A friendly day at Hogwarts

Taking advantage of Slughorn's attention being focused on Harry, Glenn made a quick decision and pulled Qiu to escape quickly.

The two of them passed by Eddie and Marietta, who were having a great time, and planned to go to the dining table to get something to eat.

The crowd gathered together in twos and threes to chat. After the old slug got acquainted with the students, more and more talented little wizards were absorbed into the club. Together with the companions they brought, the whole banquet was particularly lively. Even the largest office was packed.

Before Glenn and Qiu could reach the dining table, they bumped into a figure running towards them.

"I said Hermione, can you stop being so arrogant all the time and no one is chasing you..." Qiu pulled her up from the ground and carefully patted the dust on her robe.

"Why is no one chasing me..." Hermione rubbed the painful knee joints and glanced back nervously, "I have to say that inviting Cormac McLaggen to this banquet is the first thing I have ever done in my life. The stupidest decision ever..."

"McLaggen? The one in the same grade as us?" Glenn's mind instantly flashed to the Puxin man who had been slapped in the face again and again.

"That's him!" Hermione said irritably, looking back again, "This guy is more entangled than a devil's net..."

"But why did you think of inviting him? Shouldn't you have brought Ron here..." Qiu asked blankly, but failed to get an answer to this question.

"Oh no! He's coming this way, don't tell him which way I'm going, please!"

Hermione hurriedly said something and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye, as if she had taken Harry's invisibility cloak with her.

"Oh, hello!" Soon, McLaggen, wearing an exaggerated purple dress, came to the two of them, "Have you seen my companion?"

Glenn looked away from his ordinary but inexplicably confident face, resisted the urge to punch him, and said, "I'm sorry, who is your companion?"

"Hermione, Hermione Granger, I think you should know each other."

Qiu reacted quickly and said immediately: "Oh! You're talking about Hermione, I just saw her, she said she wanted to go to the bathroom, maybe she needs to touch up her makeup..."

"Thank you." McLaggen smiled proudly, "I guess she must want to show her most beautiful side in front of me, don't you think so?"

Qiu rolled her eyes from an angle he couldn't see, and Glenn almost laughed.

"I think you might as well go to the bathroom door and wait for a moment. As far as I know, that's a very gentlemanly thing to do."

"That's a good suggestion, thank you, Ollivander." McLaggen's eyes lit up, he immediately straightened his tie and left quickly.

"I can't understand..." Qiu whispered after he walked away, "Hermione's vision is really... hard to describe, and I always thought she and Ron had some signs..."

"I guess they quarreled again for some weird reason..." Glenn shrugged, "The two of them have always been like this. Wasn't that what happened at last year's dance?"

Qiu nodded: "It seems that this is really the case. Maybe this is how they get along."

The two of them each took a glass of mead and walked towards a place where the crowds were less dense.

The banquet had just started, and most of the people present were walking back and forth with wine glasses, occasionally stopping to chat, but no one was taking a rest in their seats.

Morgana was alone, sitting on a low stool by the window, holding a glass of her favorite fire whiskey in her hand, looking at the moonlight outside the window in a daze.

She is now also a member of the Slug Club, but Slughorn doesn't know about her medieval blood, and just regards her as a little witch with enough talent.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" Qiu came to her side, "You didn't invite your companions, did you?"

Morgana turned around after hearing the sound, showed a soft smile, and nodded slightly.

"You know, I never really liked that part."

Both Glenn and Qiu knew very well that with Morgana's appearance, there was always no shortage of suitors around her, so it would not be a problem to randomly bring one of them to the banquet.It's just that she always had someone in her heart, so she appeared here alone.

For this reason, Glenn was a little flustered for a time, not knowing how to deal with such a complicated emotional relationship, but Qiu's behavior all the time made him involuntarily come up with a little idea that ordinary people would not accept.

The two girls were chatting intimately next to each other, and Glenn was admiring this pleasing sight, sipping the mead every sip.

He didn't dare drink too much because something big was going to happen tonight.

Not long after, Hermione, who had just disappeared, reappeared, looking a little tired, but finally no longer as nervous as before.

"Dumped McLaggen?" Qiu asked with a smile.

"Well, thanks to you, he is still waiting stupidly at the bathroom door." Hermione blinked and said proudly.

Harry and Ginny also successfully got rid of the old slug, found an opportunity to escape, and successfully joined forces with them.

"I just can't understand it. I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect Slughorn to be much more talkative than I thought!" Ginny said with lingering fear as she drank half a glass of butterbeer in one go.

"This is the first time I've seen someone manage Snape so obediently!" Harry said with a smile on his face, "You didn't see Snape's face just now, as gloomy as a dark cloud, but he was still hardened. We chatted for a long time. He even gave my career guidance advice at Slughorn’s request, which was so funny.”

Obviously, Professor Snape, the most outstanding student of the old slug, was also pulled into adulthood and had to come to this party.

"That's true. You are going to take OWLs in two or three months. It seems like it's time to start thinking about which courses to take next." Qiu thought for a while and said.

When the exam came up, Hermione, who had just been relaxed for a while, began to feel anxious again.

Harry sighed: "It would be great if the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is replaced next year. I don't want to take Snape's class again..."

While several people were chatting, there was sudden chaos at the door——

Filch opened the door and walked in, holding Draco's collar firmly in his hand.

"Professor Slughorn," Filch huffed, "I caught this boy in the corridor. He said he was invited to the party by you, but he was accidentally late. You sent him Have you got an invitation?"

"Okay, you didn't invite me. I want to barge in. Are you happy?"

Draco pulled away from Filch's hand, pretending to be indignant, but his eyes quickly scanned the entire room, and a flash of joy flashed when he saw Glenn.

Glenn understood immediately that this was a signal from him.