated night." Professor McGonagall left the stage.

At this time, the bands took to the stage together, and the audience burst into thunderous applause. They picked up their respective instruments, the lanterns on the table went out, and the six warriors including Allen stood up with their dancers.

The band played a bright rhythm. Allen led Hermione into the brightly lit dance floor and danced gracefully.

Allen spun Hermione around the dance floor.

"The opening dance is for everyone to see. There is a dance music exclusive to us for a while." Allen said softly in Hermione's ear. Her soft breath made Hermione's tip suddenly red.

"What kind of music?" Hermione looked up at Allen, her eyes bright.

Allen didn't answer, but deliberately tried hard to sniff beside Hermione, "There is a scent in the air."

The dance at Hermione's feet was slow, and she couldn't help but make a beat. Allen pressed hard, Hermione rose into the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and it just fell into the dance music when she landed.

"Well, don't tell me what brand." Allen said with a little excitement, "Sister Ogivi soap. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"It's incredible." Hermione opened her eyes in surprise and looked at Allen. "It's the sister soap of 'Ojivi', my grandmother gave me a Christmas gift."

After a bar note, Professor Dumbledore took Professor McGonagall's hand and stepped into the dance floor with a smile.

Mrs. Lorris nestled in Filch's arms, Filch tilted her head and rubbed her head with her face, dragging one leg straight with one hand, shaking with the music. And this cat has an expression of being murdered.

Professor Moody sat in the position, his heels fluctuated rhythmically. He took out the curved hip flask he carried with him, took a big gulp, and shuddered.

Hagrid repeatedly invited Mrs. Maxim with his eyes, and his eyebrows were about to jump off his face and fly to the dance floor.

Soon, many people also entered the dance hall, and the Warriors were no longer the center of attention.

The organ played the last trembling note, and could not help being relieved. The weird sisters stopped playing, and enthusiastic applause broke out again in the auditorium.

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