days at Hogwarts

Chapter 475 Miss Granger strikes hard

At the guest of honor, the professors had their own thoughts. Hagrid, who was wearing a brown suit, waved, and Ms. Maxim returned the favor, with the opal jewelry on her hand sparkling; Crouch and Moody enjoyed the dinner quietly, and Karkaroff expressed his emotions. Looking at Snape with confusion...

"Durmstrang also has a castle with four floors. It can only be lit by magic..."

"At Beauxbatons Castle, we will be filled with ice sculptures at Christmas, which will not melt and shine like diamonds..."

"The castle of Ilvermorny is on a high mountain. It is always shrouded in thick fog. There are four statues standing at the door..."

"No one can claim to know all the secrets of Hogwarts, except for the teasing staircase, the secret room discovered by chance, and it is said that there is a luxurious toilet hidden in the castle..."

The dance partners from different schools were talking about similar topics. The starry sky on the dome of the auditorium might contain some kind of strange ancient magic. Otherwise, Loren couldn't figure out why these people would have the desire to compare at this time.

"Come on, open your mouth!"

Loren brought a slice of Hungarian goulash to his partner's mouth, and watched the girl open her mouth and swallow, feeling immense satisfaction and pleasure.

Hermione chewed with bulging cheeks, still not used to her new teeth.

Hermione pursed her lips together, and there was a hint of helplessness in her bright eyes: "If you eat any more, the waistband of your skirt will fall apart."

"..."

The five warriors and their partners stood up and walked onto the dance floor.

"One more piece, open your mouth."

The band is indeed the famous Weird Sisters.

"and this……"

Except for Krum, whose limbs become stiff when on the ground, the other warriors and dance partners performed well. The swaying figure of Fleur attracted people's attention.

There were very few students who concentrated on the meal like him. The dinner dishes were sumptuous, but the little wizards were thinking about more important things. They just hurriedly filled their stomachs and stopped eating, looking expectantly at the guest of honor seat.

"let's start!"

Loren watched with interest. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this rock and roll outfit was full of Muggle flavor and looked familiar.

The lanterns on the surrounding tables were quietly extinguished, leaving only the brightly lit dance floor.

They were extremely hairy and wore black robes that were deliberately torn and torn. It is said that it has become a popular radio broadcast among wizards and has even toured the Muggle community.

"Try this too..."

Loren was a little disappointed and shoveled the remaining food onto his plate.

Dumbledore stood up, cleared his throat, and said excitedly: "I know everyone can't wait. As the book says, the point of the ball is-"

Soothing and calm opening dance music sounded.

"OK then."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle.

George and Fred took the lead in shouting, "Dance!"

When Harry stood up, he stepped on his robes and almost tripped. Fortunately, his dancing steps were not bad. Under Ginny's guidance, he gradually relaxed and spun around freely on the dance floor.

A stage rose near the base of the wall, with a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello and several organs.

Before the dance was over, the professors entered the dance floor first, and the warriors were no longer the center of everyone's attention.

Dumbledore was circling under the hands of Ms. Maxim, while Hagrid sat in the guest seat and watched helplessly, annoyed that he hesitated for a few seconds before Maxim was invited by the principal first.

The professors confidently showed off various strange dance steps. Professor Flitwick circled around Professor Sprout's skirt like a dwarf. Ludo Bagman and Professor McGonagall swayed on the dance floor in a waltz. Astronomy Xin Professor Nista nervously avoids Moody's wooden prosthetic leg...

Seeing the professors dancing freely, the little wizards' inner embarrassment quickly dissipated, and they all invited their partners to step onto the dance floor. Neville's stiff body movements made Hannah giggle. Ron couldn't keep up with Lavender's rhythm. Seamus and Dean were switched back and forth between the Patil sisters. Draco hugged A Stolia was infected by the girl's bright smile.

The unstructured movements accelerated with the cheerful rhythm, the skirts and corners of clothes danced freely, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax.

Loren bowed slightly, put one hand behind his back and held out the other. There was unspeakable joy hidden in his gentle voice:

"Can I ask you to dance, Miss Granger?"

"I'm very happy." Sitting in the dark seat, the girl's eyes were shining.

Entering the dance floor, the lights gradually brightened, shining on the girl. The gold embroidered patterns under the fabric danced with light. Loren looked at Hermione with soft eyes. The lovely girl in front of him had her head and neck relaxed, and there was water in her bright eyes. Light flows.

Place your palms on the wicker-like waist and feel the gentle ups and downs of your breath, and the light fragrance overflows.

The musician changed another song, the rhythm was slow, so the dance floor seemed to be getting quieter.

The sound of the drum kit disappeared, the guitar and lute gradually faded away, and the sounds of the violin and organ gradually drifted away.

Spin, swing, step...

Hermione felt as if only each other was left in the world.

She moved closer to the embrace, took a breath, and said in a soft and delicate voice: "When I asked you about the dress last week, you read me Pushkin's poem, If life deceives you..."

"I said it casually, just to fool you." Loren whispered in her ear.

Hermione couldn't help but snorted softly, her hot breath falling into her cochlea, causing her whole body to tremble slightly, and she almost collapsed into that embrace.

"I also remembered a poem..." Hermione paused, "Fooling you."

"Read it."

"Desperate sadness troubles me
"The noisy toil of the world makes me restless
"You appeared before my eyes gracefully

"I remember that wonderful moment

"Like a fleeting phantom
"Like a holy and beautiful angel
"That gentle voice always lingers in my ears
"That pretty face always soothes my dreams
"..."

As the music came to an end, the rhythm became more soothing and melodious, leaving only the sound of the violin slowly echoing, and the people on the dance floor tacitly circled and swayed...feeling a certain sense of calmness emanating from the bottom of their hearts.

"Time flies, rain and wind blow, I would like to always remember your gentle words and your fairy-like face..."

Hermione recited the poem word for word, as if she had been selected to recite Gamp's Law in Transfiguration class, fluently and clearly. She didn't know if Loren had read the poem, and whether she could hear the small changes she made.

Loren certainly didn't know what foreign poetry was, but that didn't stop his heart from filling it up word by word until the warm feeling overflowed.

Hermione would always remember that time, when she thought that even if she changed to a magic school, her previous loneliness would still be postponed, she would still be ostracized, and she would not even be able to seek comfort from her parents this time, but this person appeared.

Being able to meet him at Hogwarts was a gift from God that was luckier than magic.

She remembered the story about the sycamore tree, and she believed that Loren Morgan was her rainbow.

They will also plant a tree, water and fertilize the tree together, and decades later, they will climb the branches together and watch the sunrise.

"Miss Granger hit hard." Loren sighed.

"..."

Saying strange things again.

Hermione thought silently, she let go of his waist and hands, closed the distance and put her hands around his neck, raised her head and stood on tiptoes, and pursed his lips.

(End of this chapter)