In front of the gate, Igor Kakarov couldn''t help tidying up his fur hat.


    Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door in.


    Candlelight covers the sun and is resplendent!


    There are four long tables in the dining room. On the table are glittering gold plates and crystal goblets. The table is full of people.


    Countless candles hung in the sky, reflecting the endless starry sky.


    This is the inside story of Hogwarts!


    "Igor, I''m glad you can come to the ball."


    Dumbledore caught a glimpse of kakarov not far from the door and greeted him warmly.


    Kakarov also squeezed out a reluctant smile and said.


    "Headmaster Dumbledore, your school really opened my eyes."


    "Ha ha."


    Dumbledore smiled and his beard trembled.


    The red and green robes make him like a walking Christmas tree.


    "Headmaster kakarov."


    Just then, Mrs. maxim, the principal of another magic school, came with a long skirt.


    "Good evening, madam."


    Kakarov nodded in response.


    The invited reporters around met and suggested.


    "Principals and their warriors stand together and take a picture. Ah, where are those" Warriors "? Get the protagonists tonight. "


    "Well... That''s a good proposal."


    Dumbledore touched his beard and shouted to the crowd behind him without any scruples.


    "Klein, Klein, where are you? Come and take pictures."


    Kakarov and maxim met. It was not very interesting to do so. They just asked familiar students to find Furong and Krum.


    A few minutes later, Klein came, and the media reporters couldn''t help brightening their eyes.


    What a handsome boy!


    Satin white shirt and black smooth coat perfectly set off his tall and straight figure.


    Not traditional clothing, but not solemn, but with a youthful high spirited temperament.


    Anyway, compared with Krum''s dark red traditional wizard suit, Klein''s suit is obviously more favored by the media - he has the most shots.


    "Wow!"


    Seeing her partner so handsome, Hibiscus in a streamer blue dress couldn''t help exclaiming.


    Her hair was carefully pulled up, her face was not powdered, and she was as beautiful as a fairy from a fairy tale.


    "Come on, children, let''s take a picture before the dance."


    Dumbledore was very happy and asked the three to come forward.


    Klein stood side by side with Dumbledore like a baby.


    Um


    It is worthy of being a famous fashion talent in the magic world. At least in Klein''s heart, Dumbledore''s red and green robe completely beat his expensive uniform in attention.


    "Three two one, all right, very good."


    After taking good photos, the reporters put away their cameras with satisfaction.


    The principals and "Warriors" of the three schools completed their appearances, pushing the atmosphere of the dance to a small climax.


    At eight o''clock in the evening, with Dumbledore''s announcement, the ball officially began.


    The lights suddenly dimmed.


    At this time, an embarrassing scene appeared.


    Three warriors on the field, Klein and hibiscus directly "hook up" together, leaving Krum standing foolishly, looking a little at a loss.


    Fortunately, he was not embarrassed for too long.


    His partner ran to the middle of the hall with a red face and stood opposite him - it was a busbarton girl.


    "I heard Krum wanted to invite our Hermione again, but Hermione ignored him."


    Krum''s expression was stiff when some gossip disappeared.


    "Let''s start ~"


    As if unaware of Krum''s abnormality, Dumbledore waved his magic wand and let the special "strange sisters" group begin to play.


    When the music sounded, all eyes in the hall focused on the two pairs of dancers.


    Klein clearly felt that the hibiscus opposite him was trembling slightly.


    "Nothing."


    Involuntarily added some strength to his hand. Klein smiled and began the warm-up performance with hibiscus.


    To tell you the truth, his dancing skills are not good, but his victory lies in fluency - no way, baimeng is the devil in charge of art, and the appreciation of casual dancing is even better than that of some professional dancers.


    Men are handsome and women are beautiful.


    The spotlight was all on them.


    As for Krum and the unknown busbarton girl, they are completely reduced to foil.


    The music is more and more melodious, and their dance is more and more relaxed.


    When the song ended, countless applause broke out.


    Of course, how many of them are sincere is another matter.


    "Thank you."


    Because of the physical activity, Furong''s face was a little red.


    She whispered her thanks in Klein, but greeted her with a clean smile without any impurities.


    "It''s my pleasure."


    Polite, but with a trace of alienation.


    Klein naturally released Furong''s hand and blinked easily.


    "Our task is done."


    "Yes."


    The task is completed, but there is no feeling of relief. Instead, there is a faint reluctance to give up.


    Hibiscus looked at the others who poured onto the dance floor and whispered.


    "I think we can dance again later..."


    "Hey, Klein, are you free now?"


    Before she finished, she was mercilessly interrupted by a slightly cold voice.


    "Of course, pansy, what''s up?"


    Klein did not expect that pansy, who had a partner, would leave his partner to find himself.


    "Dance."


    With a ribbon tied to his head, pansy grabbed Klein''s hand and brought him back to the dance floor without waiting for Klein''s answer or looking at Fleur''s ugly expression.


    “？？？”


    Klein was puzzled, but he still resisted the impulse to read his heart and honestly danced a second dance with pansy.


    A dance is over.


    Klein''s head was also slightly sweating.


    Pansy, who was far more "wild" than usual, looked satisfied and reluctantly released Klein''s hand.


    "It''s hard. Go on with what we just said. I can..."


    Seeing Klein exit, Furong, who had been waiting for a long time, finally found an opportunity to come forward.


    But unfortunately, she still couldn''t say the whole thing this time.


    "Next is me."


    While waiting for the opportunity, the eldest lady of the Greengrass family dragged Klein away, as if the lotus with her mouth open was a transparent person.


    Draco, who secretly ate melons in the distance, couldn''t help mourning for the busbarton girl for a second.


    A person to a planned and disciplined organization


    Well, it''s over.


    "Well."


    Hermione looked at everything in front of her and silently squeezed the card with "7" in her hand.


    Originally, she should be a strong competitor for the "heroine", but her luck was so bad that she ranked seventh.


    "Hello, this beautiful lady, can you please dance?"


    Just as Hermione was waiting in line, an invitation came to her ear. She waved her hand without even looking.


    "Go find someone else. I''m not free now!"