days at Hogwarts

Chapter 474 The banquet begins

Heavy snow fell from the eaves and windows, falling on the gray bricks and stone walls.

Beauxbatons' light blue carriage is parked on the field, looking like a big pumpkin covered in frost in winter. The small gingerbread house sprinkled with frosting next to it is Hagrid's hut; Ilvermorny's school bus It was covered by heavy snow and piled up into a white hill; a layer of ice formed on the sides of Durmstrang's ship, becoming smooth and translucent, and the sail ropes were also stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

Amidst the singing of Christmas carols, the sky gradually darkened, and the castle lit up with warm goose-yellow lights.

Loren, Harry, Ron, Neville and Seamus changed into their formal robes in the dormitory upstairs and went downstairs a little uneasily.

Fortunately, no one would pay attention to them. The common room looked strange. The people inside were no longer wearing uniform black robes, but instead wore colorful dresses.

Harry spotted Ginny in the crowd at a glance. She was wearing an elegant velvet satin dress with a blue skirt and her upper body was decorated with velvet decorations like plum frosting. She stood there and was the focus of everyone.

The two of them met their eyes, and blushes appeared on their faces. They looked away unconsciously, and then looked back reluctantly.

Loren was amused by the pulling action.

Others quickly found their dance partners and rushed to greet them.

A figure slowly walked down the wooden steps. The girl's hair was no longer messy, but became smooth and shiny. It was pulled into an elegant bun on the back of her head. The candlelight fell from the dome, reflecting the slender curled eyelashes and her eyes. Clear and translucent.

The little wizards slowly left in twos and threes, and the common room gradually became deserted. George and Fred, who were the last to leave, winked at him mischievously, and Loren waved his hand to say goodbye to them.

"See you later."

Loren took a small step forward and took a closer look: "Hey, the front teeth are small, I almost didn't recognize it."

"I prefer the purple-red ombre set."

The man smiled at her, and Hermione couldn't help but smile too, her lips pressed into a tight line and curved toward her cheeks.

Loren smiled and nodded: "Then you go down first."

Loren stood up straight from the sofa, straightened his tie, turned around and looked up at the stairs above.

"see you later……"

"How about it? Doesn't the dress look good?" Loren grinned, took her hand and walked out.

"You too, Parvati, you look beautiful tonight." Seamus stood beside her with an unnatural smile on his face.

Lavender stood next to Ron, her hands tightly twisted together. Let alone her hair, if she had received two dresses like that, she would have had to pester Professor McGonagall to use the human body to transform her entire face.

Just as the portrait hole was slowly closing, the sound of clattering footsteps could be heard on the wooden stairs.

Hermione's smile faded, and she reached out and punched him.

When the girl saw the man, her footsteps stopped. The two looked at each other, each other's figures shining in each other's eyes.

"Thank you." Parvati looked at Loren, "You may have to wait a little longer, Loren. Hermione is always dissatisfied with her hair..."

"Merry Christmas, handsome boys." Parvati greeted with a smile. She was wearing a pink robe and her black hair was braided with gold wire.

"Hehe, I know. I told you on your birthday that one thing looks good to you and the other thing looks good to me."

One set is to please you and the other set is to please me.

Hermione recalled what he said and couldn't help but punch him again. At the entrance to the portrait hole, the Fat Lady and Violet downstairs were sitting in the photo frame together. Both of them were dizzy and drunk. There were several empty boxes of wine-filled chocolates thrown at the bottom of the portrait.

……

The castle gate was turned into a cave, and hundreds of fairies were sitting in the magic rose bushes, flapping their wings and shining with crystal light.

Professor McGonagall stood in front of the door, wearing a red woolen robe with an ugly garland of thistles on the brim.

She looked up and saw the hands on the wall clock reaching eight o'clock, and shouted in a deep voice: "Please come here, warriors!"

Harry and Ginny stepped forward in spite of the many stares. Both of them were a little nervous, and the arms linked together were stiffer than stone statues.

Fleur Delacour looked stunning in a silver-grey satin gown. Her dance partner Roger Davis looked dazed, as if he couldn't believe that he was so lucky to be Fleur's dance partner.

Pickley Graves was wearing a dark green satin high-collar dress, and beside him was the witch named Bute;
Cedric and Cho Chang stood side by side, with gentle and polite smiles and elegant manners;

In comparison, the burly Klum looked too big, not to mention his stern face, which made him even more unsightly. His dance partner was a sturdy girl from Durmstrang, smiling widely without caring about the jealous eyes of her fans.

Loren and Hermione finally arrived before the ball started. While everyone was watching the warriors enter, they quietly stood in the Gryffindor line.

The two of them thought that their movements were light and swift and would not be noticed by anyone, but the little wizards around them turned sideways.

How could one not see such a shining pair of beautiful women?

What kind of skirt is that?

The dress is made of dozens of meters of gold organza and is soft in texture. The circular skirt is cut to create pleats like petals. The pattern of golden leaves is dotted with crystals, and a bright fairy light floats on the dress.

The candlelight on the wall and the starlight on the dome reflected on the girl, making her whole body sparkle.

"Oh, Hermione!" Parvati squeezed Seamus' arm tightly and lowered her excited voice, "You should really stand in front, you are even more beautiful than Miss Delacour!"

Her Ravenclaw twin sister, Padma, nodded fiercely and couldn't help but look at the boy next to her.

The mid-length pure black tuxedo is slightly open, revealing a white peak-collared shirt, a bow tie, and a black satin vest...

Hermione has such a good eye, she discovered Loren Morgan in her first year.

"Thank you."

Hermione couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth, and her clear eyes were filled with water.

Loren glanced at her extremely bright smile, and a bright smile appeared on his own face.

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 long house tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns on them.

After entering and taking a seat, there was no food on the shiny golden plate, and a small menu was placed in front of everyone.

The guests from other schools were a little unsure, but soon everyone understood - Dumbledore ordered a fried pork chop on the dinner plate.

Then the rich food appeared with a cry, and the aroma of stew and mushroom soup began to spread.

(End of this chapter)