HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Everyone's eyes were on Wuyou, but beside the curtain in the corner of the club, Derian's eyes were on Pansy from beginning to end.

"She hasn't changed. She's still as outspoken and confident as ever. It's just that I no longer have any reason to stand by her side..."

When Boster invited him to the party yesterday, he responded that he couldn't come because he was busy with the OWL exams.

So much so that his sudden appearance not long ago surprised Bulstrode so much that he had been looking at Pansy since he came in.

She and Adrian had been childhood sweethearts, but their relationship was not as strong as his chance encounter with Pansy.

This imbalance made her feel very unwilling, as if the relationship between her and Derian over the years had been useless.

However, what she couldn't accept was that even though they had broken up, Derian's eyes still didn't fall on her.

The bustling party became silent in her eyes, and her once burning heart gradually froze into ice. In that cold world, a flame of anger quietly ignited, gradually devouring her sanity.

Jealousy entangled her heart like a poisonous snake, dragging her into an endless abyss.

Her gaze involuntarily turned to Pansy, with a gleam of resentment in her eyes, as if she wanted to pour all her anger on her.

This interweaving of emotions made it impossible for her to control her emotions, and she could only let them spread in her heart.

Wuyou slightly closed her two fingers, green spiritual power overflowed from her fingertips, and in coordination with the magic formula she silently recited, she gently lifted the ice platform downwards, and the gorgeous dance skirt disappeared, turning back into an ordinary dress. The only thing that remained unchanged was her bright smile.

Furong looked at Wuyou in surprise and asked, "Do you also have Veela blood? How fascinating!"

Wuyou smiled and waved his hand in response: "No, it's just the dance that attracts people."

Qiu also smiled and nodded and said, "You are too modest, Wuyou. The Dunhuang Flying Dance you just performed is just like the fairy on the mural."

Lester laughed and continued, "It's called Dunhuang Flying Dance? No wonder I felt like Mavis was flying in the sky just now!"

Fleur smiled happily, "I'm so lucky that I have the opportunity to come to Hogwarts, otherwise it would be a shame to miss your dance performance tonight."

.........

The party continued until Filch came to warn them. It might be scary if one person got into trouble, but it would be fun if a group of people got into trouble.

The students rushed to their common room, leaving Filch's scolding behind, and pulled their friends around to laugh and run wildly.

In the chaos, Blaise kept protecting Pansy, and Derian couldn't even see her.

Wuyou ran to the lounge, let go of Theodore's hand, looked at Pansy beside him and laughed.

"Mavis, we really took a big risk tonight. Can you imagine Filch's face? It's as wrinkled as Merlin's socks, hahahahahaha!"

"That's right, he's going to be pissed to death tonight, hahahaha!"

Their pleasant conversation was interrupted by someone rushing in. Pansy frowned and looked over. Draco was standing at the door, cursing with messy hair and an unhappy look on his face.

"Are these people crazy? How dare they step on my feet! They should be given a few curses!"

Blaise narrowed his eyes and asked, "You...are not going to line up secretly, are you?"

Theodore chuckled and continued, "Look at the cake on his sleeves and you'll know that's the case."

Pansy laughed and teased, "I didn't expect that Master Malfoy would sneak out to attend the party? It's really beneath your status, isn't it? Don't you say you won't go to parties or dances without an invitation?"

Draco was speechless for a moment before retorting, "I didn't go. It's their loss that I wasn't invited! This cake stain was caused by a reckless idiot on my way back!"

Pansy sneered and nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, I don't know why you are wandering around outside so late at night."

Draco replied stubbornly: "Why can't I take a walk in the school? I'm not going anyway!" As he said that, he ran towards the boys' dormitory.

It was not until the familiar laughter in the lounge disappeared that Derian, who was standing at the door of the lounge, stepped into the place.

His steps seemed a little heavy, as if there was a heavy stone pressing on his heart.

Bulstrode sat quietly on the sofa by the fireplace, staring at Derian.

When he saw Derian coming in, he just stared blankly at where Pansy and the others were, then turned around and walked into the corridor of the boys' dormitory without looking back.

Bulstrode was sad that Adrian had no eyes for her, jealous that Pansy could enter his heart after just one encounter, and angry at herself for not getting what she wanted. Her complex emotions eventually condensed into resentment.

The resentment in her eyes spread from the depths of her heart, growing rapidly like a poisonous weed, tightly entangling her heart.

When Derian returned to the dormitory, his only roommate was still awake.

As soon as he came in, he asked, "Do you regret it?"

Derian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and replied, "I don't regret it. She looks fine now, and she will definitely be better in the future. I may not be worthy of Parkinson's even if I work hard for half my life. Being with me will ruin her future..."

Terence put the soft white snowflake into the book, put away the books on the table and said, "Life is short, why not give it a try? I am willing to bet everything for Mavis. If the result is always broken, I can tell myself that I didn't miss her for the rest of my life."