Magical Studies at Hogwarts

For some people, choosing a dance partner is a very difficult thing. It was not until a few days before Christmas that Harry and Ron finally decided on their dance partner:

Sisters Patil.

It has to be said that both Harry and Harry were willing to give in. Regardless of appearance or figure, the Patil sisters are the best in Hogwarts and will definitely satisfy their "fragile" self-esteem.

Of course, after the two put on those dresses whose style was still in the last century, people would only think that they were not worthy of the Patil sisters.

There are very strict standards for men, talents and looks.

The auditorium on Christmas night was decorated in an extremely romantic and dreamy way. The walls were covered with sparkling silver frost, the ceiling was a brilliant starry sky, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy were floating in the air, as if there was a gust of wind.

It's like they are dancing by blowing constantly.

The boys dressed appropriately and generously, while the girls showed off their charms.

As perhaps the most beautiful one present, the dressed-up Fleur became the center of attention. Many boys peeked at him, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the female companions around him.

As for Roger standing next to Fleur, Xu was the real winner tonight, even though he didn't know why Fleur agreed to his invitation. Krum, who was rejected by Hermione, chose a seventh-year Hufflepuff

As a girl, standing next to him was a surprisingly good match. Although Krum still looked gloomy, it was enough for her.

Being able to stand next to your idol is enough.

"Mr. Butt, where is Strider?" It was getting closer and closer to the start of the dance, but Ike was still missing. Professor McGonagall, who had changed into a dignified dress, couldn't help but grab Terry and asked.

"On the way, Professor McGonagall." Terry said quickly, "They won't be late."

Sure enough, almost the next second after the words fell, Ike appeared at the door, and as he stretched out his hand to lead her, Hermione who appeared next directly broke the inherent impression in everyone's mind.

Stunning!

Her fluffy long hair was neatly tied up in a bun, her pale pink dress was as dreamy as a dream, and she wore a slender necklace on her white neck, like a misty pendant that made it impossible to look away.

"Beautiful Miss Granger, it's an honor to attend the ball with you." Ike extended his hand in a gentlemanly manner, and Hermione placed her hand on it naturally.

"Me too, handsome Mr. Strider."

As the winner of the first project, Ike is eye-catching, and the beautiful Hermione beside him also greatly increases their appeal.

After greeting Stuart and the others with a smile, Ike led Hermione to sit in the warrior's seat. He thoughtfully pulled out the chair and let Hermione sit down first, then gently pushed it in.

"You should do the same, Harry." Parvati complained to Harry in a low voice.

"What?" Harry was a little distracted, his attention still falling on a table not far away, where Cedric was sitting with his dance partner Qiu.

"Nothing." Parvati replied impatiently, ordered some food, and started eating in small bites.

Hermione on the side glared at Harry angrily when she saw this, but he didn't see it at all, and still glanced at Qiu from time to time.

"How could he do this!" Even though she put on a beautiful dress and looked like a noble princess, Hermione didn't change at all. She cut the steak hard, and she didn't look "ladylike" at all.

"Don't affect your good mood, Hermione." Ike handed over a cup of lemon tea and said softly, "Give yourself a day off today."

After taking a few deep breaths, Hermione suppressed her anger slightly. This was not an easy task. Since the first grade, she had been telling Harry and Ron all about their stupid mistakes. Her temper could not be said to be bad, but it was definitely bad.

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"You're right, phew..."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Compared with Ike Hermione, who was about to be stuck together, the other warriors and their dance partners looked a little weird.

Needless to say, Harry and Roger have completely lost their ego, and all they see is Fleur. The atmosphere between Krum and his dance partner is also weird. They are simply replicas of Roger and Fleur, just lost people.

She just became that Hufflepuff senior.

"It seems that everyone has almost eaten, so let's start!" Dumbledore stood up and motioned for everyone to stand up too. Then he waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the corners, and a large open space slipped out in the middle.

.Waving the magic wand again, the former professor's seat became a stage, and various musical instruments fell on it.

At this time, the Weird Sisters, the most famous band in the wizarding world, stepped onto the stage, and the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause and cheers. Ike stretched out his hand at the right time and led Hermione to the center of the dance floor.

As the soothing and melancholy tunes played, Ike and Hermione danced gracefully and soon became the focus of the dance floor. It's not that their dance steps are so outstanding, it's just that compared to the other three couples, they look the most natural.

That's all.

Soon, the song ended, but the Weird Sisters did not stop, and then played cheerful music. The warriors and their dance partners were no longer the focus, and the dance floor was quickly occupied by pairs of boys and girls.

After dancing three songs in a row, Ike and Hermione quietly left the dance floor. He thoughtfully handed over a few tissues, and Hermione used them to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Are you tired?" Ike asked.

"It's okay," Hermione replied.

Looking at each other and smiling, Ike called for two cups of lemon tea and handed one to Hermione. The two of them just sat in the corner, sipping sips.

"So you are here." Cedric held Qiu's hand and walked over and sat next to him.

"Why don't you dance for a while?" Ike asked after Hermione took Qiu aside to whisper.

"You guys are... done?"

"It should be." A rare blush appeared on Cedric's face.

"It's something worth celebrating." Ike raised his cup and touched it with Cedric.

After taking a sip, Cedric looked at the men and women on the dance floor and said, "I always owe you an apology. I made a mistake by throwing your name into the Goblet of Fire without your permission.

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"It's okay, Cedric." Ike shook his head. He kept looking at Hermione without turning his head. "On the contrary, I want to thank you for giving me such an opportunity."

"Actually, you don't want to," Cedric said. "Based on your performance in the first event, the age line can't stop you at all."

Shrugging, Ike turned around, but did not answer. Seeing this, Cedric also understood.

He patted Ike on the shoulder and said in a more solemn tone: "Winning the Triwizard Tournament, you can do it."

"Of course." As he said that, his eyes fell on Hermione next to him who was laughing because he didn't know what Qiu was talking about.

"The championship belongs to Hogwarts..."

"I promise."