Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

The time was approaching midnight, but the dance had no intention of ending. The auditorium was still bustling with activity. During the time when she returned to the auditorium from outside, the blush on Hermione's face had faded a lot.

The Weird Sisters were still playing exciting rock music on the stage conjured by Dumbledore, and most people were on the dance floor, swaying to the drums.

This scene, if there was a rotating ball on the ceiling above the head that shot out colorful rays, would be like a carnival scene in a bar in the Muggle world.

Ginny and Harry seemed to have just come off the dance floor. Judging from the shy but happy smile on Ginny's face, she had a great time.

Harry was panting, grabbing the drink on the table and pouring it down his throat.

My physical strength is not good, young man. Su Er couldn't help but shook his head.

Looking at the dance floor again, Ron and Lavender Brown were kissing inside again. Well, Suer, who had just experienced kissing, understood Ron a little now. Indeed, it felt wonderful.

Sorry, the other three warriors won the first place in the second event, and I did my part.

Thinking of this, Su Er couldn't help but look at Hermione's little mouth again. Hermione noticed the sight and gave Su Er an annoyed look.

Hagrid and Madame Maxime also returned to the auditorium from outside not long after Soul and Hermione came in. When they saw Soul, Hagrid cast a grateful look at Soul.

Judging from the way Mrs. Maxim covered her mouth and smiled, it seemed that Hagrid listened to Su Er's advice and did not mention the issue of his and Mrs. Maxim's bloodline.

It seemed that if nothing unexpected happened, I would be able to see little Hagrid being born. In this life, Hagrid would no longer die alone in Hogwarts.

My heart is filled with relief. Sur nodded towards Hagrid and responded with a bright smile.

No matter how happy people are at the moment, they can't stop the passage of time, and the dance party will eventually come to an end.

"Dang!" After a dull staccato sound, the dance music suddenly stopped.

The older of the Weird Sisters stepped forward and announced that the last song of the dance would follow.

Soul looked at Hermione and stretched out his hand. Hermione also smiled and put her hand in Soul's palm.

The two walked towards the dance floor.

Harry and Ginny stood up as well.

As the melodious notes from the harp burst out and rippled in the sky above the auditorium, even people who didn't want it to end there looked at their dancing partners with gentle smiles and leaned against each other.

"Hedwig Variations!" On the stage, the older sister of the weird sisters announced the name of the last song along with the sound of music.

"To you all."

This most well-known soundtrack in the series of movies seems to have magic power. Even a wizard with no knowledge of music theory can often be brought back to the beginning by the music when hearing this piece of music, and he can unravel the music. 'The feeling of being touched when I saw the name 'Hogwarts' written in dark green ink when I got the badge.

It was the first time I received a letter from afar.

Boarding the train for the first time.

First encounter with magic at Hogwarts.

"That sounds nice." Hermione took a step back and leaned back.

Soul followed Hermione's footsteps, gently held Hermione's soft waist, and showed a soft smile, "I think so too."

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On the second day of Christmas, everyone got up very late. Most of the Christmas decorations in the auditorium were removed, leaving only a few green Christmas trees. From the open front door, you could see the dreamy garden. It seemed to only belong to last night, and now it was gone.

Soul and Hermione met in the Great Hall, and her hair became fluffy again.

"Actually, I sprayed a lot of smooth hair spray on my hair to make them obedient." Hermione reached out to smooth her hair behind her head and confessed to Soul.

"It's too much trouble to do it every time."

"I like you at any time, regardless of your hairstyle." Soul smiled softly and put the sandwich with tomato slices and three slices of bacon on Hermione's plate, saying disgusting love words that made a single person uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and have breakfast."

"Uh-huh." Hermione cast a wink at Soul and said nothing more.

Not long after, the old place, the Room of Requirement, turned into a room suitable for doing homework. The crazy fun at the beginning of the vacation always ended up being busy making up homework.

Especially during this holiday, professors have assigned a lot of homework.

However, for Hermione, a top student, these assignments are just a bunch of boring tasks that require filling in the answers with a quill. Soul only needs to take them over and learn from them after Hermione finishes writing one. Well, It refers to some boring writing work. Regarding magic spells, Suer dare not be careless.

It's enough to do the thing of copying your name once when you were young.

The waving quill finally got a break after piling up a thick pile of parchment. Sur also rubbed his wrist at this time and took out the beetle that had been left to dry all night from his pocket.

Well, that is our famous reporter---Rita Skeeter.

Being locked up in a glass bottle overnight made the beetle feel a little depressed. It lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle, motionless, as if it had gone to see Merlin.

"Isn't it dead?" Hermione looked worriedly at the beetle that remained motionless even when Soul shook the bottle.

"Well, I don't know, but the dead beetle is more convenient for me to test the magic I just learned. I wonder if the Cruciatus Curse has any effect on dead things?" Suer showed a scary and evil smile.

Ha, of course, that's what Rita Skeeter in a bottle sounds like.

Hermione, who knew Soul very well, could easily tell that Soul's smile at this time meant that he was ready to start playing tricks on others.

As expected, the beetle transformed by Rita Skeeter immediately became 'excited' after hearing Soul's words.

It struggled violently in the bottle and hit the bottle frequently, but in the end it was all in vain.

This is a bottle transformed from a stone. In essence, it is still a stone. What's more, beetles can be crushed to death with one finger. Rita Skeeter can't kill her even if she hits her head all over. The bottle smashed.

Hermione watched the beetle that had just pretended to be dead become extremely active under Soul's threatening words, and then thought that this was actually an annoying witch. She found it interesting and couldn't help laughing.

Sur waited until the beetle gave up its struggle and fell to the bottom of the bottle. Then he uncorked the bottle with a slight groan and poured the beetle out of the bottle.

The beetle rolled in a circle on the carpet, twisted a few times, and then grew strangely larger and elongated. Soon, a man with long golden hair was tangled into a ball, and the wizard's robe was wrinkled, no longer what Su Er had seen before. The woman who looked like a glamorous reporter appeared in place of the beetle.

Suer waved his hand with a bright smile, looked down at the embarrassed woman, squinted his eyes,

"Hello, Ms. Rita Skeeter, I hope you had a good time in the glass bottle last night."