Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan and Hermione crossed the empty dance floor and walked over to crowded Bill and Furong, offering their sincere blessings.

A few years ago, when Ivan had just met Furong, she was a student at Busbaton and followed Mrs. Maxim to Hogwarts for a triumph. Furong was much more mature than the other girls by then, and she was dissatisfied with the environment at Hogwarts Castle and seemed to be interested only in the best boys in the three schools.

Evan alone knew that Furong had a double-digit date, and the time was a short half semester.

Furong switched boyfriends at extremely fast speeds, but no one could spark her interest for long.

She also ‘flirted’ with Ivan and seemed to find it interesting.

Of course, because Ivan is much younger than her, Furong's attitude towards him is just ‘flirting'...

Furong was about to graduate, her main task was to find a job, but Ivan was suspicious that her main purpose was to find someone to marry. Anyway, Furong was more active in this kind of thing than imagined. After she went on vacation with Ivan to Egypt to meet Bill, they were instantly attracted.

Bill is cool and brilliant, he and Furong are exactly the same kind of people, and the most radiant kind, and their union seems natural.

If people still have concerns, then after Bill was injured, Furong's care and constant abandonment of him during this period can already explain everything.

They decided not to marry because of a momentary impulse, but because of the value of their face, they finally fell in love, hoping that they could go together to the end.

After a few minutes, the band started playing.

Bill and Furong first step onto the dance floor to win a warm compliment.

After a while, Mr. Weasley led Mrs. Delacour to the dance floor, followed by Mrs. Weasley and Furong's father.

“I love this song.” Hermione said, gently and in tune.

“Can I invite you to a dance?” Ivan immediately invited.

“Of course!” Hermione said happily, gliding lightly down the dance floor following Ivan's footsteps, "Do you remember how to dance, Ivan? I kind of forgot, haven't skipped in years. Well, let me think, we practiced every night for the Christmas ball, and I remember that...”

“Follow the feeling, Hermione!” Ivan said, "Don't be so professional. Bill and Furong are the main characters today. Do you want us to be the focus? ”

Ivan and Hermione were the focus of the competition's Christmas ball of the year.

Warriors dance, but no pair is better than Ivan and Hermione, and the whole Hogwarts was on their stage that night.

Years later, there was the dance that Ivan Hermione danced at the Christmas ball and prom that year.

“You're right, the wedding belongs to the bride and groom, let's not be too high-profile.” Hermione said with a smile that her body swayed slowly with Ivan.

The dance steps of the two may not be elegant, but the body and mind are gradually merging under the influence of tunes, each feeling relaxed without stress. Without paying attention to the good and the bad, or worrying about the disturbing things, Ivan and Hermione are both focused on enjoying the sweet, peaceful and happy moments that belong to each other.

It's been a long time since Voldemort returned.

As the music progresses, there are more and more people on stage.

After a while, Luna appeared next to Ivan and Hermione, who rotated alone, closed her eyes, put her arms around her and intoxicated herself.

She was dancing alone, her arms dancing around her head, like trying to get rid of a mosquito.

No, it should be getting rid of a nuisance...

Ivan and Hermione left the stage after skipping a song.

Today's atmosphere is nice, but it's not a time to have a blast, Ivan is worried about what happened at the Ministry of Magic, and they'd better stay with Harry now.

At this point, the atmosphere of carnival in the tent is getting stronger and more uncontrolled.

A bottle of champagne floating in the air in the crowd, and that huge wedding cake, with two phoenix models on top, all open and they fly.

People laughed with alcohol, Ivan didn't see Harry, Ron, but Ginny danced with Fred and George's friend Lee Jordan in the center of the stage, and Fred and George, who had just left the tent with their cousin Fred and Ron, wouldn't do anything good.

On the other hand, Charlie, Hagrid and a short, fat wizard in a purple pie hat sang "Hero Ordo" on the corner of the wall.

When they returned to the table, only Elaine sat there alone, with an oversized glass full of dragon blood in front of her.

As if the kitten was drinking milk, she licked the dragon's blood in the cup with her head down, saw Ivan and Hermione come over, Elaine wiped the blood stain on the corner of her mouth with a new cannon sleeve, and rubbed the dragon's blood on her dress carelessly.

If Aunt Muriel sees this, she'll faint.

“Elaine, where's Harry and Ron? ”

“Ron went to find the girl, and she said that one of Furong's relatives was beautiful, and Harry was there.” Elaine pointed to the corner of the tent and revealed two tiger teeth, "he just discussed here with that shady hater the Greendward logo and why the international planet didn't have a girlfriend, the guy seemed to like Hermione, he pointed at you both for half a day, and then he wanted to invite me to dance, and that look was like I'd be interested in him. Well, why would I be interested in him? Is the blood of an internationally renowned planet tasty? It doesn't look appetizing, I still prefer dragon blood..."

Well, Elaine said the nasty guy was supposed to be Krum.

It is no surprise that he identifies the mark of the Death Holy Ghost as the sign of Greendward, who was insanely obsessed with these three supermagical objects.

The ultimate goal of every great dark wizard seems to be to conquer death, albeit in a different way.

Greendward had intended to accomplish this feat with the power of the Sacred Devil of Death, and Voldemort had gone farther on the path of conquering death than any other predecessor witch, and now he intended to do so with the power of the Evil God, far surpassing Greendward.

Ivan looked into the corner of Elaine's finger and saw Harry talking to an old wizard.

He had dandelion hair and a Turkish hat on top of his head that had been decayed by insects.

Ivan thought he was a little familiar, thought hard, and remembered that this was Effias Dodge, a member of the Phoenix Society, the author of Dumbledore's obituary.