A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 414: Dance

There was a lot of noise in the auditorium.

The surrounding walls were covered with gleaming silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky. Snowflakes fell from a high place and disappeared before falling to the position above their heads.

Hundreds of flower fairies are flying high in the sky, and sprinkled handfuls of colorful scraps of paper.

Felix stood at the door and glanced around. The four college tables were gone, replaced by hundreds of small tables with lanterns, and around a dozen students sat on each table.

In front of the auditorium, there is a long rostrum, on which the referees sit. On both sides of the rostrum, there are two faculty desks symmetrically, for Hogwarts professors and others from afar. The guests are seated.

In front of the rostrum and the faculty table, there are two spacious round tables belonging to the warriors.

Bagman and Percy walked side by side to the rostrum, and Felix came to a staff table and sat between Snape and Professor McGonagall. Snape was still wearing his black suit. Professor McGonagall wore a red tartan robe with a thistle garland on the brim.

"Minerva, what a rare outfit." Felix joked, "Severus is always the same..."

Snape stared at Felix, watched him flip through the small menu on the table with interest, and said slowly: "I don't remember you learning to dance when you were in school. Can you visit the castle with me later?"

"Oh, don't be such a spoiler," said Professor McGonagall.

Felix turned the menu in his hand to the back, staring at the names of desserts on the row above, "No problem, but I'm going to try this first." He pointed to a line of small print and said.

"Opera?" Snape glanced at it and commented, "It's too sweet."

"Good name," Felix said with a smile.

After staying for a few minutes, Professor McGonagall got up and left, "I'm going to organize the entry of the warriors." She lifted the pointed hat on her head and said, striding towards a corner of the auditorium.

In an open space near the gate of the auditorium, the warriors stood with their dance partners. Professor McGonagall was explaining to them the precautions for entering the arena: "Wait a little longer, when the auditorium is almost full, you can Line up to go in, warriors and dancers together. You have to go through the entire auditorium from the aisle on the left, and finally turn a corner and sit at the big round table on the right side of the rostrum, understand?"

At this moment, Harry and Ron rushed in from the auditorium, and Ron finally changed into his new robes in the bathroom, and they hurried towards the podium.

"This way! Potter, Weasley." Professor McGonagall shouted.

Harry and Ron froze in place, turned their heads numbly, and looked at the stern-looking Professor McGonagall and the group of warriors. They also looked at the two of them together. Fendi was a lot taller than Krum next to her, and Nona Leibert, who was also tall, stood on the other side like a bird.

Harry and Ron bowed their heads and walked back. When they passed Draco Malfoy, Draco shouted: "Potter, Weasley, did you forget the time for dancing?"

His partner, Pansy Parkinson, let out a heck of a tut.

Harry glared at them. Draco Malfoy looked like a country vicar in a black velvet gown with a high collar, and Harry secretly despised his aesthetics. The two walked to the end of the warrior line. The Patil sisters hugged their shoulders and looked at Harry and Ron dissatisfied.

Professor McGonagall strode over and said quickly: "Line up, you two! No, it's not for you to stand together," she looked at Harry and Ron with a headache: "It's with your dance partner Standing side by side, oh my god, you don’t understand the meaning of the partner, do you?”

She stepped forward and separated Harry and Ron one after the other, then she looked at Sister Patil with a hesitant expression. She couldn't tell which was which for a while, so she simply ordered: "Stand next to your dancing partners, girls. You need a little tacit understanding...Frankly speaking, it's a bit late to say such things now."

Professor McGonagall soon went to the front row of the line again, and they could barely hear Professor McGonagall's weak voice: "This...Mr. Elifendi, please stand in the line, you are far away from Krum Mr. is too close. Mr. Crumb, where is your partner?"

"She's still on her way," Krum said in a low voice.

Professor McGonagall didn't look very happy, she confirmed: "Are you sure she won't miss the time? If necessary, I can temporarily find a replacement..."

"No, thank you." Krum said sullenly.

Harry and Ron looked around at the end of the line, and Ron said incredulously: "I can't believe that Krum doesn't have a partner! He's a big star, what girl would turn up? Oh, no, Harry , stop me now..."

He bent his knees slightly and hid behind Harry as Fleur Delacour looked back. She was wearing a silver-gray satin robe, and she looked stunningly beautiful. Beside her was a tall and handsome boy. Harry had a little impression of him. He should be a seventh-year student in Slytherin and the head of the Boys' Union.

When Fleur turned around, Ron straightened up.

"Actually, I can't blame you, she's really pretty." Harry said fairly. When Fleur invited Cedric in the hallway two days ago, Ron seemed to be possessed, and went forward to invite Fleur as a dance partner. , which of course fails.

After that, Ron kept avoiding her, and he still hasn't recovered.

At this moment, a beautiful girl in a flowing lilac blue robe walked into the auditorium, passing Harry and Ron. She came up to Krum and spoke quickly, as if apologizing for being late, but they were at the end of the line and it was difficult to hear the voice at the head.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Krum... I was supposed to prepare a few hours in advance...but... I didn't expect the return gift of Xixiu...too surprised..."

"Sniff? You mean that magical animal that digs holes in the soil and digs gold coins? Did it send you a gift?" Krum's deep voice was recognizable, and it reached Harry and Ron. in the ears.

"Varren doesn't make holes in the dirt! Oh, Varen is his name...yeah, he did send me presents...I think maybe it's because I sent him Christmas presents first... Maybe Professor Haipu also helped to choose..." The girl explained.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"That sounded familiar," said Harry uncertainly.

"She also mentioned Warren, saying that Warren sent her a Christmas present, is that possible?" Ron looked at Harry hesitantly.

"If I heard correctly, it was the gift she sent first...Valen just returned the gift...wait, I seem to know..." Harry's speaking speed was getting slower and slower, and his eyes were also shifting from the elegantly dressed The girl in the robe moved towards Ron.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and said in unison, "Hermione?" This guess made them unbelievable, they never thought that the beautiful girl more than ten feet away would be the person they were most familiar with.

Harry stared at the back of the girl, who looked nothing like Hermione. But if it's true, she must have done something to her hair, so that instead of being messy, it's smooth and shiny and tied back in an elegant bun.

At this time, Professor McGonagall walked to the front row of the team and said to all the warriors standing at the door: "Warriors, please get ready. Ladies hold the men's arms and enter the arena as I said before."

The team began to move forward. Harry and Ron wanted to confirm whether Krum's partner was Hermione, but they both felt their arms being pulled at the same time. They turned their heads and looked at their partners—

The Patil sisters held their arms, with big smiles on their faces. Parvati fiddled with the gold bracelet on her wrist, lifted the pink skirt with the other hand, and whispered, "It's our turn." Then she dragged Harry forward vigorously.

The warriors entered the auditorium in two rows, passing through the gaps between the small tables. The people in the Great Hall applauded enthusiastically, Fred and George whistled loudly, and Harry calmed down a little. They walked around the auditorium for a small half circle, and filled the two big tables in front of the rostrum in order.

Their seats were very characteristic, they were seated alternately between a man and a woman, and everyone was dressed up, and Harry found that many familiar faces were a little more handsome and beautiful than usual.

Especially Hermione.

Harry finally decided on the candidate for Krum's dancing partner. Although he could only see the profile, he was very familiar with Hermione. After reading the tome, her demeanor completely changed, so that he didn't recognize her for a while.

At this time, Hermione also noticed their gazes, turned her head, and waved at the two of them across a table, Harry couldn't help laughing, Hermione's iconic big die was too conspicuous, He couldn't think of anyone else at all.

Hermione had complained to them before that her parents, who were dentists, were very resistant to linking the words shrinkage and magic, and she had never found a chance to get Madam Pomfrey to agree to have her teeth fixed.

…

The warriors were the last to enter - and when they were seated, the dinner party began naturally. Harry stared at the shiny golden plate in a daze, he looked around, saw Dumbledore carefully looked at his menu, and then said very clearly to his plate: "Pork chops!"

The pork chops came out immediately.

Students suddenly realized, and picked up the small menu to choose their favorite food.

Not far from Harry and the others, Roger Davies was sandwiched between Collins and Fleur, with a torn expression on his face. Fleur was criticizing the decoration of Hogwarts to him and the Slytherin head of the Boys' Union.

"It's nothing," she said contemptuously, looking at the starlit walls surrounding the Great Hall. "At Beauxbaton Castle, our Great Hall is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas time. Of course, they don't Melting...the food is superb too. We also have a choir of nymphs who serenade us while we eat..."

The heads of the Head Boys and Roger Davies next to her looked more and more intoxicated, and Harry guessed they hadn't heard what Fleur had said, as Davies ran a fork through his own hair , Collins next to him snorted heavily.

He tried to smooth things over, and said falteringly: "I think the two schools have different beauties. There are giant squid in the Black Lake of Hogwarts. In summer, you can swim in it and pretend to be drowned. This big The squid will come to save you; and Beauxbatons, I mean...although I haven't been there, but just listening to Fleur's description can tell how beautiful it is."

As a result, he offended two girls at once. Collins and Fleur turned their heads away, which made Davis a little embarrassed.

Collins moved his chair away, leaned over from the next table, and asked Ron who was closest to her in a low voice: "Have you unlocked the secret of the golden egg?"

"What?" Ron asked dully, he was staring at Krum and Hermione - they seemed to clear up the misunderstanding, and they were talking well.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Collins staring at him viciously, his body turned cold, and he desperately recalled the question just now: "Uh, not yet, but soon, it may be in the next few days. "

Collins looked suspicious, and she quickly said to Ron, "...if... try the water..."

"What did you say?" Ron didn't hear clearly and asked quickly, but at this moment Dumbledore stood up holding a goblet, and Collins moved his chair back.

"Did you hear what she said?" Ron asked his titular partner.

Padma rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "I don't know."

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of the fork hitting the glass penetrated the chaotic auditorium and accurately fell on everyone's ears. Everyone fell silent, and they all looked at Dumbledore on the rostrum.

"Students please stand up, I need to move your desks to make room for the dance floor," he said with a smile.

Then with a flick of his wand, all the tables whizzed away to the wall, leaving an open space in between. The students were standing with their partners, and Harry noticed that Parvati's arms were wrapped around his own again, and he tried to pull away without a trace.

Then Dumbledore cast a spell to create a long and narrow stage near the wall on the right side of the auditorium, on which stood a drum kit, several guitars, a lute, a cello, and several organs.

The lights around the auditorium were completely dimmed, leaving only the dance floor in the center brightly lit.

"Students, professors, foreign guests - enjoy the wonderful music!" Dumbledore said happily with open arms, at this time, the eccentric sisters rushed onto the stage together, and the audience burst into thunder like warm applause.

With his left hand behind his back, Dumbledore extended an invitation to Madam Maxime with his right hand. The two slid onto the dance floor and danced to the soft and soothing music.

Felix was very fortunate that his seat was close to the steps and was not within the range of being moved. He sat comfortably on the chair and watched with great interest as the weird sister group in weird clothes picked up the instrument, and then put the menu Turn to the last page.

"Opera." He pronounced clearly.

The next second, there was an exquisite and attractive cake with chocolate and coffee frosting in front of him. He raised his fork and noticed a stern look.

"Do you know what to do at this time?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said.

Felix froze for a moment, looked around, "Oh..." He stood up and bowed slightly, and asked politely, "May I have the honor to dance with you, ma'am?"

"Of course." Professor McGonagall stretched out her hand with a smile, "Put the fork away from you, Felix," she whispered.

The two walked towards the dance floor.

At this moment, Felix's thoughts were running at high speed, and everything in the auditorium became slow motion - he could see Dumbledore holding Madame Maxime's hand, and the tip of his pointed hat just touched her chin ;Mad-Eye Moody dragged Professor Sinista, saw that Professor Sinista looked like a dark wizard who was unfortunately arrested, and saw Ludo Bagman struggling to bend his stomach to invite Professor Sprout ...

He used the mind acceleration magic to the extreme.

Everything that happened in the auditorium flashed in his mind. Basic poses, dance steps, hand-holding movements, matching beats... After he has walked the dozen steps from the teaching desk to the dance floor, he has changed from a layman to a rookie on the dance floor.

"Waltz, Minerva?" Felix asked, flicking a flower fairy flying down from the ceiling, and the hapless little one stumbled onto Harry's shoulder with a stiff expression.

"Of course," said Professor McGonagall.

The two danced lightly, and Felix continued to absorb the essence of everyone's dance moves while moving his feet. He unexpectedly discovered that Dumbledore was the one who was the best at dancing.

Sure enough, getting older is an advantage, Felix was full of this weird thought.

A few minutes later, when the dance was over, Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "So you can dance, and you can dance so well. I thought you were unfamiliar with this."

Felix wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead without any trace, "It's true that I haven't practiced it much before." He looked in the direction of Snape who was standing on the edge of the field, his black robe had disappeared.

The eccentric sister group in the corner plays another upbeat dance tune. "Continue?" He asked politely, and from the corner of his eye, Hagrid swallowed his Opera Cake in one gulp, and walked towards Madame Maxime who was separated from Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall smiled: "It seems that you are really unfamiliar with these things. You can't spend the whole ball on one person. All the good girls are waiting."

"What?"

Professor McGonagall took two steps back, at this moment, a beautiful girl suddenly appeared, "Professor Haip?" Bethany blinked and looked at him expectantly, so Felix held out his hand, A gesture of invitation, which Bethany readily agreed to.

The style of the dance music has completely changed, so Felix had to speed up his thinking and try his best to capture the movements of others. Long, graceful tracks.

When the song ended, Bethany's face turned red.

She stood on tiptoe lightly and whispered, "You dance really well, and besides... thank you for saving me." The corner of her mouth lightly touched Felix's cheek.

Bethany drifted away.

He looked up and found Fu Rong standing in front of him, "Are you good at this piece?" Fu Rong asked mischievously. At this time, the performance of the ancient sister group became a more lively and jumping polka.

Felix: "...Of course."

After exchanging seven or eight partners, Felix found that the person in front of him was replaced by Hermione.

"Oh, professor, I saw it all around you, you dance really well."

"Thanks, I'm not alone in saying that."

Felix said that he silently counted down the new song of the Weird Sisters Group, and when the music sounded, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He roamed and twirled the dance floor with ease and grace.

At the edge of the dance floor, Seamus and Dean sat at the table, eating dessert by themselves. Seamus stared and said, "I didn't expect Professor Haipu to be good at so many dances...he stayed on the stage It should be the longest online time, right?"

"Yeah, how did he do it?" Dean was also surprised.

"Who is the girl dancing with him? Beauxbatons or Durmstrang's student?" Seamus squinted his eyes and asked.

"What's your look, she's Hermione!" Dean said loudly.

Sea Mo stared at Dean, and Dean pointed to the dance floor: "Look at her big die, it's so obvious..."

In the middle of the dance floor.

Hermione bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Did you know that Valen gave me a Christmas present?"

"I know," said Felix.

"Your idea?" Hermione asked sharply.

"Of course not." Felix didn't quite understand what she meant, and explained, "I was opening presents and writing letters during the day, and it was almost evening when I realized that you had prepared a gift for Varen as well. It felt very happy, no one except me thought of giving it a gift, so it gave it back..."

"But the gift is too precious!" said Hermione.

"Precious?" Felix laughed, "No, Granger, it's just a souvenir. I've researched it, and it's impossible to fix it."

"Really..." Hermione lowered her head and thought for a while.

At this moment, the ring on Felix's left hand buzzed and trembled, and he frowned.

"What's the matter, Professor?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"It should be that someone wants to contact me." Felix said calmly. At this time, the song came to the end, and Felix took the lead to complete the last set action and left the stage with Hermione.

Someone else came over with eager expressions on their faces. "Sorry." Felix declined.

He nodded to Hermione and hurried away, clutching a copper Knut between his fingers, which made a pair with the hot Knut he gave Dobby ~IndoMTL.com~ Whenever Dobby was going to report When working, they will inject magic power into it and notify him in advance.

But this time, the coin was so hot that he wondered if it was going to melt.

Felix quickly walked out of the auditorium and came to the courtyard. With a soft "Chi!", Dobby's figure suddenly appeared. He looked very flustered, and his big eyes were full of fear.

Most importantly, he was carrying a fainted house-elf.

After confirming that Dobby was fine, Felix felt a little relieved. Then he squatted down and looked at the house elf brought by Dobby. From his point of view, it should be a female house elf.

"What's the matter, Dobby?" he asked softly.

"Do, Dobby doesn't know either! Dobby only wanted to invite friends for Christmas. Dobby knew that Winky had a master, so he deliberately picked a very late time. They should all be asleep. Dobby knew, Her master is not in good health..."

7017k