Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 336 Dance

Tiera and Hermione arrived at the library on the fifth floor. As soon as they entered the library, Hermione immediately pulled Tiera to the seat by the window in the library and gave her what she had just written in the divination class.

He took the things out of his schoolbag, spread them out, and laid them on the table——

"I think this sentence..." Hermione pointed to a sentence on the parchment and said, "Here, it should be changed to free wizards, Muggles, oppressed house elves, magical creatures with human intelligence and oppressed

of all life…”

"We can't generalize all magical creatures, right?" Hermione said, "Evil creatures like dementors that are inherently hostile to humans and other magical beings, for the sake of the safety of lives and property of the general public in the magical world,

We should distinguish this magical creature, which is inherently evil and has no value in reforming, from other working people."

"Well, indeed, it makes sense." Tiera said.

"We are not going to hunt them, but for the safety of other creatures, we should plan specific activity areas for evil creatures such as dementors." Hermione added.

"It's very thoughtful," Tiera said.

"Well, well, you know those magical animals better than I do. In that case, I'll leave the plan to you on how to divide and classify them," Hermione said.

"Oh, okay..." Tiera agreed casually, and then suddenly——

"Um?"

Wait, shouldn't I be the one giving orders? Why is it the other way around?

Oh, forget it, I can leave this job to Dobby anyway.

"And this." Hermione continued after seeing Tiera agree, "I think this should also be changed..."

"Well, well, well..." Tiera echoed, while thinking about Professor Trelawney's prophecy.

At this time, a loud noise came from the library door.

Tiera and Hermione looked up at the same time——

They found Viktor Krum hiding not far from them, behind a bookshelf, seemingly looking through books seriously.

Six or seven girls were hiding behind the bookshelves further away, discussing something in low voices.

"He's so annoying." Hermione said impatiently, scratching her broom-like fluffy hair.

"Yeah, yeah." Tiera responded.

Time soon came to Thursday.

This semester they only have one class on Thursday, which is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

Their task in this class is to turn guinea fowl into guinea pigs.

Transforming one creature into another means that fourth-year students at Hogwarts have entered the scope of teaching advanced transfiguration.

"Potter! And Weasley! Can you pay attention?" Professor McGonagall's annoyed voice struck Harry and Ron like a whip.

"Can't you learn from Mr. Lockhart and Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall said, "Look at them, he..."

In the middle of her words, Minerva McGonagall suddenly paused, her eyes fixed on the guinea pig on Tiera's table.

"Ah——!" Hermione followed Professor McGonagall's gaze and screamed in fright.

"Little, little Mr. Lockhart, what is this?" Professor McGonagall asked in surprise.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall." Tiera quickly stuffed the guinea pig into her pocket.

"It's nothing, Professor McGonagall." Tiera said, "I made a mistake in my transfiguration spell and accidentally turned the guinea pig's head into my own face."

"I and my team will change it back, don't worry." Tiera said with a pure smile.

"Uh...oh, okay, okay." Professor McGonagall said, then patted her forehead, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot!"

"The Yule Ball is coming soon -" Professor McGonagall said. "This is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Unfortunately, the ball is only open to students in fourth grade and above.

Open, but of course, if you want, you can invite a junior student—"

Lavender Brown let out a harsh giggle.

Parvati Patil poked her hard, and the muscles in Parvati's own face tensed up as she tried her best not to laugh.

They both turned to look at Harry.

Professor McGonagall ignored them and continued:

"At the ball, you must wear your formal robes." Professor McGonagall continued, "The ball will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock on Christmas Eve and end at twelve midnight. Listen -"

Professor McGonagall looked at the class calmly.

"The Yule Ball will undoubtedly give us the opportunity to...well...relax a bit with our hair disheveled." Professor McGonagall continued in a disapproving tone.

Lavender laughed even harder and covered her mouth with her hands to prevent the sound from coming out.

Harry knew what was so funny about this time: Professor McGonagall's hair was always pulled into a tight bun, and she never seemed to let her hair down.

"But that doesn't mean!" Professor McGonagall suddenly raised her voice, "We will relax the behavioral requirements for Hogwarts students. If a Gryffindor student brings disgrace to the school in any way, I will feel uncomfortable

Very sad.”

The bell rang. As usual, everyone stuffed their books into their schoolbags and threw their schoolbags over their shoulders. There was a rush in the classroom.

Professor McGonagall raised her voice and shouted in the noise: "Harry Potter! And Tiera! Please stay here, I want to say a few words to you."

Harry looked at Tiera helplessly, and Tiera——

He shrugged and stopped packing his schoolbag.

The two of them waited in the Transfiguration classroom for a while. Professor McGonagall waited until all the students in the class were gone before she said, "Harry, Tiera, the warriors all have their own partners -"

"What mate?" said Harry.

Professor McGonagall looked at him suspiciously, as if she thought he was joking.

"The one you took to the Yule Ball, Potter," she said coldly, "your dance partner."

Harry felt as if his internal organs were twisting and shrinking.

"Dance partner?" He felt himself blushing.

"I, I don't dance." He explained quickly.

"Oh, you have to dance," said Professor McGonagall irritably. "That's what I was going to tell you. Traditionally, balls are danced by warriors and their partners."

"I, I don't dance!" Harry firmly denied again.

"This is a traditional practice!" Professor McGonagall said firmly, "You, and Tiera, the warriors of Hogwarts, as representatives of the school, you must do what everyone expects. Therefore, you must give yourself

Find a dance partner, Potter."

"But - I don't -"

"You heard me, Potter!" Professor McGonagall said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Professor McGonagall!" Tiera raised her hand and asked, "I have a question to ask you about dance partners."

"What's the problem? Tiera?" Professor McGonagall said.

"Can I invite a male dance partner?" Tiera asked.

Professor McGonagall:!!!

Harry:!!!

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