Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Everyone filed in, walking along the hallway into the auditorium.

Due to the Christmas ball, the place was well arranged, and you can see the sky full of stars when you look up. There are hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and garlands of ivy hanging on the ceiling, and the flags of the three major schools. Swaying in the air in the wind, the walls were covered with shiny silver frost.

More than a dozen Christmas trees are scattered in the auditorium. The colored lights above are matched with candles to illuminate the dim interior. The long tables of the four colleges have disappeared without a trace. Instead, lanterns are lit. table.

"Ivan, Harry, come to the main guest bench!" Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on the faculty bench, hurriedly greeted when they saw the two come in.

Ivan nodded and took Hermione onto the big red carpet.

For a time, the two became the focus of the entire auditorium, and everyone's eyes were on them.

Ivan is the warrior who defeated the fire dragon. He has a very high reputation. There are countless admirers. Hermione beside him is also astonishing to the extreme, making countless people feel embarrassed. Only Fleur, who is a mixed-blood veel, is the only one in the entire venue that can match her. compared to.

In the eyes of countless envy and jealousy, Ivan stepped onto the guest seat and sat in the exclusive position of the warriors. Hermione was not stage fright at all, just tightly holding Ivan's arm.

They arrived early, and the seats on the main guest table were not full.

Ivan nodded and greeted with Moody and Bagman who had arrived first, and after a while, Fleur and Krum also came up with their dancing partners.

"Hi, Ivan!" Furong greeted Yifan enthusiastically. She also dressed up carefully, showing her charm to the fullest, and boys were peeking at her from time to time.

And Fleur’s dancing partner is Roger Davis, a senior boy from Ravenclaw. Ivan has seen him on the Quidditch court. He is tall and strong.

Only now it seems that he was fascinated by Furong. Seeing Furong talking with Ivan, his face became angry, but when he thought of Ivan's performance on the field, the whole person was persuaded again.

Ivan was uninterested in Fleur, and was about to deal with it casually, Hermione next to him said first.

"Hello, Miss Delacour!"

Hermione stared at Fleur tit-for-tat, and there was a strong alienation and hostility in her words.

Ivan closed his mouth immediately, not speaking.

"Hello, Granger." Fleur chuckled a few times, then turned and sat down in the exclusive position of the Boothbarton Warriors. Roger Davis also hurriedly followed up. Compared to his dancing partner, he moved more Like a little follower.

Krum sat down in his seat without saying a word. Next to him was a senior Slytherin girl who was pretty long, and she talked to him from time to time.

But Krum didn't mean to respond, he appeared absent-minded, and his eyes looked at Hermione from time to time, with a faintly surprised expression.When he invited Hermione to the ball before, he didn't expect the other party to be so amazing.

Of course Ivan also noticed Krum's gaze and was very dissatisfied, but it was not easy to do anything in public.

The most important thing is that Ivan recalled that the content of the second match of the Triwizard Tournament was to save the hostages, and Hermione was very likely to be placed at the bottom of the lake as her favorite treasure waiting for rescue.

But what if Krum reaches the area to save the hostages first?Will he throw away the person he should save and insist on taking Hermione away?

Although this possibility is very low, it has to be guarded.

And how to ensure the safety of Hermione at the bottom of the lake is also a problem.

It seems that for the second game, I also need to plan carefully...

"Leave him alone, Ivan! Now it's the dance party..." Hermione took Raivan's arm and said with relief. She noticed that Ivan looked at Krum's gaze slightly, and was very worried that Ivan was there. Hands on at the venue.

"Okay, then I won't look at him anymore. How about you?" Ivan turned his head jokingly, turned his gaze on Hermione, and looked at the delicate face of the girl.

"You can watch it if you like!" Hermione blushed and deliberately turned her head away from him. Instead, she tapped the plate in front of her with her magic wand, calling out some desserts, and fiddled with her knife and fork. stand up.

Ivan continued to stare motionless, and Hermione became a little restless, the blush on her face gradually spread to her neck, becoming more and more attractive under the candlelight.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Hermione finally couldn't help turning her head back, staring at him.

Ivan knew that the little witch would be really angry if he continued like this, so he restrained a little, but he still had to ask for the dessert on Hermione's plate.

Hermione was a little unhappy at first, but couldn't bear Ivan's continued staring, so she cut off a plate of dessert and stuffed it into Ivan's mouth while not many people were looking here.

"Can't you eat it yourself?" Hermione said angrily.

"What's the point of that?" Ivan chewed the dessert in his mouth and said vaguely. He always felt that the meal Hermione sent over seemed to be a little sweeter than before, so he looked at Hermione again.

"Don't think about it!" The little witch shook her head resolutely, as many people had seen it just now.

Seeing that Hermione was too shy, Ivan had no choice but to wave his wand on his own, calling out some meals, and enjoying it.

At the same time, Ivan's eyes swept across the auditorium, and there were witches and witches talking and laughing.

Harry and Ginny were sitting in the seats not far away. Without the interruption from Ron and others, their expressions became much more natural.

The professors in the main guest seat put down their former seriousness, wearing exquisite and luxurious robes and talking and laughing freely. Only Snape still looks like a bitter hatred, which is incompatible with the eager atmosphere of the entire auditorium.

The big Hagrid seemed to be radiating his second spring. He was happy to say something to Maxim. The large robes looked very tight when worn on his body, and people couldn't help but worry about whether the button on the collar would suddenly collapse. Drop.

The whole dinner lasted for nearly half an hour, and when it was eight o'clock in the evening, Dumbledore slowly stood up, cleared his throat, and said.

"Well, guys, I think everyone is already full and full, right?"

Dumbledore looked around the entire auditorium, and seeing that there was no objection, he removed the plates and food scraps from the table, and then motioned everyone to stand up.

"Then let's start today's ball!" Dumbledore's loud voice recalled in the auditorium, holding his wand high in his left hand and waving it lightly.

All the tables and chairs in the auditorium seemed to have received some guidance, and they automatically flew to the wall and piled together, leaving a large area in the middle.Then a towering stage rises from the ground out of thin air, with all kinds of exquisite music...

(PS: It is still three shifts today.)