Chapter 448 The Banquet Begins
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Soul was stunned.
He exhausted all the words in his mind and couldn't find a word to describe Hermione's current appearance. The only exclamation that popped out of his head was that sentence from the ancient East--"The girl next door has grown up."
Hermione's hair is no longer messy, but has become smooth and shiny, softly attached to the light purple blue dress robe. On her head is a small and exquisite crown prepared by Sule for her. A colorless and transparent gemstone on the crown shimmered in the flickering warm yellow light.
The purple-blue wizard robe set off Hermione's ivory-white skin, giving it a jade-like luster. The lower half of her legs exposed under the skirt looked like snow. Hermione smiled lightly and walked towards Sur in the crowd. Come.
The little wizards who were blocking the way in front of them retreated unconsciously, squeezing out an empty path.
I don't know how many people can be surprised by Hermione's current outfit, but at least, Soul's eyes are all about her now.
He walked towards her.
She also walked towards him.
"You are so beautiful today." Su Er sighed sincerely. "I was worried that this crown would not match your dress."
"Thank you, I like it very much." Hermione smiled slightly and stretched out her hand to straighten Soul's bow tie to make it more neat. "This bow tie matches your dress quite well."
Soul nodded with a smile, raised his arm slightly, and Hermione took it naturally, and the two of them walked towards Harry and others in the crowd.
It was also the first time for Harry and the others to see Hermione in formal attire, so they naturally expressed their admiration, and Hermione responded one by one.
At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded.
"Come here, warriors."
The crowd, chattering like birds, made way for the warriors and their partners to pass.
Soon, eight people stood in front of Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall also dressed up a little bit today. The dark green wizard robe that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was replaced by a red plaid robe, and he also wore a Wearing a hat edged with a wreath of thistles.
The whole color combination is quite nice, it’s the classic red and green, but it’s a bit weird indescribably. Maybe this outfit is a bit retro for today’s young people.
Professor McGonagall looked over with satisfaction at the costumes of the warriors who were going to dance later. They looked really good, handsome men and beautiful women.
Ah, once upon a time, I was also a person who had a flowering season.
she thinks.
However, after thinking about it, Professor McGonagall did not hesitate. She ordered the eight people to wait here and reached out to push the door of the auditorium open.
"Everyone else, go in and take your seats first," she said loudly, and the eager little wizards immediately filed in.
Not long after, Professor McGonagall ordered the eight people to line up in twos and follow her like an entrance ceremony.
Professor Flitwick, who is in charge of the decoration of the auditorium, has obviously put a lot of thought into it. This year's auditorium is more beautiful than any previous grand festival. The walls are covered with shining silver frost. The ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy were hung from the ceiling by invisible threads.
The four long and wide academy tables have disappeared, replaced by at least a hundred small tables with vintage brass candlesticks placed in the middle. Candles are inserted into the candlesticks, and the candlelight follows the wind caused by the applause of the people around the table. The excited voices swayed slightly.
Professor McGonagall led them all the way to the rostrum. The originally long rostrum also turned into a large round table. Dumbledore sat in the center with his face, looking at them gently, his hands on the table quietly Thumbs up to Soul.
On both sides of him were the other two headmasters, and the gambling king Ludo Bagman, who was sitting second to Dumbledore's right. He was wearing a bright purple suit with a big yellow star printed on it. The person sitting at the end of the robe on the other side was not Umbridge, but Percy Weasley, the elder brother of Ron and the Weasley twins.
He had a straight face and looked serious, but there was a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes. He looked very proud to be back at Hogwarts as the guest of honor.
The warriors and their dance partners walked to the table. Obviously, they were going to eat at the same table as Principal Dumbledore and others for today's dinner.
Percy opened the seat next to him, and the meaning was self-evident. Ginny happily took Harry to his brother's side, Soul took Hermione and sat next to Harry, and the other two The warrior sat next to Ludo Bagman.
Just right, they are facing each other.
"I've been promoted!" Percy said eagerly before they could sit down, "I'm now Ms. Umbridge's personal assistant, and I'm here on her behalf."
Percy's voice was very calm, but anyone with a clear ear could hear the smugness and arrogance in his tone, as if he had become the supreme ruler of the universe.
"Why doesn't she come?" Harry asked.
"Ah, that's right." Percy hesitated. It seemed that he didn't know the reason why Umbridge didn't come over. "As you know, Ms. Umbridge is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic. She has a lot of normal things to do. , many times, we have to face matters brought by the Ministry of Magic from other countries in the world... Well, that's it, right..."
"Ms. Umbridge's ability is very outstanding. She has to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and clean up the aftermath of the Quidditch World Cup. I think she wants to come here to attend the banquet, but it's more obvious. Other things internationally are more important."
"I'm also glad that I can be someone she trusts and can help her deal with some things, you know..."
Percy started a tirade, but the four Souls in his hands were not interested in listening at all. Instead, their attention was attracted by the menu next to the plate, which had a long list of dish names written on it, like It's like going to a Western restaurant in the Muggle world. There is no food on the plate, and the customer needs to tell the waiter what he or she wants to eat.
However, there was no one dressed as a waiter around.
Dumbledore quickly showed everyone how to get food to appear on their plates.
Everyone suddenly realized it and followed suit one after another.
"Steak with mushroom sauce medium rare." Suer picked up the menu and read the words clearly and forcefully, imitating the others. The steak appeared immediately.
Hermione murmured with some dissatisfaction. She felt that such a complicated and new way of dining would add more labor burden to the already busy house elves.
"If you don't taste the most outrageous food and dishes that the house elves have tried their best to prepare for us." Soul skillfully cut off a small piece of steak, dipped it in some sauce with a fork, and fed it to He Min's mouth.
Hermione subconsciously opened her mouth to catch the tender and juicy beef.
After chewing for a few times, she immediately realized that such an intimate action was very eye-catching in this situation.
Amid the surprised or teasing looks of her elders and peers, Hermione lowered her head with pink cheeks.
He exhausted all the words in his mind and couldn't find a word to describe Hermione's current appearance. The only exclamation that popped out of his head was that sentence from the ancient East--"The girl next door has grown up."
Hermione's hair is no longer messy, but has become smooth and shiny, softly attached to the light purple blue dress robe. On her head is a small and exquisite crown prepared by Sule for her. A colorless and transparent gemstone on the crown shimmered in the flickering warm yellow light.
The purple-blue wizard robe set off Hermione's ivory-white skin, giving it a jade-like luster. The lower half of her legs exposed under the skirt looked like snow. Hermione smiled lightly and walked towards Sur in the crowd. Come.
The little wizards who were blocking the way in front of them retreated unconsciously, squeezing out an empty path.
I don't know how many people can be surprised by Hermione's current outfit, but at least, Soul's eyes are all about her now.
He walked towards her.
She also walked towards him.
"You are so beautiful today." Su Er sighed sincerely. "I was worried that this crown would not match your dress."
"Thank you, I like it very much." Hermione smiled slightly and stretched out her hand to straighten Soul's bow tie to make it more neat. "This bow tie matches your dress quite well."
Soul nodded with a smile, raised his arm slightly, and Hermione took it naturally, and the two of them walked towards Harry and others in the crowd.
It was also the first time for Harry and the others to see Hermione in formal attire, so they naturally expressed their admiration, and Hermione responded one by one.
At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded.
"Come here, warriors."
The crowd, chattering like birds, made way for the warriors and their partners to pass.
Soon, eight people stood in front of Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall also dressed up a little bit today. The dark green wizard robe that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was replaced by a red plaid robe, and he also wore a Wearing a hat edged with a wreath of thistles.
The whole color combination is quite nice, it’s the classic red and green, but it’s a bit weird indescribably. Maybe this outfit is a bit retro for today’s young people.
Professor McGonagall looked over with satisfaction at the costumes of the warriors who were going to dance later. They looked really good, handsome men and beautiful women.
Ah, once upon a time, I was also a person who had a flowering season.
she thinks.
However, after thinking about it, Professor McGonagall did not hesitate. She ordered the eight people to wait here and reached out to push the door of the auditorium open.
"Everyone else, go in and take your seats first," she said loudly, and the eager little wizards immediately filed in.
Not long after, Professor McGonagall ordered the eight people to line up in twos and follow her like an entrance ceremony.
Professor Flitwick, who is in charge of the decoration of the auditorium, has obviously put a lot of thought into it. This year's auditorium is more beautiful than any previous grand festival. The walls are covered with shining silver frost. The ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy were hung from the ceiling by invisible threads.
The four long and wide academy tables have disappeared, replaced by at least a hundred small tables with vintage brass candlesticks placed in the middle. Candles are inserted into the candlesticks, and the candlelight follows the wind caused by the applause of the people around the table. The excited voices swayed slightly.
Professor McGonagall led them all the way to the rostrum. The originally long rostrum also turned into a large round table. Dumbledore sat in the center with his face, looking at them gently, his hands on the table quietly Thumbs up to Soul.
On both sides of him were the other two headmasters, and the gambling king Ludo Bagman, who was sitting second to Dumbledore's right. He was wearing a bright purple suit with a big yellow star printed on it. The person sitting at the end of the robe on the other side was not Umbridge, but Percy Weasley, the elder brother of Ron and the Weasley twins.
He had a straight face and looked serious, but there was a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes. He looked very proud to be back at Hogwarts as the guest of honor.
The warriors and their dance partners walked to the table. Obviously, they were going to eat at the same table as Principal Dumbledore and others for today's dinner.
Percy opened the seat next to him, and the meaning was self-evident. Ginny happily took Harry to his brother's side, Soul took Hermione and sat next to Harry, and the other two The warrior sat next to Ludo Bagman.
Just right, they are facing each other.
"I've been promoted!" Percy said eagerly before they could sit down, "I'm now Ms. Umbridge's personal assistant, and I'm here on her behalf."
Percy's voice was very calm, but anyone with a clear ear could hear the smugness and arrogance in his tone, as if he had become the supreme ruler of the universe.
"Why doesn't she come?" Harry asked.
"Ah, that's right." Percy hesitated. It seemed that he didn't know the reason why Umbridge didn't come over. "As you know, Ms. Umbridge is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic. She has a lot of normal things to do. , many times, we have to face matters brought by the Ministry of Magic from other countries in the world... Well, that's it, right..."
"Ms. Umbridge's ability is very outstanding. She has to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and clean up the aftermath of the Quidditch World Cup. I think she wants to come here to attend the banquet, but it's more obvious. Other things internationally are more important."
"I'm also glad that I can be someone she trusts and can help her deal with some things, you know..."
Percy started a tirade, but the four Souls in his hands were not interested in listening at all. Instead, their attention was attracted by the menu next to the plate, which had a long list of dish names written on it, like It's like going to a Western restaurant in the Muggle world. There is no food on the plate, and the customer needs to tell the waiter what he or she wants to eat.
However, there was no one dressed as a waiter around.
Dumbledore quickly showed everyone how to get food to appear on their plates.
Everyone suddenly realized it and followed suit one after another.
"Steak with mushroom sauce medium rare." Suer picked up the menu and read the words clearly and forcefully, imitating the others. The steak appeared immediately.
Hermione murmured with some dissatisfaction. She felt that such a complicated and new way of dining would add more labor burden to the already busy house elves.
"If you don't taste the most outrageous food and dishes that the house elves have tried their best to prepare for us." Soul skillfully cut off a small piece of steak, dipped it in some sauce with a fork, and fed it to He Min's mouth.
Hermione subconsciously opened her mouth to catch the tender and juicy beef.
After chewing for a few times, she immediately realized that such an intimate action was very eye-catching in this situation.
Amid the surprised or teasing looks of her elders and peers, Hermione lowered her head with pink cheeks.
