Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 177: Who is whose dance partner?

The clues on Charlotte's body have just begun, and they have been broken. But Maca would never pass his senior sister and go directly to the Werther family.

　　That kind of behavior is tantamount to finding it boring.

　　According to the information he obtained at the Macmillan's dance party, the Werther family is mostly the bloodline of an ancient wizard. And all the things that have a relationship with the ancient wizards are not simple.

　　 Fortunately, even though Maca has guessed and guessed, it is very likely that Voldemort's people who are covered in black air are likely to be related to the Witt family magic book; in other words, it is related to a certain magic book in that magic book. This "demon ritual" is related, but it is nothing more than a backup method.

　　Even if he can't get the book, it doesn't mean that his plan will be blocked because of this, and he has to continue to do what he needs to do.

　　 After a series of complicated tests, Maca finally decided: He will abandon the current wand form, start research from the beginning, and try to restore the very popular long rod wand in ancient times.

　　 To be honest, that thing is not as convenient as the current short wand. It is not conducive to concealed spellcasting, and it is difficult to use it to "depict" regular runes. It is a very uneconomical big guy.

　　 But it also has a lot of benefits, its biggest feature is that the "magic output upper limit" is very high.

　　 It can be said that this is a very difficult to control, but it is very powerful when used well.

　　 What if the combat effectiveness of wizards in ancient times was generally surprisingly high, but the number was much smaller than it is now? Poor applicability of casting tools is definitely a big problem.

　　 In that period, it was the real "Wand Selection Wizard", and the so-called "Wand Selection Wizard" nowadays is probably a legend handed down since ancient times.

　　 "After thinking about it, I want to borrow Dumbledore's old magic wand to study it..." In the cabin of Durmstrang's ship, Maca held his chin on. Thoughtfully, "Elderberry and Yeqi tail feathers... logically speaking, they shouldn't provide the holder with such a powerful magic output..."

　　"In the Three Holy Artifacts of Death, the resurrection stone should be an alchemy product that has an effect on the soul of the holder; the invisibility cloak is an ordinary magic item that even Moody’s magic eyes can see through; Only the old magic wand is really worth seeing..."

　　 However, when Maca planned to continue to immerse himself in his research, he received a very delaying message from Professor Orson

　　 "You should know the Christmas ball. This is a traditional show for the Triwizard Tournament. We, Durmstrang, have to take this opportunity to perform." Orson said to Maca with a bitter face, "Yes, this It was Karkaroff who asked me before I set off. He also said that you will understand..."

　　 Maca frowned and recalled, and suddenly wanted to slap himself. Who made him okay, and casually shook Karkaroff to run the school?

　　 Look, the retribution comes much faster than expected!

　　"...Yes, it's like this...Professor Karkaroff is right," he said blankly, "I will invite a decent partner."

　　 In fact, even if Karkaroff didn't mention it, it would be difficult for him to get out alone. According to tradition, the dancers must be the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, this time at best there will be a pair of dancers.

　　"This couldn’t be better... Well, yes! The prom is only open to students in the fourth grade and above, but the upper grades can invite the lower grades... The time is 8 o’clock on Christmas night. It ends at twelve."

　　 Maca waved his hand and said: "I know, I will remember."

　　……

　　 Compared to Maca’s reluctantly, at this time, Hermione and Harry are facing great psychological challenges in Hogwarts.

　　"...Listen!" Professor McGonagall took a leisurely look at the class, "The Christmas ball will undoubtedly give us a chance to spread our hair and relax ourselves."

　　 She said in a disapproving tone.

　　 There are a few students below who seem to want to laugh very much. They cover their mouths with their hands so as not to let the sound come out.

　　 Yes, that's right! Professor McGonagall’s hair is always tied into a tight bun, and she never seems to have it spread out. For her, those words will always make people laugh.

　　 "But that doesn't mean," Professor McGonagall continued, "We will relax the behavioral requirements of Hogwarts students. If a student in Gryffindor humiliates the school in any way, I will I feel very sad."

　　 The bell rang for the end of get out of class. As usual, everyone stuffed the books into the schoolbags, and then threw the schoolbags over their shoulders. There was a rush in the classroom.

　　Professor McGonagall raised his voice and shouted amidst the noise: "Potter and Granger, please stay for a while. I want to say a few words to you."

　　 Seeing Professor McGonagall’s serious face, he immediately began to habitually think about whether he was obstructing the school rules.

　　 In this way, he walked listlessly towards the podium.

　　 And Hermione next to him was obviously much smarter, and her face turned red all at once.

　　Professor McGonagall waited until all the students in the class were gone, before he looked at Harry and said: "Potter, the Warriors have their own partners"

　　 "What partner?" Harry suddenly raised his head from the chaos of thoughts, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

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

　　 "Your partner who brought you to the Christmas party, Potter," she said coldly, "Your partner."

　　 Harry felt his internal organs twisted and shrunken all at once when he heard it.

　　 "Dance partner?" He felt his face flushed, "No, no dancing...I'm not dancing..."

　　 "Oh, you have to dance, of course, Granger, so do you." Professor McGonagall said irritably, "I'm just going to tell you this. According to traditional practice, the dance is performed by the warriors and their partners. ."

　　 Harry suddenly appeared in his mind wearing a black top hat and a tuxedo. There was a girl beside him, she was wearing a frilly skirt. It was Aunt Petunia attending Uncle Vernon. The kind worn at the company's prom.

　　 "I don't dance," he said.

　　"This is a traditional practice," Professor McGonagall said firmly, "You are the warrior of Hogwarts, and you are currently the number one! You must do what everyone expects. So, you must give Find a partner by yourself, Potter."

　　"But I don't"

　　 "You heard what I said, Potter!" Professor McGonagall finished in an unquestionable tone, and turned directly to Hermione, not paying attention to the tangled Harry.

　　 "Miss Granger, do you have any questions?"

　　While Professor McGonagall was talking to Harry, Hermione opened her mouth three times before she wanted to speak, but she failed to squeeze out the words that had been stuck in her throat any time.

　　 "I meant to say... Warrior..."

　　 Hermione seems to be talking, but her voice is so small that only she can hear it... No, I'm afraid she may not even be able to hear it.

　　 "What?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

　　Maybe it was Professor McGonagall’s oppressive eyes, or maybe for other reasons, Hermione suddenly popped out this sentence:

　　 "Can the warrior invite another warrior?" She seemed to have plucked up the courage and asked loudly.

　　 In the hallway, a big bat... No, a professor just passed by. He was attracted by Hermione's words and glanced casually into the classroom. Immediately, he raised his brows and stopped with interest.

　　 That was Snape, and Harry saw it at a glance.

　　 Professor McGonagall didn't notice, she just looked at Hermione in a little surprise, then shook her head.

　　"Unfortunately, there is no such precedent...but..."

　　 Hermione's eyes dimmed by her words, but the "but" that followed immediately made her suddenly shine.

　　 "...but," said Professor McGonagall, "there are two warriors at Hogwarts this time, I think, if you wish..."

　　 "No, thank you for your answer."

　　 A series of big ups and downs made Hermione feel extremely lost at the moment,

　　 Just then, a smooth voice suddenly sounded at the door, and Professor McGonagall and Hermione both turned their heads.

　　" It’s just that there is no precedent. I remember that the rules and regulations of the Triwizard Tournament did not mention that the warriors were not allowed to invite each other at the Christmas ball~IndoMTL.com~ Snape strode into the classroom , He glanced at Harry coldly, then looked at Professor McGonagall.

　　 "But, oh" Professor McGonagall's expression became complicated, "Is it... McLean?"

　　 There is no professor who does not feel sorry for Maca’s departure.

　　While they were angry that Maca fell into the darkness, no one wanted to mention it. Maca, a "good student", can be seen in the hearts of many professors.

　　Sometimes, Professor McGonagall also thinks: My current mood is probably the same as Dumbledore who watched Tom Riddle turned into Voldemort!

　　Before anger, it was more guilt and self-blame, as well as the feeling of powerlessness at a loss.

　　Minerva McGonagall, this is a genius witch with all the qualities of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. She firmly believes that cowardice is a person's biggest flaw, and she advocates rational thinking and a calm attitude.

　　 is such a sharp-spoken, tough-minded witch, the vice-principal of Hogwarts, but she also has the softness in her heart.

　　 "I don't need it..."

　　In the moment when Professor McGonagall was slightly fascinated, Hermione surprisingly recovered her usual calm and pride.

　　 "I'll find a suitable partner, Professor McGonagall..." she said, pursing her lips, and whispering again, "and...thank you, Professor Snape."

　　 Snape was so thankful that Snape wrinkled his entire face. He took a step back, but abnormally said nothing ironic.

　　 "It's all...what's wrong?" Harry stared, his face blank.