harry potter book of crimes

Somehow, Harry just invited Parvati Patil with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, but in the end, even the problem of Ron's dance partner was successfully solved.

"I really don't understand how you two got the most beautiful girl in the grade." Dean muttered in a low voice, "Sister Patil actually agreed."

"It's just thank God." Ron replied dully, pulling the thread off his cuffs.

On his body was a ceremonial robe with lace on the collar and sleeves, which Mrs. Weasley had prepared for him. To be honest, this ceremonial robe looked like a skirt. This was an unavoidable fact.

In order to add a bit of masculinity to the robe, he made a desperate move and cast a cutting charm on the pleats and lace.

It worked, at least the lace on the clothes was gone, but his work was not efficient. When the boys started to go downstairs, his collar and cuffs were still raw, which was really frustrating.

The common room looked strange. The people inside were no longer wearing green and black robes, but instead wore colorful ceremonial robes.

Parvati was waiting for Harry at the bottom of the stairs. She looked very beautiful indeed, wearing a dazzling pink robe, her black hair braided with gold ribbons, and the gold bracelets on her wrists sparkling.

Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't giggle.

When they came to the foyer, they found that it was also crowded with students.

Everyone was spinning back and forth, waiting for eight o'clock to arrive - when the door to the auditorium would open. Some people wanted to meet their dance partners from other colleges, so they squeezed sideways through the crowd to look for each other.

"Hello." Padma Patil is as beautiful as her sister, wearing a bright green robe.

However, she seemed to have no interest in Ron being her dance partner. Her dark eyes looked up and down at Ron, her eyes lingering on the fluffed collar and cuffs of his ceremonial robe.

"Hello." Ron replied casually.

Ron also looked a little absent-minded. His eyes were not looking at Padma, but looking around in the crowd. Hermione didn't seem to be here, and neither did Maka... It seemed that someone was missing, but he kind of wanted to

Can't get up.

Not to mention Hermione, of course Maka wouldn't be here right now, because he was in a place no one expected, extending an invitation to the ball to a woman no one expected.

Regarding this matter, I have to start talking about it from last night...

When there was only one day and one night left before the Yule Ball, Maka finally put down all the research at hand and began to invite his dance partner for tomorrow night.

Although he had rejected two seemingly most suitable candidates before, out of politeness, he decided to ask first. After all, there were not many dance partners he could invite.

Just after dinner, he called Luna to take a walk on the lawn outside the castle.

"...Dancing?" Luna was still holding a copy of "The Quibbler" in her hand. She was flipping through it while pacing, "If you can't find another dance partner..."

"No, forget it..." Maka shook her head, finally giving up the idea of ​​inviting Luna.

Dancing always brings people very close to each other's hearts, and Luna looks like she doesn't care about anything, but she is actually very bad at getting close to others.

Like her patron saint, Luna herself is like a hare with a clear mind. She longs for friends, but when she faces others, her natural sensitivity to human nature makes her never approach them actively.

.

Precisely because Maka vaguely understood this truth, he would not increase Luna's psychological burden for no reason.

Maka thought for a while and then changed the topic casually.

"By the way, aren't you going home for Christmas this year?"

"Dad wants me to watch you..." Luna closed the copy of "The Quibbler" in her hand, put her hands behind her back, raised her head and stared at Maka's face and said, "Hey, just do this...I don't know either.

Why...do you know?"

Maka blinked her eyes and subconsciously raised her neck to look at the stars.

"Ahem... who knows?" He coughed dryly and avoided the topic.

Adults are always more enthusiastic about things between children, especially a girl with an innocent mind like Luna, so it is easier for Mr. Lovegood to worry more.

After taking a casual walk on the lawn for a while, Maka sent Luna back to Ravenclaw Tower.

Since Luna's place was indeed inconvenient, he really didn't want to invite Hermione - no way, since he noticed something from Hermione last time, he didn't dare to provoke Hermione.

Therefore, he had to go to Weili again and ask.

"No." Willie gave a clear answer in one word very decisively.

At that time, at the top of the Astronomy Tower, the two of them fell into a very long silence. After a long time, Willie seemed to have thought of something and added:

"I, can't dance."

This is not an explanation, but her meaning is very clear: It's not that I don't want to be your dance partner, it's just that for some reasons, I can't dance.

To condense it, it is the so-called "I can't dance" - at least this is how Maka understands it.

However, when Willie also rejected him, he immediately discovered that he seemed to have no suitable invitation candidates?

"In that case..."

As Maka muttered, she made a decision that no one could have expected...

Now, it's almost eight o'clock and it's time for the door to open.

"Why don't you see Hermione?" Ron seemed to care about this question very much. He had asked it several times.

At this moment, a group of Slytherin students came up the steps from their underground common room.

Walking in the front was Malfoy, who was wearing a black velvet high-collared robe, like a vicar. Pansy Parkinson was wearing a frilly light pink robe, and she was holding Malfoy tightly.

arms.

Crabbe and Goyle were both dressed in green, like two moss-covered boulders—neither of them could find a partner.

The oak front door was opened, and everyone turned their heads to see Durmstrang's students walking in together with Professor Orson.

Maka was still not in the team, only Krum was walking at the front, and next to him was a beautiful girl in a blue robe that Harry and the others didn't recognize.

As for Professor Orson, he seemed very anxious, and there was a hint of helplessness on his face.

Over their heads, everyone can see that a lawn in front of the castle has been turned into a cave, with little fairy lights shining inside - which means there are hundreds of living fairies, who may be sitting in the magic transformation.

They stood among the rose bushes or fluttered their wings on the statues that seemed to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this time, Professor Snape's cold voice sounded.

"Warriors, come here!"

Parvati adjusted her bracelet, with a bright smile on her face. She and Harry said "see you later" to Ron and Padma, and walked forward, and a flash of light flashed through the chattering crowd.

Channel, let them pass.

Professor Snape was obviously dressed more solemnly tonight than usual. He was wearing a black ceremonial robe and a silver leaf brooch on his chest. Judging from the erratic hairstyle, he seemed to have washed his hair.

hair.

With a straight face, he asked them to wait by the door and let others go in first. After the students were all seated, they lined up and walked into the auditorium.

Fleur Delacour and Roger Davis, captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, stood closest to the door.

Davis seemed unable to believe that he was so lucky to have a dance partner like Fleur. He simply couldn't take his eyes away from her.

Cedric Diggory and Cho Chang were also standing beside Harry. Harry looked away so that he wouldn't have to talk to them.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the girl next to Krum. Then, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

That's Hermione!

But to be honest, she didn't look like Hermione at all. She did some tricks to her hair. They were no longer messy, but became smooth and shiny, and were pulled up into an elegant bun on the back of her head.

bun.

She was wearing a robe made of flowing light purple light blue fabric, and somehow her aura was different - maybe just because she had taken off the more than twenty thick books she usually carried on her body.

Book.

It is worth mentioning that she did not have a smile on her face like the others, but glanced here and there from time to time, just like Ron just now.

Ron didn't look good. He only glanced at Hermione and kept his eyes elsewhere.

When the door to the Great Hall opened, the members of Krum's Starstruck Club in the library strode past, all casting extremely hateful looks at Hermione.

Pansy Parkinson walked by holding Malfoy's arm and stared at Hermione. Even Malfoy seemed unable to find a word to insult her.

As for Ron, he walked straight past Hermione without even looking at her.

When everyone sat down in the auditorium, Snape frowned slightly - Maka hadn't arrived yet!

"Wait a moment."

After he said a word, he immediately strode towards Dumbledore in a hurry.

"McLean hasn't arrived yet," Snape whispered to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't even raise his head. He just sat calmly in the middle of the guest chair and waved his hand gently.

Everyone is waiting, and some students have begun to wonder-where has McClain gone? Why hasn't he arrived yet?

"He'll be there in a moment. Just a few more minutes and he'll-" Dumbledore was talking, but suddenly paused. He raised his head and looked outside the door.

"...He's arrived!"

The warriors turned their heads, and the little wizards in the auditorium stretched their necks to look outside, and then everyone's eyes widened...