Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Crabbe and Goyle were green like two mossy boulders, and neither of them could find a partner.

After seeing Ivan and Hermione standing on the edge of the main staircase, Malfoy froze slightly.

Like the other boys, his eyes fell on Hermione, but he couldn't seem to find a word to insult her.

After another 5 minutes, the oak front door was opened, and everyone turned their heads to see Durmstrang's students and Professor Karkaroff walking in together.

Krum walked in the lead, with a sixth-year Slytherin girl at his side.

Over their heads, a piece of lawn in front of the castle could be seen transformed into a cave, with fairy lights shining in it.

That means there are hundreds of living fairies sitting in magically conjured rose bushes or flapping their wings on statues that appear to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

Aiwen suddenly realized that standing here with Hermione was too noticeable.

The eyes of everyone who walked into the foyer fell on the two of them first, staring at them very impolitely.

Hermione was a little embarrassed, and asked Ivan to move aside to block her body.

She was nestled in his arms, and suddenly, the boys looked at Ivan with expressions that wanted to eat him up.

This feeling of joy is very good, but the pressure is so great...

Fortunately, at this time, Beauxbaton's students began to enter the castle, diverting everyone's attention.

Fleur and her dance partner, Roger Davis, walked in the front. Fleur was extremely gorgeously dressed, not losing to Hermione at all.

Two people belong to two different styles, but both are beautiful to the extreme.

Hibiscus fully displayed its beauty, like a flower in full bloom.

The addition of Veela blood makes all the boys unable to calm down after taking a look at her, deeply immersed in it.

Hermione is not as mature and gorgeous as Furong, nor does she have the alluring beauty, but compared with Furong and other girls, she is extraordinarily pure, and her unique intelligent, quiet, and lovable qualities are enough to make every boy's heart beat.

Let Aiwen choose, he thinks that no girl can compare to Hermione tonight.

But there is no doubt that hibiscus is also extremely eye-catching.

Beside her, Davis seemed to be in disbelief until now that he was so lucky to have a partner like Fleur, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Gabriel and Colin walked at the end of Beauxbaton's team, and they looked for Ivan and Hermione as soon as they entered the hall.

Unlike Hermione, Fleur and other girls, Gabriel has a different style, making her cute to the extreme.

That is the unique cuteness of girls in her age group. She is wearing a white skirt, like a porcelain doll, with a mischievous smile on her mouth, her eyes are moving around nimbly, and she soon sees the girl standing Ivan and Hermione on the side of the stairs pulled Colin and walked towards them quickly.

"Hello, Alvin! Hello, Hermione!" Gabriel said with a smile.

She circled Hermione a few times, admiring her appearance.

Colin told Ivan that what he saw when he went to pick up Gabriel next to Beauxbaton's carriage, the whole castle and the outside grounds had changed, they had been decorated with magic, Christmas decorations could be seen everywhere, and All kinds of fairies and elves are scattered around, as if entering a dreamlike fairy tale world all at once.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, "Warriors, please come here!"

She wore a gown of red tartan, with a hideous garland of thistles on the brim of her hat.

Professor McGonagall told the warriors and their partners to wait by the door, letting the others go in first.

After the students were all seated, they lined up and walked into the auditorium.

Everyone lined up and entered the auditorium one by one. When passing the gate, Ai Wen noticed that Fu Rong and Qiu were looking at him, and his eyes followed his footsteps.

Krum and Ron's eyes were all focused on Hermione, squinting at her.

Looking at them, one can't help but suspect that he and Hermione are the protagonists tonight.

Five minutes later, after everyone was seated in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall asked the warriors and their dance partners to line up two by two and follow her in.

They filed in and walked towards the big round table where the referees sat at the front of the auditorium. People applauded enthusiastically.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with gleaming silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy hung.The four academy tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small lantern-lit tables, with a dozen or so people seated at each table.

The warriors went straight to the front of the guest table, and Dumbledore sat in the middle, smiling happily.

Karkaroff's face was gloomy, his eyes wandered back and forth on several warriors, and then he quickly glanced at Ivan who was sitting below.

Ludo Bagman was clapping his hands as enthusiastically as his classmates in his bright purple gown with big yellow stars printed on it tonight.

Beside him, Madame Maxime shed her usual black satin uniform for a flowing lavender gown.

Mr. Crouch did not come, and the fifth seat at the table was occupied by Percy Weasley.

Chapter 623

Percy was wearing a new navy-blue dress robe and had a smug, smug look on his face.

Ivan stared at him for a while, wondering why Barty Crouch didn't come? !

Ron was also surprised. Seeing Percy pull away an empty chair beside him, he sat down hesitantly.

"Why are you here?" Ron asked in a low voice.

"I've been promoted!" said Percy smugly, in a tone that made one think he had just been elected supreme ruler of the universe, "I'm Mr. Crouch's personal assistant now, and I'm here on his behalf .”

"Oh, why didn't he come?" Ron continued.

To be honest, he wanted to get out of here, he didn't want to spend the whole party listening to Percy go on and on about the thickness of the bottom of the cauldron.

"I'm sorry that Mr. Crouch is not doing well, very badly. He's been off since the World Cup. It's no surprise, it's been too much work. He's not as young as he used to be, although, of course. , he's still very good and his mind is still as sharp as ever. But the World Cup was a terrible failure for the Ministry as a whole, and Mr. Crouch, because of his house-elf, Winky or something, was behaving badly, and he Personally agitated. Naturally, he fired her right away afterward, but... well, as I said, he's getting old and needs to be looked after. I think since the house-elf left , he found the comfort level at home had plummeted. Then we had to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament, and we had to deal with the World Cup, and that nasty woman named Skeeter spread rumors everywhere! Alas, poor man, he is quiet Quiet Christmas, he needs the rest so badly. I'm glad he knows he has someone he can count on to take care of things for him."

Percy said a lot in one breath, and Ron didn't listen to a word, but was annoyed.

She looked up at Hermione again, as if he had just met her, and he realized that Hermione was so beautiful!

Ron was a bit uncomfortable, and couldn't help but wonder, if Hermione or Fleur became his dancing partner...

"So Mr. Crouch doesn't call you Wetherby anymore?!" he asked subconsciously.

"Listen, Ron, you performed well this time, became a warrior, and won glory for your family and yourself!" Percy said, without answering Ron's question, "You have to be prepared, the first There was an accident in one game, and Mr. Crouch and the department will definitely take special measures for the second game to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"What?!" Ron turned to look at Percy, wondering what the special measures were.

"I can't say, this is top-secret information, and you will know it in due time!" Percy said triumphantly, "By the way, have you figured out the meaning of the golden egg?"

"It's still early, if you don't want to tell me anything, then don't!" Ron retorted.

Because of the Triwizard Tournament, he had already whetted Percy's appetite for a whole summer vacation.

Now that he has no interest in continuing to listen to him, his attention has returned to those beautiful girls.

At the same time, Ivan and Hermione were also discussing why Percy appeared here.

There was no food yet on the golden plates in front of them, but each had a small menu in front of them.

"Strange, I didn't see a waiter!" said Harry, picking up his menu uncertainly and looking around.

"It's very simple, you just need to say what you want to eat!" Ivan said while looking at the menu.

At this moment, everyone saw Dumbledore carefully looking at his menu.

Then, pointing to his plate, he said, very clearly, "Pork Chops!"

The pork chops appeared immediately, and the other people at the table suddenly realized that they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on the plate.

The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became lively, and everyone was chatting happily.

From the table directly across from them, Hagrid was waving to everyone.

He looked horrible in that ugly fluffy brown suit again.

Then they saw Hagrid quickly turn his attention to the guest table.

There, Madame Maxime waved to Hagrid, her opal drink sparkling by candlelight.

The topic naturally shifted to Hagrid, Madame Maxime, and Beauxbaton.

Gabriel told everyone about Beauxbaton's Christmas, "At this time of year, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures of different shapes. They won't melt and look like huge diamond statues. The auditorium was sparkling. Oh, and the choir of the nymphs, who serenaded us while we ate, and . . . "

After more than half an hour, when everything was finished, Dumbledore stood up and asked the students to stand up too.

With a flick of his wand, some of the tables whizzed away to the walls, leaving an open space in between.

He also conjured up a high stage, attached to the base of the right wall, on which stood a drum kit, some guitars, a lute, a cello, and several organs.

At this time, the Weird Sisters rushed onto the stage together, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

They all had particularly thick hair and wore black robes that had been ripped on purpose.

They picked up their respective instruments, and everyone watched them with great interest, almost forgetting what to do next.

Just then the lanterns at the other tables were extinguished, and the four warriors and their partners rose to their feet.

"It's time to dance!" Everyone is looking forward to it, this is the highlight of the dance.

Ron looked so nervous that when he stood up he stepped on Lavender's robes and almost tripped.

At this moment, the Weird Sisters played a slow, sad tune.

The warriors stepped onto the brightly lit dance floor and began to dance softly.

The four warriors dance at varying levels, the best being Fleur and Roger Davis.

The two of them looked very experienced, and Davis stared at Fleur with a fascinated look on his face.

This is really, another stupid guy who was confused by Veela blood.

Beside them, Cedric and Qiu Tiao are also good. They must have practiced secretly.

Qiu was wearing a cheongsam with oriental characteristics, which was amazing.

He and Cedric danced gracefully in the center of the venue in rhythm.

Compared with these two pairs, Krum and his partner are slightly inferior, mainly because of Krum's uncoordinated movements.

And he seems a little absent-minded, always looking out of the field.

As for Ron and Lavender's performance is not satisfactory, but not as bad as expected.

Under Lavender's manipulation, the two of them slowly turned in circles.

How should I put it, at least barely fooling around...

Chapter 624 The Stage Belonging to Ivan and Hermione

Colin took out his camera and took this rare picture.

Soon, many people also began to enter the dance hall, and the warriors were no longer the center of everyone's attention.

"Are you ready, Hermione?" Ivan asked, extending his hand to invite her to dance.

"En!" Hermione nodded, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Her right hand was gently held by Ai Wen, and she followed him obediently into the center of the field.

They danced slowly to a soothing rhythm, looking a little jerky.

Every night during this time, Ivan and Hermione practiced behind everyone's backs in a classroom without anyone.

But it was the first time for both of them to dance in front of so many people.

To be honest, Ivan was a little nervous. He held Hermione's smooth little hand, and the other hand hugged the slender waist, and his mind went blank.

He only felt a softness in front of him, and his heart was beating fast.

The world in front of him gradually disappeared, leaving Hermione alone.

The same is true for Hermione, she only has Ivan in her eyes now.

Under the influence of the music, their bodies dance subconsciously.

Like most of the students around them, they started with basic footwork, occasionally with a movement or two.

But the effect of the practice soon became apparent, and Ivan felt that his movements were becoming more and more proficient.

He cooperated better and better with Hermione in his arms, from the heel to the fingertips, he twisted and moved smoothly, like a fish in water.

Sometimes the two of them are like a stream flowing through a waterfall, flying straight down; sometimes they are like clouds in the sky, floating and eloquent.

As the dance music progressed, Ivan and Hermione moved more and more naturally, and their cooperation became better and better.

Often it's just a movement or a look, and they know what the other party is going to do.

Even without a gesture, two people can feel each other's novelty and have a tacit understanding.