Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

There is no Christmas refreshment today because there is a banquet at the dance. At seven o'clock, it was dark and it was not easy to aim at the target, and the others gave up the snowball fight and returned to the common room together. The fat lady was sitting in the picture frame with her friend Violet downstairs. Both of them were stunned, and several empty wine chocolate boxes were thrown at the bottom of her portrait.

"The bright light should be the" Light of Wonderland ", the fat lady was drunk and said the wrong password. Yes, that's it!" She listened to their password, giggled and turned away to let them in. Already.

Harry, Ron, Simo, Dean and Neville put on their robes in the dormitory upstairs, all of them looked cramped, but no one was as frustrated as Ron, his long mirror in the corner I looked at myself before, with a frightened expression on my face. His robe is like a skirt, which is an unavoidable fact. In order to add a little masculinity to the robe, he desperately put a cutting spell on those folds and lace. It worked, at least the lace on the clothes was gone, but his work was not easy. When a few men came downstairs, his neckline cuffs were still flashing, which was really discouraging.

"I ca n’t understand, how did you two get the most beautiful girl of the year." Dean muttered. "The opposite **** sucks." Ron replied glumly, pulling off the cuffs. The common room looked weird, and the people inside were no longer black and white robes, but wearing colorful robes. Parvati waited for Harry under the stairs. She really looked very beautiful, wearing a dazzling pink robe, black hair braided with a gold ribbon, and a gold bracelet on her wrist glittering. Harry couldn't help sighing when she didn't giggle.

"You-um-beautiful." He said unnaturally.

"Thank you," she said. "Padma met you in the foyer," she said to Ron again.

"Okay," said Ron, looking away, "What about Hermione?"

Parvati shrugged. "Let's go down, okay, Harry?"

"Okay." Harry said, and he really wanted to stay in the common room. Harry met Fred as he made his way through the portrait hole, and Fred blinked mischievously at him.

The entrance hall was also full of students, and they were all going back and forth, waiting for the arrival of eight o'clock, and then the door of the auditorium would open.

Some people want to meet the dancers from other colleges, and then huddled around in the crowd, looking for the figure of the other party. Parvati found her sister Padma and led her over to meet Harry and Ron.

"Hello." Padma said, she was as beautiful as her sister, wearing a bright green robe. However, she did not seem interested in Ron being her partner. Her dark eyes glanced up and down Ron, and her gaze rested on the fluffy collar and cuffs on his robe.

"Hello," Ron said, but instead of looking at her, he looked around in the crowd, "Oh, bad ..."

He bent his knees slightly and hid behind Harry as Furon Dracula came over. She was wearing a silver-gray satin robe, which was really glamorous. She was accompanied by Roger Davis, captain of the Quidditch team at Ravenclaw College. When they had gone far, Ron straightened again, looking across the crowd and looking into the distance.

怎么 "Why don't you see Hermione?" He said again.

A group of Slytherin students came up the stairs from their underground common room. At the forefront was Malfoy, who was wearing a black velvet turtleneck, and Harry felt like a parish priest. Pansy Parkinson wore a frilly light pink robe, and she hung Malfoy's arm tightly. Crabbe and Goyle were both green, like two large mossy rocks, and Harry saw with satisfaction that neither of them could find a partner.

The oak oak front door was opened, and everyone turned their heads to see the students of Durmstrand come in with Professor Karkarov. Krum walked ahead, beside a beautiful girl in a blue robe who Harry didn't know. Over their heads, Harry saw that a lawn in front of the castle had been turned into a cave, shining with a little fairy light-which means that there are hundreds of living fairies, they may sit in magic In the rose bushes, or flapping wings on top of the statues, those statues seem to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, "Please the warriors come here!"