The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Maybe these are the girls," Seamus Finnigan next to them grimaced, "Ron, the most annoying boy among us, only took less than half an hour."

"By the way, Harry, you haven't told us who your dancing partner is?" Dean Thomas suddenly asked curiously, "You ran out 2 minutes early for that Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which girl did you go to find? ?”

"You'll find out later," Harry said nonchalantly, glancing at Ron out of the corner of his eye.

The answer to the question will soon be revealed——

A petite witch with fiery red hair came down the stairs from the girl's dormitory. She had a lot of freckles on her face, which made her face extraordinarily beautiful.

"Oh, Ginny, it's the first time I know you can dress up so beautifully." Seeing this little witch in a beautiful pale green dress, Ron greeted in surprise, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet." Who is your dance partner?"

However, Ginny just smiled at him, and walked straight to Ron and Harry, who had a somewhat stiff expression, and took his arm with a flushed face.

"Let's go, Harry," Ginny whispered.

Looking at this scene, Ron's eyes widened in shock:

"Harry, I treat you like a brother, but you want to be my brother-in-law?"

Chapter 260 Hermione's Dance Partner Is

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"Ron, what are you talking about?"

Ron's astonishing words made Ginny's cheeks flush with shame, and she gave Ron a vicious look.

However, when Ginny turned her eyes to Harry, her eyes became shy and gentle again.

"Harry, ignore him, let's go quickly." She held Harry's arm tightly and whispered to him, "Ron may ask some weird questions again soon!"

Harry was also a little shameless facing his good brother now, so he nodded obediently, and let Ginny pull him out of the common room, and walked towards the direction of the auditorium.

"Hey! Wait, you haven't explained to me what's going on between you!" Ron shouted anxiously at them.

However, at this moment, his dance partner Eloys Midgen also came out of the girls' dormitory.

Ron had no choice but to temporarily suppress his surprise, and turned his gaze to Midgen.

"You... well, today... you are very beautiful." He said unnaturally, and at the same time subconsciously glanced at the raw edges of the cuffs and neckline of his dress robe, hoping not to be noticed by this hard-earned dance partner.

"Thank you." Midgen smiled and glanced at Ron's gown, and said very emotionally, "You are dressed very well today, and you have a lot of personality."

"Oh, thank you." Ron's face became more natural, "Then... shall we go down?"

Midgen nodded, and took Ron's arm generously.

The entrance courtyard in front of the auditorium was crowded with students, all circling back and forth, waiting for eight o'clock, when the doors of the auditorium would open to the students on time.

Today's atmosphere is extremely lively, the dance partners are in pairs, whispering in each other's ears; some little wizards want to meet their dance partners from other colleges, so they squeeze sideways in the crowd, looking for each other's figure.

Harry and Ginny had already found a relatively empty corner in the corridor ahead of time, and Ginny was still holding Harry's arm tightly.

At this time, Ginny was talking enthusiastically with Rove and Luna who met in the hall——

"Luna, your aesthetics are really good!" Ginny praised her good friend Luna, "This dress is too pretty!"

"Thank you, Ginny, your dress is also very nice." Luna also praised, blinking her big eyes full of aura.

Harry took a look at Luna's dress, and exchanged glances with Rove, who was standing beside Luna. Both of them had weird expressions, obviously they didn't agree with Ginny's praise.

Luna was wearing a dress with silver sequins. If you only looked at the dress, there was nothing special about it. It was just an ordinary gray dress with ruffles.

But I don’t know where the silver sequins on the skirt were found, and they were forcibly glued to the skirt crookedly with a glue spell, and they are particularly reflective—even though there are not many light sources in the yard, I almost went blind. Leigh's eyes...

The two girls soon got together and chatted happily.

Harry and Rove stood side by side silently beside them. On the surface, they were looking at the black lake covered with snow on the ice, but they were actually whispering to each other.

"Rove, didn't you persuade Luna?" Harry asked Rove in a low voice, "What are the crooked sequins on her skirt, and is it her own idea?"

"Those sequins are actually the shed shells of the flasher beetles..." Rove said listlessly, "I collected them when I went to explore the Forbidden Forest with Luna some time ago. Looks like I like it..."

"That is to say...you are responsible for those crooked sequins?" Harry gave Rove a sympathetic look.

"Yeah, but it's actually pretty good." Rove said, "Do you think I didn't persuade Luna? I have successfully persuaded her to wear the airship plums on her ears and the butterbeer cork around her neck. removed."

"Oh, by the way, you may not know what an airship plum is - it's actually a kind of orange-red fruit that looks like a radish, and it hangs upside down on a bush before picking... Luna said Lovegood Mister thinks that Airship Lee can improve the ability to accept abnormal things

force. "

"Compared to Luna, I think I may need a pendant of Airship Lee now." Harry swallowed, and whispered, "I feel that Luna and Ginny's aesthetics are beyond my comprehension."

"Who says it's not?" Rove sighed, and then he smiled indulgently, "But if it weren't for this weird aesthetic and weird personality, she wouldn't be Luna. "

"That's true." Harry smiled heartily.

Just then a group of Slytherins came up the steps from their basement common room.

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Walking in the front was Draco Malfoy, he was wearing a black velvet gown with a high collar, with his light blond hair, pale face and disdainful expression that no one loved, he actually looked quite handsome of.

But in Harry's disgusted eyes, he just felt like a vicar.

Malfoy's good friend and devoted fan, Pansy Parkinson, is wearing a frilly pale pink gown, tightly hanging on Malfoy's arm.

Crabbe and Goyle walked behind them, both green and mossy boulders, and Harry was pleased to see that neither of these hunks could find a partner.

"Today, he is well-dressed... Oh, so I found the poor ghost from Wes's house as a dance partner." Malfoy walked up to Harry, raised his chin at a slant, and said in a sharp tone, " I guess she must have spent all of the Wesley family's savings in this outfit—"

"Are you right, Hogwarts champion, Potter?"

"Keep your mouth shut, Malfoy!" Harry responded angrily, taking a few steps forward.

He was already almost immune to Malfoy's bad mouth, but when the object of his bad mouth was Ginny, he couldn't help but feel defensive.

"Am I right? How can a pure-blooded scum like the Wes family afford such a gown?" Malfoy glanced at Ginny mockingly, and laughed, "And the one next to her, isn't it Was it an impromptu pick-up of a piece of clothing from the trash?"

This sentence offended three people at the same time, including Harry, Rove and Ginny, but it did not include Luna as the person involved.

When Harry and Rove were trying to think of a way to teach this frightened guy a lesson, Luna spoke before them.

"Hello, Malfoy." Luna said in an erratic voice, "You seem to be very inferior..."

"I'm inferior?" Malfoy laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke, "Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, tell me, is there something wrong with her brain? I'm a dignified Malfoy family……"

"It has nothing to do with the family." Luna's expression was very serious, and there was an inexplicable persuasive force in her words, which easily interrupted Malfoy.

"You seem to have nothing but money... only a follower, no real friends to talk to, no girls you really like, and your commendable Quidditch ability is also useless in front of the hostile Harry..."

"I can understand you, Malfoy."

At the end, Luna's face unexpectedly showed a strong color of pity, and her words were full of sympathy.

"You're talking nonsense!" Pansy Parkinson couldn't bear it first, and retorted loudly, "How could Draco not have a girl he likes!"

However, Luna didn't seem to answer her thoughts, but looked at her with more pity.

Harry, Rove, and Ginny all looked at Luna in disbelief, utterly astonished at her.

They never imagined that Luna, who usually looked at the dazed and crazy Luna, would be so accurate and ruthless in attacking people. Malfoy on the opposite side was obviously speechless.

What's even more admirable is that Luna didn't seem to say those words for the purpose of insulting people at all, but she thought so in her heart.

Malfoy gritted his teeth for a long time, but couldn't find anything wrong with Luna's words——

he really doesn't like

I like Pansy Parkinson, even if the two have known each other since childhood; Crabbe and Goyle are not really friends with him, they are all followers and bodyguards his father found for him; as for Quidditch, although I don’t want to admit it, but He is indeed inferior to Harry, who won the Quidditch Cup twice with the Gryffindor team.

Could it be that pure blood was the only thing that was worth showing off?

Malfoy took a deep breath unwillingly.

He raised his head, gave Luna a bitter look, decided not to pay attention to this strange girl, and once again pointed the finger at his old enemy, Harry.

"Potter, where's your mudblood friend?" Malfoy asked with his chin raised, returning his disdainful expression again.

He decided to use his own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses, starting from the bloodline.

"If I'm not mistaken, she must not be able to find a partner, so she has no face to come to the Christmas ball, right?" He laughed disdainfully, "No one would want to find a Mudblood as a partner!"

"Nonsense, Hermione has a partner!" Ginny retorted loudly.

"Really?" Malfoy sneered, "I want to see who is so self-defeating that she is willing to ask her to dance with me."

Harry was speechless.

Even though the dance was about to start, he had no idea who the partner Hermione had found early on was, so he couldn't refute Malfoy.

Malfoy looked at Harry, with a look of anticipation on his face, and the corners of his mouth smugly raised.

Just when Malfoy thought he had finally won the game, the oak door of the auditorium was opened.

A "squeak" door opening attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Durmstrang's students walking in with their principal, Karkaroff.

Viktor Krum walked in front, flanked by a pretty girl in a blue robe whom Harry didn't recognize.For some reason, this beautiful girl always gave Harry a somewhat familiar feeling.

Looking over the heads of those Durmstrang students, the little wizards saw that the entrance of the auditorium was decorated with golden light, and there were dots of fairy lights shining inside.

"It's really a big deal. Your professors have invited at least five hundred living fairies from somewhere." The future magizoologist Rove explained in time.

Harry looked over and saw fairies sitting in enchanted rose bushes or flapping their wings on top of what appeared to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded:

"Warriors, please come here!"

Ginny adjusted her dress nervously, a reserved smile appeared on her face.

She and Harry said "see you later" to Rove and Luna beside them, and looked at Malfoy with a stinky face, and then walked forward to Professor McGonagall.

The chattering crowd cooperatively made way for the two of them to pass through.

Walking up to Professor McGonagall, Harry saw that she was wearing a red plaid robe with a thistle wreath on the brim of her hat.

Professor McGonagall asked the warriors and their dance partners to stand by the door and let other students enter the auditorium first. After the students were all seated, the warriors lined up and entered the auditorium to start their performance.

Fleur Delacour and Roger Davis stood nearest the gate.