Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw's black pupils and Dumbledore stared at each other, neither of them giving in.

"Principal, you and I both know that Britain seems to have the most say in the magic world, but there are two snakes watching from the side, and this say is too frivolous.

Attacking Gringotts can at most consolidate the confidence of our local wizards, but didn't you see the principals representing the magic ministries of various countries, who looked like they were ready to come to me for explanation at any time?

So that frivolous say will not play any role in our great plan to promote the co-prosperity of magic and wizards.

So, it is better to defeat a few disobedient magic ministries as quickly as possible, which will have the strongest deterrent effect!

Principal, don't worry, I am launching a blitzkrieg, and I will definitely achieve the greatest results with the least casualties."

Dumbledore knows the truth as well as Shaw.

But once it comes to war and death, this lawful white wizard will not be as decisive as Shaw and Grindelwald.

He did not immediately answer Shor's question and lobbying, but took out another cup of "Tadpole House", frowned deeply and lowered his head to drink.

Shor did not urge him, but looked at the scenery in the hall.

Only then did he realize that there was a resentful look staring at him.

Krum?

He and he had no grudge, right?

But he turned his head and looked at Hermione who was eating dinner elegantly, and he understood.

The somewhat sloppy Hermione in the original book could attract this genius catcher, not to mention that Hermione is now more beautiful and elegant.

Krum probably invited Hermione a long time ago, and the result is imaginable.

He inadvertently became a shield.

As for his true attitude towards Hermione, it was probably like Grindelwald treated Vita, treating her as a reliable and capable assistant.

Shor did not pay much attention to Krum. There were probably as many people who hated and envied him as wanted to kill him as those who admired him, and he really couldn't care.

The young wizards ate dinner very quickly tonight, probably because they couldn't wait for the dance to start.

So the short dinner ended quickly.

Dumbledore, who had been thinking all the time, changed his face and returned to his amiable appearance after being reminded by McGonagall.

He straightened his moon-white robe, stood up and said with a smile.

"Students, please stand up too. The Christmas dance is officially starting!"

"Yeah!"

Amidst the cheers, the old bee waved his wand melodiously.

The wall lamps on the wall and the lanterns on the small tables dimmed, and all the tables flew to the wall "whoosh", leaving a space in the middle.

He conjured up a high stage at the base of the right wall, on which was placed a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello and several organs.

At this time, the famous idol singing and dancing group Weird Sisters in the wizarding world came on stage together. They were dressed in leather jackets and ripped pants, which were quite individual.

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

The five warriors and their partners all stood up and walked to the center of the dance floor.

As the Weird Sisters played a slow and sad song, the five leading dancers all started dancing.

The best dancers were the Draco and Astoria duo, who had received aristocratic education since childhood.

Their dance steps were elegant and they coordinated calmly, which was quite eye-catching and attracted everyone's attention. They became the focus of the dance.

Fleur was also a good dancer, but she had a stupid teammate.

Jarvis, an excellent senior from Ravenclaw who usually behaved well, seemed to have lost his soul after hugging Fleur's waist and stepped on Fleur several times.

The dance steps of the other leading dancers were just average.

After they led the dance for a while, Dumbledore took Professor McGonagall's hand and took the lead to join the dance floor.

The young wizards who were watching immediately got their partners excitedly and joined the dance floor one by one. The warriors were no longer the center of attention.

Shaw did not immediately join with Hermione, but watched the excitement of others.

Neville and Hannah seemed to be not dancing on the dance floor, but to compete to see who stepped on whose feet the most times.

Mad-Eye Moody danced the two-step dance with Professor Sinistra very awkwardly, and Professor Sinistra nervously dodged his wooden leg.

Maxim was dancing the waltz with Hagrid. The two big guys cooperated well, and it was obvious that they had practiced privately.

Beside Shaw, Hermione lifted her skirt lightly, and said cautiously and expectantly.

"Chief, should we enter the venue?"

Shaw blinked, and then he remembered that he was not here to watch the fun, so he quickly bowed and extended his right hand elegantly.

"Excuse me, beautiful Miss Granger, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me."

"Thank you."

Hermione suppressed her excitement and gently placed her hand with a blue lace glove on the chief's outstretched right hand.Heart.

Shaw led Hermione to the dance floor gracefully, and his other hand gently wrapped around Hermione's slender waist.

With the music, the two began to dance a melodious waltz on the edge of the dance floor.

Although the two had not practiced together in advance, they cooperated with each other very well, as if they had danced together for many years.

Shaw stepped on the standard dance partner, and his right hand slightly pulled on a beat.

Hermione understood and gently spun a circle, like a butterfly around Shaw.

Their gorgeous dance soon attracted the attention of people nearby.

Compared with the elegant dance postures of the two, many people were dwarfed and stopped consciously.

Hermione was suddenly stared at by those strange eyes, and her movements that were just free suddenly became a little stiff, and her dance steps were a little confused.

Shaw smiled knowingly, and said softly and gently while resolving it without leaving a trace.

"Don't be nervous, you dance very well."

Hermione took a deep breath and quickly adjusted her dance steps, returning to the melodious and confident beautiful girl just now.

Draco took Astoria to dance next to the chief dancer.

Pairs of people who were confident in their dancing gathered not far from Shaw, and even Dumbledore came to join in the fun.

Gradually, Shaw and Hermione became the center of the dance floor without knowing it.

Of course, some people were very unhappy.

Not far away, Krum directly shook off his partner's hand, ran to the bar counter with a gloomy face and drank alone.

Just when everyone in Hogwarts was having a good time together.

Alice, who was far away in the United States, was having a very tormenting time at this time.

A single-family villa located in the suburbs of New York, this is the residence of the pure-blood family Roll who moved from the UK.

Of course, now this place has been completely taken over by Alice, and British wizards who came to open up trade routes are stationed here.

Tonight is Christmas, and everyone went back to their respective residences early after a makeshift dinner.

Now there are only Alice and old Fly who disappeared in the UK in the whole villa.

In the luxurious restaurant, under the brilliant candlelight, the grandfather and grandson sat at the two ends of the long table full of delicious food.

But there is no warm atmosphere here as before, and there is only an indissoluble solemnity in the air.

Alice, in an elegant and gorgeous evening dress, stared at her still kind grandfather.

After a long while, she said with difficulty.

"Grandfather, let's have the banquet. I have remembered what you just said. If the time comes, I will not hesitate."

Old Fly stretched out his old hand, picked up the knife and fork, and sighed softly.

"Alice, it is Grandfather who is sorry for you, just like the slogan shouted by Dumbledore and Grindelwald back then, everything is for the greater good."