Chapter 369 Horace's Christmas Dinner

Harry's invitation was overheard by Peeves, and then the news that the silly boy fell in love with the crazy girl spread throughout the campus.

At the last dinner of the holiday, Hermione still did not sit with Ron.

Harry advised Ron to apologize to Hermione, but Ron refused.

Then Hermione saw Lavender coming to Ron and began her revenge.

He continued chatting with Parvati, and retaliated by loudly announcing at the table that he had invited McLaggen.

She also praised the other party for his good grades, handsome looks, and good football skills. She likes real Quidditch players like this.

After saying that, she walked away, leaving behind Parvati and Lavender who kept gossiping, Harry who lamented that Hermione had hurt her own side while hurting the enemy, and Ron who looked ashen and lifeless.

At the Ravenclaw table, a certain dragon's mouth curled up slightly.

"What's wrong?" Edmund saw it when he reached out to take the jam.

Aiden told him quietly.

"Oh, it seems Miss Granger is really hardworking." Edmund spread jam on the bread.

"What about you, who are you going to invite to join you?" Aiden gossiped to Edmund.

"A Slytherin girl, something like Agnes Stevenson." Edmund was still chewing his bread.

"I was born into an ordinary family. Doesn't your family care?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Since we found out that you can transform Muggles into wizards, my family members don't care so much about bloodline anymore.

The main reason we maintain our bloodline is because we are worried that marrying with Muggles will dilute the wizarding blood in our bodies, leading to a large number of Muggles in our offspring.

What happened later was just a concept that pure-bloods gave to those fools as a sign of superiority." Edmund sighed.

"That's true." Aiden grabbed the lamb chops and started to eat them.

"It's you..." Edmund hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Aiden looked back in confusion.

"No, eat quickly. There won't be so much food for you at the banquet later." Edmund held back his words and teased with one eye closed.

But the insightful person didn't know what he wanted to say at that time, and the so-called confusion was just pretend.

Sometimes, it is better for everyone to give each other some leeway and not bring everything to the table.

This is what Aiden learned from his good friend far away in the United States.

......

As night falls, Horace's dinner party is about to begin.

After saying hello to Horace, Aiden drove around in stealth mode.

Luna wore a shiny six-layer dress in the evening, and she looked good.

Harry was thankful that she wasn't carrying any weird accessories, and Hermione had spent the entire dinner avoiding McLaggen.

After circling for a while, the dragon saw its target for the night in a corner - a real vampire.

From the information Aiden had gathered, his name was Sanguini.

Aiden brought him to the sea of ​​consciousness, conducted a brief examination, confirmed that he was not a transcendent from the Moon Path, and then lost interest in him.

However, during the research process, it was discovered that the other party possessed a strange curse.

The nature of the curse seems to be very similar to... life!

After recording the magical fluctuations of the curse, Aiden released him back.

After all, he was visiting Horace's banquet as a guest. It was a bit too much to arrest someone for research at the banquet and then take him away after the fact.

"Oh, where have you been? I was so worried about you." Horace's student Edel hurried over.

"Well, it seems that I feel the call of the vampires." Sanguini still stared at the neck of the girl nearby.

"What do you want to do? We agreed that you must not attack others at the banquet!" Edel took out his wand.

"Tsk." Sanguini snorted coldly and found a dark corner to hide in.

Hermione was annoyed by McLaggen's harassment and finally found a gap between the curtains and the floor-to-ceiling window to hide.

Then, he happened to meet Aiden who had returned from the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

"?" The two looked at each other and Hermione's eyes widened.

"Where are you going...where are you coming back from?" Hermione looked at Aiden in surprise.

"Oh, you know, I have some off-campus properties that I need to take care of," Aiden made up an excuse.

But luckily Harry pulled open the curtains and walked in, "Hur....what are you two doing here?"

"I'm avoiding McLaggen, Merlin's beard, he's like a troll in heat, all he can think about is kissing." Hermione rubbed her shoulders.

"Well, why invite him if you don't like him?" Harry sighed.

"I think he's the one who could annoy Ron the most, and I was originally planning on Aiden." Hermione glanced at Aiden.

"Blame me." Aiden spread his hands.

Then a house elf came in with a tartare dragon steak, "Want some?"

"No, thank you." The three of them shook their heads.

"A wise choice! This stuff will give wizards bad breath. It's really bad food!" The elf pretended to pour it out.

"Oh, I changed my mind. Give me some. I hope it will keep him away from me." Hermione tried her best for her first kiss and grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth.

"He's coming." Hermione quickly stuffed the dragon steak into Aiden's hands and escaped from the left side of the curtain.

McLaggen drew aside the curtain and walked in.

"Have you seen Hermione? She's hard to find," McLaggen complained.

"Try it?" Aiden held up the dragon steak and smiled at McLaggen.

"Thanks." Without any doubt, he grabbed the dragon steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hermione went to touch up her makeup. You know, ladies are very particular about their appearance," Harry added.

"Yeah, put on some lipstick." McLaggen said as he chewed. "By the way, what am I eating?"

"Dragon balls." A dragon grinned evilly.

Just as McLaggen bit into the skin of the dragon steak, a fishy smell rushed into his mouth.

Then the cleric pulled back the curtains, and McLaggen leaned over and vomited out everything he had eaten at the dinner.

"Wow, there are really people who treat dinner parties as dinner." Aiden complained, completely forgetting the scene of his first Ministry of Magic Investiture Banquet.

The clerk's pants and shoes were covered in vomit. He gave McLaggen a cold look but did not draw his wand.

Harry had quietly drawn aside the curtains and was about to slip away.

"You've just earned yourself a month's detention, McLaggen. Don't be in a hurry to leave, Potter." Instructor St. stunned the two men with just one sentence.

"Sir, I think my companion is waiting for me." Harry pointed back with his thumb.

"I don't think your companion would die if she were away from you for a few minutes." Snape moved closer to Harry.

"There's news. Sirius Black has woken up."

Snape glanced at him, then turned and left.

"Wait..." Harry couldn't wait to find out more information, but Snape ignored him.