Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 902: Christmas Ball

The walls of the Great Hall are covered with gleaming silver frost, the ceiling is a starry night sky, and there are hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy hanging on the ceiling, and it is not difficult to see Hogwarts 's professors put a lot of thought into this Christmas ball.

The warriors came to the table of honor to the applause of Dumbledore and the judges.

No one saw Karkaroff, and Mr. Crouch didn't come. In his place was Albert's acquaintance, Percy Weasley.

Percy waved to Albert with a smile, and pulled away an empty chair beside him. The meaning was obvious. Albert took Katrina and sat down beside Percy.

"I've been promoted and am now Mr. Crouch's personal assistant to the Christmas ball on his behalf," Percy said flamboyantly.

"Congratulations, I suddenly discovered that you have the potential to be a workaholic." Albert smiled and picked up his menu, looking at the recipes on it.

"Working hard is one of the ways to get promoted quickly." Percy paid no attention to Albert's ridicule, "Mr. Crouch is very good at dealing with all kinds of things."

"You really think that?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're lucky now, but it won't be so good soon." After waiting for Dumbledore to give everyone a demonstration and ordering a pork chop, Albert ordered a French-style pan-fried foie gras for himself. He said to Katrina next to him, "I suggest you don't order steak. There have been a lot of troubles a while ago. There may be problems with cows throughout Europe. Now I don't dare to touch any beef-related food except milk. , you can try foreign food, it's a good experience."

Harry, who had just eaten a mouthful of Hungarian beef stew, suddenly became quite excited.

Katrina glanced at Albert, followed by ordering a foie gras French pan-fried foie gras, she cut a small piece with a dining knife and put it in her mouth, and found that the taste was really good.

"I think maybe you'll be reassigned to the Minister of Magic's assistant soon."

Albert ate some French-style pan-fried foie gras and found that the level of the chefs can only be said to be average. After all, the house-elves can't compare with those chefs who study cooking skills, and they still have to cook in large batches, and the taste can be at the standard. Above is fine.

"Aide to the Minister of Magic?" Percy was a little stunned, but he didn't suspect that Albert was lying to himself, but didn't understand what it meant

"How can I suddenly become the Minister of Magic's assistant? Could Mr. Crouch be the Minister of Magic? But the next election for the Minister of Magic still needs..."

"When did Crouch's health begin to deteriorate?" Albert asked, interrupting Percy's muttering.

"He's been wrong since the World Cup. It's not surprising - the work is too hard. Also, Mr. Crouch is not as young as he used to be." Percy ate absently, seemingly still Thinking of becoming an assistant to the Minister of Magic.

Albert continued to nag him, chatting with Katrina about the dishes on the plate, and by the way, led the conversation to travel and some of the countries he'd been to.

He wants Katrina to travel around the world after graduating from school, and it's not safe to stay in the UK in recent years unless she's willing to hide.

"Are you planning to travel too?" Katrina understood what Albert meant, but she didn't understand why he wanted her to travel.

Does he think he's in the way?

That's also not true, Albert's words always make her feel inexplicable.

"Yeah, I planned." Albert ordered another pan-fried fish steak for himself, and continued, "In addition to some worse countries, there are still many good places to travel."

Katrina was a little confused, and slowly ate the food on the plate. Sometimes she responded in agreement. Every time she ordered the same food as Albert, she had to say that it tasted really good.

"Are you curious about what I want to do in the future?" Katrina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I just want to give you some kind reminders to prevent you from encountering some bad things." Albert reminded kindly.

"So, you suggested Isobel to write a book." Katrina stared at Albert for a moment, then suddenly said, "I don't think she's interested in those. She hasn't even written a diary before."

"Oh, so what does Isobel like?" Albert asked, he really didn't know much about Isobel's interests.

"Actually, I don't know either, almost no one knows what she's thinking." Katrina glanced at Albert and strolled on, "It's like no one knows what you're thinking, from some To a certain extent, you are very similar and very compatible."

Can it go together?

It's all engaged!

"What about you?" Albert asked casually, "What do you like?"

"Me? I haven't thought about it for a while. I plan to graduate from school first." Katrina was indeed a little confused, she had been chasing Isobel's back.

"Think about it first, it's still a long time before graduation."

"Maybe, after I graduate, I will also study beauty pharmacy. Catherine and Valeria have invited me, and they seem to be interested in opening a chain of beauty shops in the UK, saying it's a good thing Make money." Katrina is really interested in beauty potions, and she is actually using them now, and the effect is very good.

A beauty shop again?

Albert felt depressed and his liver hurt. He found that most of the beautiful girls he knew were dragged by those two guys to open a beauty shop.

"I remember my sister seemed to be concerned about it too," recalls Katrina.

"Not working at the Ministry of Magic?"

"I remember you didn't like the Ministry of Magic," Katrina said.

"The Ministry of Magic is going to have bad luck in a while, it's better to stay away from there," muttered Albert.

Katrina looked at Albert in amazement, feeling as though she had guessed why Albert wanted her to leave England to travel elsewhere.

“How about you?”

"Definitely not in the UK."

Albert turns his gaze to the other warriors, and Harry struggles with the plate of Hungarian beef because he already remembers what Albert said. Fleur Delacour is criticizing Roger Davis for the decor at Hogwarts, Hermione is teaching Krum to pronounce her name, and she smiles when she meets Albert's gaze .

Although English is the lingua franca of the world, many people don't actually speak it. Fleur Delacour speaks very badly, and even pops up two sentences of French from time to time. I really don't know what Roger Davis is. How to understand.

Perhaps, he didn't understand at all, just like a fool, hurriedly responding, "That's right, that's it, that's right."

Of course, Albert doubted whether Fleur could understand, and the students who could understand several languages ​​like Yanila were only a minority.

Maybe, you know your mother tongue and then you know French, because you spent years at Beauxbatons in France and you have to know French to be able to stay and study in France, but other languages?

Albert studied English for nearly ten years in his last life, but not all of it was eventually returned to his teacher. He does not deny that there are self-taught people, but there are very few such people, and wizards are not language geniuses, otherwise there would not be only a few ancient runes who were excellent.

After everyone had eaten the Christmas dinner, Dumbledore waved his wand, cleared a clearing, and then conjured up a bunch of instruments such as drums, guitars, and lutes.

Before everyone could react, a group of men with particularly thick hair, wearing black robes that were deliberately torn and ripped, rushed onto the stage.

That's right, man.

The so-called "weird sisters" are not a pair of sisters, nor are they related to sisters. This is actually a band of eight scruffy, homeless wizards.

"I really don't appreciate so-called trends."

Listening to the thunderous applause that erupted in his ears, Albert whispered.

Before Katrina could speak, she heard Fleur Delacour's slightly sarcastic voice "You have such a special taste here."

"Perhaps, you should ask the other audience members." Albert shrugged, holding Katrina's hand, and walked into the brightly lit dance floor. He put his hand on Katrina's waist, and the other One hand squeezed the other's hand and started dancing to the music.

Anyway, the four warriors had an average reaction to the "weird sisters" on stage.

"What were you talking about?"

Katrina, who does not understand French, is being led to dance by Albert and is careful not to step on Albert's feet.

"Miss Delacour is complaining about the taste of the band on stage." Albert said softly. "Take it easy and just follow my rhythm."

"I like the Weird Sisters songs, too," Katrina said, humming softly.

"Isobel once said the same." Albert asked curiously "did Isobel teach you how to dance?"

"Well, I practiced for a long time in the summer vacation, and I often stepped on her feet." Katrina found that she had never been so relaxed before. She was led by Albert to slowly circle, and there was no strangeness at all. And don't worry about not keeping up with the beat.

"Do you dance often?"

Katrina relaxed and began to enjoy the dance.

"No, I don't like dancing very much."

Albert moved lightly and danced with Katrina. The two looked at each other, and Albert saw the smile on Katrina's face, which was sweet and cute, a bit like Isobel, maybe as Katrina said, their sisters were actually very similar.

"It's not like you don't like dancing." Katrina is a little obsessed with the way it feels, and even wishes the music never stops.

"That's because I learn everything quickly," Albert said cheekily.

After the four warriors danced for a while, others also entered the dance floor, and the warriors were no longer the center of attention.

Most of the students' dancing skills are actually average, or even bad, so it's not pleasant to dance. For example, if you are always trampled by your partner, it's not a pleasant thing, especially when you are just starting to run in. when.

The slow, sad tune that the Weird Sisters just started playing was actually a break-in time for the dance partners offstage. The last trembling note was played on the organ, the band on stage stopped playing, and the auditorium played again. There was a burst of applause.

"Continue?" Albert asked. Naturally, he wouldn't use Katrina as a tool, and he would just throw people aside after one use. Look at the savior Potter over there. After the song ended, he hurriedly led his dance partner away from the dance floor, obviously not planning to continue dancing.

"This song is so good!" Katrina's eyes shone brightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Tonight, he belongs to himself, at least for now.

The rhythm of the second song is much faster than before. This time, Albert increased the speed a little bit. Katrina, who was completely relaxed, was in good shape and quickly got used to the rhythm of the song.

The girls nearby all looked at the two with envy, but those envious glances seemed unable to disturb the two who were immersed in the dance.

As long as Katrina doesn't refuse, Albert invites her to continue dancing and lets her dance to her heart's content.

I don't know how long it took to dance, Albert noticed that Katrina's breathing began to become rapid, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, and she knew that Katrina's physical strength was about to reach its limit. , with her dancing and moving to the edge of the dance floor.

"You need to rest for a while." Albert found a vacant seat and let Katrina sit down and rest. Dancing is an extremely physical activity. After several dances in a row, her stamina was almost drained. Very normal.

"I'll get you something to drink."

"No need, we've already got it for you." Lee Jordan walked towards this side with Luna, handed two butterbeers to them, and he said enviously, "You You dance so well, I bet tons of girls will come and invite you to dance."

"You didn't go to the dance?" Albert asked, taking the butter beer and staring at Lee Jordan for a while.

"Danced, danced very well, then gave up." Lee Jordan shrugged and asked, "When are you going to take Luna to dance for a while?"

"Let me rest for a while." Albert took a sip of his butterbeer and said to Luna "You don't mind waiting for me!"

"Never mind, you guys dance well," Luna said happily.

"Oh, yes, this is for you." Albert handed Katrina the handkerchief.

"Thank you." Katrina took the handkerchief Albert handed over and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Where are Fred and George?" Albert glanced at the desserts on the table, picked up a piece of chocolate cake and slowly tasted it, and handed a piece to Katrina, "Eat something to restore your strength, 80% of the time the dance doesn't end until twelve o'clock."

“Where are they?” Lee Jordan complained, pointing to Fred and Angelina who were dancing enthusiastically not far away, “That guy Fred always said he couldn’t dance, and he danced Much better than most, and George is dancing with Shanna, who doesn't seem to be looking for a partner."

"You danced better than I expected~IndoMTL.com~Yanila walked towards this side, followed by a beautiful little girl with silver hair.

"Long time no see, big brother." Gabriel waved hello to Albert.

"Long time no see, Gabrielle." Albert handed him a cake.

"Thanks, I just ate it."

"It should be my turn next!" Yanila asked, ignoring Katrina's gaze.

"Someone has already started, I'm afraid you have to wait!" After Albert finished destroying the cake, he took out a candy from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to quickly rejuvenate.

"You really fight!"

George brought Arya and Shanna towards Albert, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing and teasing.

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