Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Glenn almost laughed out loud. It can be seen from the surge in friendship that for Ron, a reliable dress is really important.

"The effect of the transformation spell is not permanent, but there will definitely be no problem if you hold on until tomorrow morning." He said with a smile.

Ron nodded repeatedly and felt much better.

At this time, Fleur appeared together with Cedric. She wore exquisite makeup and a silver-gray satin robe with no wrinkles visible on it, highlighting her somewhat noble temperament.

Cedric wore a decent black suit with a yellow pocket square, which corresponds to the school color of Hufflepuff. He has good looks and temperament, and he matches Fleur well.

Seeing the two people appear, Ron hid behind Glenn in embarrassment. Only when they were far away did he straighten up again and look across the crowd into the distance.

"Why don't you see Hermione?" he said to himself.

Soon, he got the answer.

There was the sound of footsteps again, and it was the people from Durmstrang. Karkaroff was walking at the front, with Krum and his dancing partner beside him.

"That's..."

Ron's eyes immediately locked on Klum's dance partner in a blue dress, and he was so surprised that he could hardly speak.

There was no doubt that it was Hermione.

She finally took care of her hair seriously, making it soft and shiny, and tied it into an elegant bun on the back of her head. The long dress was also of a very exquisite style, making her look like "Beauty and the Beast"

The beauties in it are average.

Of course, even though she had dressed herself up carefully, in Glenn's eyes, there was still some gap between her and Qiu.

Before Ron could speak, the door to the auditorium slowly opened, and Professor McGonagall's voice came: "Please come over here to the warriors and their dance partners!"

"See you later." Glenn said to Ron, who was still in the petrified state, feeling funny in his heart.

The chattering crowd flashed out of a passage, allowing them to pass by. Professor McGonagall was wearing a red tartan robe, with a garland of thistles on the brim of his hat. He was obviously dressed up with care.

But I don’t know if it’s due to the generation gap, but her image doesn’t quite fit the aesthetics of young wizards.

Under her arrangement, the warriors and their dance partners stayed at the door, waiting for everyone else to enter the auditorium and take their seats, and then lined up to enter the venue.

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

The four long academic tables were replaced by round tables commonly used in restaurants, decorated with crystal tableware and ice lamps. Each table is not too small and can seat more than ten people at the same time.

Morgana didn't seem to have a dance partner, she just followed the crowd and passed by them, smiling softly at Glenn and Qiu.

She tied up her long golden hair that she usually wore loosely, with only a few strands hanging slightly by her ears. She wore a rose-colored suspender skirt, and her exposed skin was almost comparable to the magic snowflakes falling from the ceiling.

Compared to Hermione, her temperament is more like a princess in a fairy tale.

Seeing her smile, Glenn felt a little guilty. After so many years, no matter how ignorant he was of coquettishness, he had long understood Morgana's thoughts, but because of Qiu, he still didn't know how to respond to her.

emotion.

What is somewhat unexpected is that Morgana did not send an invitation to Glenn, and even since the news of the ball came out, the frequency of her appearances has dropped a lot.

The warriors and their dance partners were naturally the focus of the audience. Everyone would subconsciously cast their gaze at them when they entered, and Hermione was the most conspicuous among them.

The contrast between her outfit today and her usual outfit was so great that it was hard not to notice. In addition, as Klum's dance partner, she naturally attracted the hateful eyes of all the Star Club members.

"You are so beautiful today, Qiu." She inevitably looked a little nervous, and she could only manage to relieve it by chatting.

"You too!" Qiu said with a smile, and helped her adjust her skirt.

Before she could thank her, Professor McGonagall spoke again.

Open your mouth and invite them to come in and take a seat.

Autumn naturally took Glenn's arm gently and followed Krum towards the guest of honor seat. There were the three principals, Bagman and Lockhart, and there were seats reserved for the warriors and dance partners.

Dumbledore had a kind smile on his face, and when he saw Glenn approaching, he winked at him without showing any trace, like a child over a hundred years old.

Lockhart was dressed more "flashy" than usual today. The dress even had exaggerated decorations outlined with gold thread, and his shirt was as bright red as Santa Claus.

He pulled up the armchair next to him and waved to Glenn.

"how are things?"

As soon as Glenn sat down, he asked enthusiastically.

"That's it, except for a slightly more normal Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Lockhart didn't care about the sarcasm in his words. He glanced at the teacher's seat and said with a smile: "Mad-Eye Moody, I heard that he used to be a very powerful Auror... but Fudge didn't like it very much. he..."

At the end of the sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice to prevent others from hearing that he, Fudge's confidant, was slandering his immediate boss behind his back.

"That woman, Umbridge," he continued in a low voice, minding his own business, "you have to be careful about her, that guy is particularly difficult to deal with."

Glenn nodded: "I know, but she has been quite honest recently and hasn't done much."

"That's because Fudge has been too busy recently and can't spare any time to deal with matters at Hogwarts." Lockhart explained, "In the past few months, there have been strange murders. Until now, we still have no clue. His men I have to **** and I have to be busy looking for clues..."

Although the two of them were talking about very serious matters, they both had big smiles on their faces, just like old friends reunited after not seeing each other for many years.

With such acting skills, even an Oscar-winning actor like Will Smith would probably have to praise him.

The dinner was completely different from before. The house elves no longer served dishes uniformly. Everyone had a menu in front of them. Dumbledore glanced at it and said to his plate: "Pork chops."

In the blink of an eye, a steaming portion of charcoal-grilled pork ribs appeared on his plate.

Everyone suddenly understood and followed suit. The little wizards on other tables also followed suit and ordered their favorite food. The auditorium was immediately filled with the aroma of delicious food.

Harry seemed to want to talk to Hermione, but Hermione was chatting enthusiastically with Krum and was listening to him telling interesting daily stories about Durmstrang, until Karkaroff stopped him.

"Okay, okay, Viktor!" Karkaroff said with a smile, "Don't reveal any more secrets, otherwise your charming friend will know where our school is. Got it!"

"Igor, if you keep such a secret... people will think you don't welcome others to visit." Dumbledore said with a smile.