The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

The Greatest Badger at Hogwarts Chapter 304 Christmas Hermione's main problem is that she has a terrible reputation, which is no slur.

She wasn't a genius, she didn't have the amazing talent that Voldemort, Dumbledore, or even Snape was born with.

Therefore, she can only go deep and simple every day, devote all her body and mind to her studies, and does not engage in unnecessary social interaction at all.

In addition, she always looks high to outsiders, and she may say things that everyone does not like at any time, such as imitating Professor McGonagall's tone to teach everyone to study hard.

If things go on like this, even her roommates in the dormitory don't see her very much, and even fewer boys will invite her to the dance.

In this case, coupled with the fact that she has determined that she will not be Krum and Ron's dance partner, and Link's secret intervention.

As a result, Hermione still did not find a dance partner until the last moment of Christmas Eve.

Link, who confirmed the news through Harry, breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth rose slowly.

But he soon stopped laughing.

Because Emily sent someone to ask Link to accompany her to dance practice.

This is really a very tormenting thing for Link.

He never learned to dance at all!

And Emily was very fanatical about this matter, and she had to practice with Link almost every day these days.

With a sigh, Link finally dragged his tired body to the Response Room.

He could also understand Emily's thoughts.

Although Emily has attended countless balls since she was a child, this Christmas ball has a special meaning to her.

This could be said to be the last time she and Link danced together before their engagement, and an opportunity to announce their relationship to classmates, professors, and the entire European pure-blood aristocracy.

For such an important occasion, it was normal for her to want to be perfect.

"Just put your hand on my waist, don't touch it!"

"Oh! You are so stupid!"

"Ah! You stepped on my foot!"

...

Emily's screams reverberated throughout the responsive room that had been turned into an auditorium.

After a long time, the other voices gradually fell silent.

In the end, only Link and Emily's heavy breathing remained.

Emily Xiang hugged Link dripping with sweat.

Due to dancing, Emily was only wearing a thin and loose sweater, and Link could clearly feel her perfect figure.

It's a pity that Link didn't have the slightest sense of charm at this time, because Emily's small hand had naturally drilled under Link's armpit.

This made Link tense instantly.

He knew that Emily's retaliatory pinching was about to begin soon.

This has almost become their daily routine after every dance practice. Link has never been angry. After all, he dances really badly, and the most important thing is that he loves Emily very much.

However, the pain that Link expected this time never came.

Emily just scratched Link's armpit twice, then put her forehead on Link's forehead, and said with a sad face:

"Alas! I haven't taught for so long, what will I do tomorrow?"

"It doesn't matter, we will just jump twice and it will be done."

Seeing that Emily didn't mean to pinch him, Link was a little bit stubborn, and said with a smile, while the hand on Emily's waist unconsciously began to explore upwards again.

"Don't make trouble!" Emily knocked Link's hand off. "This dance is different! People will laugh at us!"

"Who dares to joke? I'll give him a discount on his legs!"

Looking at Link's ruffian appearance,

Emily was so angry that she began to stretch her little hand under Link's arm again.

But before she could really start, Link said softly:

"Don't worry, we will definitely be the brightest boy in the audience! Everyone will only envy us!"

As he said that, Link's hand reached up to Emily's waist again.

And this time Emily didn't resist, just gave Link an angry look.

...

The next morning, Christmas.

When the golden morning sun projected from the ventilation hole into the Hufflepuff bunker-like bedroom, bursts of cheers also awakened Link from the ambiguous dream.

He struggled to sit up, only to realize that the spacious bedroom in the past had become a bit crowded now.

Countless streamer-tied Christmas boxes piled up under everyone's bed and in the aisles between beds.

John and the others have happily opened the presents.

This is no easy task.

Because most of the gifts in the dormitory belonged to Link, they had to keep rummaging through the piles of gifts for their gift boxes.

Link's gift box, he can't touch it.

It's not that Link is stingy, but that there are many other girls in these gifts who have given poisons such as love potions or things of institutions.

John waited for all of Link's roommates to be deceived, and made a lot of ugliness to settle the matter.

After that, even if Link asked them to help, they didn't want to touch those gift boxes again.

Of course, Link himself did not dare to open these gift boxes.

After waking up, he directly stuffed all the stranger's gifts into a special no-mark stretching spell bag, leaving only the gifts from Mrs. Foley, Emily and others.

Among them, Link's gifts to Mrs. Foley, Emily, and even Harry were just unwrapped.

After all, what they sent Link could completely guess, it was nothing more than some snacks, toys or clothing.

The gift Link cared about most was Snape's gray cardboard box.

It's a pity that when he opened the gift box full of fantasies, he was disappointed to find that Snape seemed to be done by Jiang Lang.

He didn't give Link anything like a potion book or precious materials this year, but a bottle of Fuling Elixir.

"Tsk!"

Link smacked his mouth and threw the Flux into the bag with some disgust.

He doesn't care about this stuff at all now, because it won't be long before he can try to make it himself.

More importantly, Link felt Snape's perfunctory treatment to him from this gift.

And this feeling intensified after he washed up and reunited with Emily.

The reason is very simple, Snape's gift to Emily is a beauty potion he specially made with the lost formula from the "Slytherin Tome" and the tears of the phoenix.

This thing is almost the brainchild of Snape in the past two months, and in return for his efforts, its effect is so strong that it can almost be described as rejuvenation!

Even the natural beauty of Emily, which ordinary beauty potions would not have any effect on, became even more radiant after using it.

"Do I look good?" Emily turned around in front of Link with a smile, and then raised her wrist in front of Link as if showing off, "Smell it. Does it smell good? Aunt Leonie Gave it to me!"

"Hmm, it looks so good, it smells so good..."

Link reluctantly perfunctory, but the expression on his face is a little twitchy.

Because he smelled it, Emily was sprayed with a custom perfume created by a French potion master. Only 5 bottles can be produced each year, and each bottle will sell for no less than 1,000 gold Galleons.

This precious perfume called 'Dream' is actually a fusion of ecstasy and various precious spices and essential oils.

It's just that thanks to the master's superb skills, the love potion, which is a controlled potion, has been diluted to the extent that it has no side effects and can be used legally, but it can still retain its own smell.

The smell mixed with the intoxicating agent can automatically become everyone's favorite smell, which is very special.

Link, for example, was smelling steamed pumpkin mixed with all sorts of floral aromas from Emily's wrist now.

Link swallowed hard, suppressed the desire to take a bite in Emily's hand, and turned his head away.

He felt a little speechless, because Mrs. Foley gave him this year nothing more than a new Foley brooch to wear with his Christmas ball gown.

This is obviously not equal to Emily's gift!

However, this faint envy and speechlessness quickly disappeared in Emily's sweet laughter like a wind chime.

He figured it out.

Whether it's Snape's beauty potion, or Mrs. Foley's 'dream' perfume.

Although it was used on Emily.

But in the end, isn't it Ta Link who can appreciate this beauty?

After comforting himself for a while, the smile on Link's face finally brightened again.

He and Emily were so tired and crooked for the whole morning. It was not until after lunch that Emily blushed and stood up from the seat with some weak legs, and said to Link:

"No, I'm going back to get ready for the dance tonight."

"There is still time, don't worry."

Link stretched out his hand and was about to pull it. The feeling just now was very good, and he wanted to continue to experience it.

It's a pity that Emily didn't give him this chance, and fluttered away from Link's hand like a butterfly, leaving only a beautiful back for Link.

In desperation, Link had to return to the Hufflepuff lounge.

He felt that Emily was simply afraid that the two of them would go off on fire and destroy the previous magical contract between Mrs. Foley and Mr. Victoria.

After all, how can a normal person put on makeup, and it takes an entire afternoon to prepare for a dance party?

Even those delicate women in previous lives who liked being late most couldn't do such a thing.

It was only when he actually returned to the Hufflepuff lounge that he realized that the abnormal person should be himself.

Because now the entire Hufflepuff lounge, men and women, are gleefully putting on make-up and dresses.

Even Cedric and John, who are usually sloppy and don't care about their appearance the most, are no exception.

Among them, Cedric had already worn a plain high-necked dress, and was spraying an unknown magic perfume on himself.

It is worth mentioning that Cedric's dress collar is embroidered with a badger in addition to the Diggory family crest, which means that their family has been Hufflepuff for generations.

And John encountered some difficulties.

His mother had brought his dress this morning as a Christmas present.

It was a classical aristocratic dress in the style of the French Versailles court, and it was a mess.

Of course, this kind of dress is also troublesome to wear.

So shortly after Link appeared in the bedroom, John ran to Link with a pile of clothes and said:

"Link! Just think of a way, I'm about to be crushed by this dress! It's too hard to wear! I read the manual for a long time and didn't understand how to put it on!"

Hearing that, Link waved his hand and said:

"No, why do you think I would wear this kind of dress?"

"Aren't you a noble?"

John said confidently.

Looking at his appearance, Link opened his mouth and closed it again. After all, he didn't say the words that told him to get out, but stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers:

"You should be here, right? Come out and help this guy."

John blinked in confusion, but soon became surprised again.

Because not long after Link finished speaking, three house-elves wearing Hogwarts pillowcases appeared out of nowhere and began to please John to change his dress.

"This, this is not good?"

Another timid roommate next to me whispered.

House-elves love to take care of Hufflepuffs, are stationed around the clock in the Hufflepuff lounge, and are willing to do almost anything for the Hufflepuffs.

Every Hufflepuff knows this very well.

But Dean Sprout strictly forbids them to instruct the house-elves to do things, and those who violate them will be severely punished.

So this roommate is not actually gloating and wanting to see John make a fool of himself, but he is just afraid that John will be punished.

It's a pity that his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. John completely ignored him and let the house-elves neatly help him get dressed.

Because I couldn't go to the dress shop to measure the size in person, the details of this dress were still a little ill-fitting.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted house elf is really omnipotent, and he used a wand to help John re-modify his dress directly on the spot.

"Thank you so much!"

John, who was finally dressed, bowed deeply to Link and the house-elves.

Compared with being locked up by Professor Sprout after the incident, he was more worried that he would be embarrassed at the next dance because he didn't wear a good dress.

After finally sending away the family members who were moved to tears by John's thank you, Link finally put on his own gown.

Naturally, his dress would not have so many problems with John's. This pure black dress made of black velvet was easily worn by him.

After that, Link tidied up his hairstyle with magic wax, and finally picked up the brooch, cufflinks, and ring engraved with the Foley family shield, and put them on.

"How about it?"

Link opened his arms and asked John and the others with a smile.

John and the others could no longer speak at this time.

Just stared at Link with wide eyes.

Among them, John still wanted to touch Link's dress, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, it shrank back like an electric shock.

He could see very clearly that although the dress on Link looked a little unremarkable, it could even be said to be ordinary.

But the wonderful shimmer reflected on the fabric and the untraceable stitching show its golden qualities.

Especially after embellished with golden brooches and sleeve buttons, Link's extravagance is even more compelling.

Link already got the answer he wanted from their reactions.

He looked up at the clock on the wall and said with a smile:

"Then let's go!"