Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 419 Bloody Christmas

The oak door was fully opened, and thunderous applause and cheers spurted out from the open door.

The original auditorium has completely changed its appearance.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, hung with hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy.

The four college tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns, each table could seat about ten people.

The original quaint Hogwarts auditorium is like the ice palace in Frozen under such decoration. Just like outside, there is fine light snow falling on the magic ceiling. The whole auditorium is beautiful and like a fairyland.

A long and exquisite red carpet extended from the door to the inside of the auditorium, where there was a huge stage with a crystal smooth ground, as if a whole piece of ice had been dug out completely.

Dumbledore stood there with several other headmasters and officials from the Ministry of Magic, smiling and clapping lightly.

The Magic Projection Company's camera was focused on Zhang Xiao and Ms. Gloves, wanting to poke the camera directly into their faces.

"Merlin—what dress is this? Who is that beautiful lady?

Damn it, why don’t I have any information? "

A chubby man in a tuxedo was moving around anxiously. He kept instructing the person in charge of filming. The camera lingered on the face of the lady wearing Zhang Xiao's robe and gloves.

The same goes for the audience. They put down the snacks in their hands and looked at the picture on the projection with fascination. Even though they were separated by another layer of pictures, they were still impressed by this beautiful picture.

Some of the more sensitive people have realized that tonight's dance will definitely affect the trend of dresses in the next period of time.

Rich wizards who are not short of money have already begun to write letters to the robe customization shops they often go to, asking whose products the clothes on these two people are.

"What a grand opening." Ms. Gloves sighed softly, with that soft smile still on her face:

"The dances we had back then were not like this. They were far less lively than they are now."

Little wizards dressed in various costumes lined up on both sides of the red carpet. They clapped, whistled and cheered.

The same questions and admirations are also circulating among the little wizards. Just as Malfoy said, the little witches will go crazy for Zhang Xiao's robe.

The wizards also looked at the Glove Lady intently, and there were endless questions about who she was.

Under everyone's gaze, the two came to the center of the stage step by step.

The lights in the entire auditorium suddenly dimmed, leaving only a soft beam of light shining down from above, and then soft music started playing.

The music started and they started dancing.

Zhang Xiao's left hand gently rested on the lady's waist, and his right hand held the lady's left hand. Their bodies swayed gently to the rhythm of the music.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, as if clouds were walking in the night sky. The lady just made a slight move, which made Zhang Xiao's heart tremble.

This is a master! I seem to be a little behind the pace of my surprise training waltz!

How does this work?

Who doesn’t know that Chinese men need to be strong throughout their lives? Zhang Xiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the realm of emptiness and clarity!

Everything around him seemed to slow down, and his body control reached its peak.

The left foot gently slides forward, and the right foot follows suit and gently rotates. The body remains straight and leans forward slightly. The movement suddenly becomes smooth and powerful.

The lady laughed softly, and her movements became lighter and more graceful.

She moved lightly with Zhang Xiao's steps, sometimes following and sometimes guiding.

Her body is as soft as a willow branch, swaying with the ups and downs of the music, and her skirt flutters as she rotates, like a blooming flower blooming in the night sky.

The little wizards looked at the two people on the dance floor who looked like two elegant swans gliding on the lake with fascination. There was silence in the huge auditorium. They held their breath, fearing that the sound they made would disturb the two people on the dance floor. .

Their dance steps are sometimes close and sometimes distant, but they always maintain perfect coordination.

Every rotation of Zhang Xiao, the lady can follow easily. Their bodies are intertwined in the rotation, like two graceful curves dancing in the air.

Their movements are both powerful and elegant, and every turn and every step is full of charm and charm.

The lights shone brightly on the two of them, as if they were really shining, and the snowflakes were attracted by their movements and surrounded them.

It has become the most beautiful landscape painting.

The audience in front of the projection was attracted by this scene. On this joyful Christmas day, when families are all getting together, many people couldn't help but follow the music in the projection, pull up their wives, and dance in the same way. The song may not be beautiful, but the burst of emotion is extremely sincere.

When the song ended and the two held hands and bowed gracefully to thank them, the excitement and emotions accumulated in the hearts of the little wizards finally burst out at this moment.

They waved their hands and shouted loudly for one more song, but Zhang Xiao still had the energy to play one more song. He was holding on while standing there.

It's more tiring to dance to a song in the Kongming Realm than to fight!

At this moment, the dance music changed, a few more beams of light appeared on the stage, and the Hogwarts team filed in.

Malfoy led Hermione to the front. The boy suppressed a smile, but the raised corners of his mouth were even harder to suppress than AK's.

Beside him, Hermione also had a smile on her face and was slightly nervous.

She looked nothing like Hermione, and she had done something to her hair so that it was no longer matted but smooth and shiny, pulled back into an elegant bun.

Wearing a robe made of flowing light purple-blue fabric, and somehow her aura was different - maybe just because she had removed the more than twenty thick books she usually carried on her body Bar.

The warriors entered directly from a separate passage, and as soon as they appeared on the stage, they once again shocked the little wizards.

"Who is that pretty girl next to Malfoy?"

"I don't know, but it looks a bit like Granger?"

"Granger? Impossible, how could she be Granger?"

"That's Granger. Have you forgotten the civil war that broke out in Slytherin some time ago? Who did Malfoy fight for?"

"Oh my God, I suddenly understand Malfoy a little bit. Granger is so beautiful?"

Not only that, behind Malfoy is Cedric holding Qiu Zhang. The boy is tall and handsome, while the girl is shy and cute.

Their combination elicited cheers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Neville held Luna's hand. This 'crazy girl' was dressed equally stunningly today. She originally planned to use her own butterbeer plug and other decorations.

Those girls stopped her, made suggestions and made many suggestions, so the 'crazy girl' became a fairy girl when she finally appeared.

Her unique temperament blended perfectly with Neville's.

Astoria next to Harry is equally dazzling. Perhaps the most shocking thing is Ron. The French beauty next to him is taller than him, a full head taller.

But she looked at Ron passionately, as if it were some rare treasure.

Dumbledore, who was standing aside, clapped his hands gently and looked at the little wizards in front of him with a smile. He waved, and the dance music started playing melodiously again. The real dance begins.

Light rain fell in the sky. The rainwater gathered under the brim of the hood and dripped under the influence of gravity.

Dudley held the loaded holy silver crossbow in his hand, followed a few people dressed the same as him, and stared silently at a three-story independent house with lights on not far away.

This is the target tonight, and according to Edward, there is an evil wizard hiding inside.

A man wearing a white priest's robe took off his hood, slowly walked to the front of the house holding a book of scriptures, opened the book, and read something in a low voice.

Finally, he raised a cross and thrust it into the ground. A white glow flashed at a very fast speed. The rain around him seemed to have stopped, but only for a short moment.

Edward's cold voice sounded in his ears:

"According to the plan, two people broke in, one blocked the back door, and the rest entered from the third floor!"

Dudley's heart began to beat loudly. He jumped out of the grass lightly and silently ran towards the house, seemingly unaware of anything.

His companions moved faster. This group of demon hunters who had drunk the holy medicine reached the predetermined location in just a few seconds with speed and flexibility far beyond that of humans.

The hunt has begun.

Malfoy, Harry Ron and the others clumsily held the hands of their dance partners as they had practiced in the Room of Requirement, and danced slowly to the music, with beams of light hitting them.

The girls' faces were so profound and charming, and a different kind of happiness suddenly surged in their hearts.

The dance steps also became cheerful in this mood.

"Oh!"

Dudley kicked the door. Under the huge force, the thin wooden door was like a cannonball being fired. The loose leaves twisted and deformed with a harsh sound, and flew out directly.

Another person next to him rushed in directly, and there was the sound of breaking glass above his head.

"Who are you?"

Dudley heard the frightened shouts coming from inside the house, but he paid no attention to anything and just followed his companions and charged inside.

The dance music gradually became cheerful. Malfoy held Hermione's slender waist, pushed it upwards, and then turned gracefully in a semicircle with his toes.

The same was true for several other people. The girls' skirts were flying, and it was like several gorgeous flowers blooming on the crystal-like dance floor.

The little wizards watched mesmerizedly, and they swayed their bodies slightly to the music.

I just hope this dance can last forever.

"Zheng!"

The bow string of the holy silver crossbow vibrated, making a harsh sound, and the crossbow arrow cut through the air with a sharp buzz and sank into the body.

The man in the room looked at his wife lying in a pool of blood with eyes wide open. He raised his wand and chanted a spell loudly, and a dazzling spell spewed out from the tip of the wand.

The companion raised his wrist silently, and with the crisp sound of the amplifier popping up, a small shining silver shield popped out, just like Dudley himself had done countless times during training.

With just one click, the magic bullet flew to the side.

"You go upstairs and leave it to me here!"

His companion said calmly, Dudley nodded and continued to climb the stairs.

The atmosphere became more and more lively, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the little wizards, shining with crystal colors under the light.

The dance music has reached the most intense part. They are no longer spinning slowly in circles, their movements are full of power, and they are pouring all their enthusiasm into the movement.

The girls also responded to the boys with graceful dances. They tried their best to show off their graceful figures, with flying skirts and beautiful looks.

Dudley raised the Holy Silver Crossbow that had not yet been launched. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His heart was beating loudly as he participated in actual combat for the first time. He glanced at each room.

There are not many rooms upstairs and they are basically empty.

His companion moved faster, and when he reached the last room, he found that in addition to a hooded man, his mentor Edward and the man wearing a white priest's uniform were also there.

In front of them was a crib and a frightened little boy about five or six years old.

"As usual, let's purify the older ones. The younger ones haven't been contaminated with too many sins yet, so they can be taken back."

Purify? What is purification?

The hooded demon hunter raised the holy silver crossbow without hesitation and pointed it at the little boy.

"But he's just a child -" Before Dudley could finish his words, he saw the boy's thin body being lifted up and nailed to the ground under the huge power of the Holy Silver Crossbow.

The boy's cry stopped suddenly, and blood flowed from under his body. Dudley watched blankly as the man in white clergyman's clothes picked up the child who didn't know anything in the crib.

I just felt a huge absurdity welling up in my heart.

"No, he is not a child. Even if he is a child, he is still the child of a devil. Even though they look like humans, they are just devils in human skin.

My child, your faith is very un-"

"Okay, he is my disciple, Osis." Edward waved his hand impatiently: "You don't need to teach me, the task is completed, hurry up and leave."

He winked at Dudley, who suppressed his inner discomfort and confusion and slowly went downstairs.

When they arrived in the living room, their companions had finished the battle. The man who raised his wand and resisted bravely was lying on the ground, his eyes had lost their look and he was no longer breathing.

The woman wore a crown of thorns on her head, hugged her injured arm and lay on the man's body, crying bitterly.

Dudley looked at all of this blankly, the originally warm family and ordinary life. He didn't see any signs of demons in them. They lived like ordinary people.

Snacks, wine and drinks were scattered on the ground, and there were half-packed Christmas gifts in the corner of the living room.

"Hey, these demons can still watch TV shows?" A hooded companion came forward and fiddled with it curiously. The sound of something similar to a projection in the living room suddenly became louder.

Dudley was attracted by the sound and turned to look.

On the gorgeous stage, several young couples had finished dancing and were pulling their partners to bow down.

His eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at the figures in the projection with concentration. One of them was his cousin.

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Unfortunately, I also fell into the trap and had a fever of 39.2. I almost didn’t write this chapter. This chapter was a bit confusing and messy, like a high fever that wouldn’t go away.

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