HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Because of that article, Skeeter was not only fined by the Ministry of Magic, but also demoted and dismissed for two and a half years.

This incident made many people in Hogwarts applaud, because after Skeeter came to Hogwarts, she made up a lot of gossip about many people, and no one liked her very much.

After a period of peaceful life, something much anticipated finally happened: the ball for the Triwizard Tournament was scheduled for December 12th!

This means that students in grades 4 and above will not go home because everyone is looking forward to the dance.

This morning, the fourth-year students at Hogwarts were all learning dance. Professor McGonagall divided the students into two teams of men and women, standing on either side of the spacious classroom to listen to the lecture.

"…The Christmas Ball has been a traditional event since the inception of the Triwizard Tournament. On Christmas Eve, we will dance with our guests and relax for a day.

As the host, I hope everyone can show your grace and etiquette. I say this because the party needs you to dance! "

As soon as Professor McGonagall mentioned dancing, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed. Draco said with a proud and disdainful look on his face: "What's so surprising about this? We knew it a long time ago!"

Blaise on the side glanced at him and shook his head, saying helplessly: "I really miss when Mavis was by your side, because if she was here I wouldn't have to think about how to answer such childish questions like yours."

Pansy guessed from looking at the people opposite her that the childish Draco was showing off that he had known about the Christmas ball a long time ago.

Seeing Blaise giving her a helpless look, Pansy couldn't help but smiled and tilted her head to whisper to Wuyou: "Mavis, look at them, I dare say that childish Draco must be showing off again!"

Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and nodded, then looked forward again. Pansy thought Wuyou was listening to Professor McGonagall, so she frowned and said nothing.

But in fact, if she looked carefully, she would find that Wuyou's eyes were not focused on Professor McGonagall.

Wuyou was immersed in her own thoughts at the moment. As early as last night, she had explained to Professor Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore that she needed to go home.

For her, the Christmas holiday after this class means she has to go back to Changsun Mansion for marrow cleansing.

Marrow cleansing is like a complete rebirth. It is a method that cultivators will only use when there is a conflict between the golden elixir and spiritual power, or when injuries have caused serious obstruction of spiritual power.

The reason is that activating the marrow cleansing array not only requires the assistance of high-level spiritual tools, but also consumes a lot of energy.

These are not difficult tasks for large clans, but they are extremely difficult for Wuyou.

Because she is a person who is extremely afraid of pain, it can even be said that there is no other cultivator in Ziyun Tianzong who is as afraid of pain as she is.

This was also the reason why Luo Yunchi and Mo Changqing were worried about her when she was forming the golden elixir.

If you must say, in fact, the entire Ziyun Tianzong knows that she is most afraid of pain.

When she was young, she practiced martial arts with other disciples and was always the one who cried the most fiercely. Although she cried every day at the beginning, she never relaxed at all.

The sight of her insisting on practicing while crying left a very deep impression on the peak masters.

At first, everyone thought it was just because she started practicing earlier than other disciples.

However, when they learned that she would still cry secretly when she was injured or fell, they realized that she was indeed more afraid of pain than most people.

Therefore, the peak masters often teased her and said, "Oh, Wuyou is so afraid of pain, what are you going to do on the long journey of cultivation in the future?"

Whenever Wuyou heard this, he would answer calmly, "What are you afraid of? I can get over it by crying. Anyway, I can hold on!"

However, although the peak masters like to joke about this matter, when handling her affairs, they often consider how to avoid causing her pain.

Because of the marrow washing, Wuyou has been absent-minded for several days.

For example, now Professor McGonagall has asked everyone to stand up and prepare to dance, but she is still sitting there blankly, not knowing what she is thinking.

It wasn't until Pansy patted her on the side that she suddenly reacted and stood up.

Pansy looked at her strangely and asked, "Mavis? What's wrong with you? Why do you always look so uneasy lately?"

Wuyou rubbed his temple in distress and replied, "I have to go home after this class. I have something important to do."

"What is it? Is it difficult?"

"No, I'm just a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"I...ah, it's nothing, it's not difficult, I'm just afraid."

Pansy was confused by Wuyou's answer. She didn't understand why she should be afraid if things were not difficult.

But their conversation was interrupted as Professor McGonagall asked the students to start dancing.

Waltz is a dance that is very familiar to children from pure-blood families like them.

So when other students were studying by stepping on each other, a few of them had obtained Professor McGonagall's permission to help correct the other students' movements.

Draco held his forehead in disbelief and pleaded with Mo Changqing and Luo Yunchi, "For Merlin's sake, can you be more graceful? Don't slouch like a troll!"

When the two of them once again stiffly stepped on the wrong foot and raised the wrong hand, Draco took a deep breath, stroked his chest and said, "If you insist on putting yourself through this kind of humiliation, I really can't do anything about it. The dance you two are doing doesn't seem like something a human can do. It's like some kind of magical animal?!"

Wuyou walked towards them with a stifled smile, patted Mo Changqing and Luo Yunchi on the shoulders and consoled them, "Forget it, you two. Perhaps your talents are all in swordsmanship, so lower your expectations a bit and just remember the moves and get by."

Draco nodded speechlessly and said, "Oh my God, for the sake of my heart, I'm going to grab Blaise and Pansy now to teach you the second half of the dance!"

After Draco went to arrest Pansy and Blaise, Mo Zhangqing asked again: "You really don't want us to go with you? Do you know that marrow cleansing..."

Wuyou interrupted him and replied with a smile: "That's why I don't want you to accompany me. Please let me cry for a while. I can't cry if you are here."

Mo Changqing wanted to say something but Luo Yunchi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, I got it. We'll see you when you come back!"

Maybe because Blaise and Pansy have better tempers than Draco, Mo Changqing and Luo Yunchi learned the second half of the dance quite well.

Wuyou sat on a stool nearby, seemingly watching the two people practicing dancing, but in fact her mind had already drifted away.

Theodore doesn't like dancing, so he has been sitting here quietly since just now.

Draco came here with Wuyou. He kept muttering all kinds of little things to Wuyou. Although Wuyou answered every one of them, he was absent-minded in his answers.

Draco was silent for a while and then said directly, "Mavis, don't watch them dancing. Let me tell you something."

Wuyou nodded absentmindedly and looked at him. Draco looked at Theodore on the other side of Wuyou and asked, "If Theodore and I both invite you to be our dance partner, who will you agree to?"

Wuyou was puzzled for a moment, then he looked at the two of them with wide eyes and said in surprise: "Ah? You two invited me? Are you kidding?"

Draco frowned and asked, "We are serious. Why do you think we are joking?"

Wuyou looked at Theodore beside him in doubt, but Theodore smiled and nodded, admitting, "Yes, seriously."

Draco shook Wuyou's hand and asked, "So who do you want to promise?"

Wuyou opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, then answered distressedly: "But... I promised Cedric to be his dance partner half a month ago."

Wuyou's answer not only surprised Draco, but also Theodore showed a hint of surprise.

Draco frowned and asked in surprise: "Half a month ago? How did he know? You...you actually agreed to him?!"

Wuyou nodded apologetically and said, “He said that he found out about the Christmas Ball project when he looked up information about the Triwizard Tournament, so he invited me.

Anyway, I'm not quite sure about the situation at that time. Anyway, I agreed to him. To be honest, I can't remember it at all.

But at least I made a profit no matter how you look at it, after all, there are only four warriors!"

Theodore looked into Wuyou's eyes and asked, "Is the reason you agreed to this because he is a warrior?"

Wuyou thought for a moment and replied, "No, it's mainly because I've caused him a lot of trouble, so I can't refuse him from the bottom of my heart. Besides, it's just a dance, so there doesn't seem to be any reason to refuse him, right?"

Theodore smiled and nodded and said, "After you finish dancing with him, can I invite you?"

Wuyou nodded without hesitation and replied: "Of course, it's just a dance, and I have no reason to refuse you!"

Draco swallowed back his words that wanted Wuyou to break the contract with Cedric, and took Wuyou's hand and said, "If that's the case, you have no reason to reject me either!"

Wuyou nodded, looked at the two of them and asked with amusement: "When did I ever refuse your invitation to dance? Why are you so weird?"

Draco snorted and turned his head to groan, "I don't know what's wrong with you? Why are you so slow?"

Theodore shook his head slightly and replied, "Maybe it's because this time is special."

Wuyou saw Draco turned his head away, so he turned around and listened to what Theodore said. The noisy noise around him covered up the truth he was muttering.

Hearing what Theodore said, Wuyou smiled and nodded, and remembered that he had not told them that he was leaving soon, so he said, "By the way, I will go home for a few days after class, and I will come back to see you in a few days."

Draco rejoined the conversation and asked, "What are you going back to do?"

Wuyou raised the white jade bracelet on his hand and shook it, then replied, "Remember what happened in Hogsmeade that morning? I'm going home to solve that problem once and for all. My brother is waiting for me."

There was a flash of worry in Draco's eyes. Wuyou squeezed his palm and comforted him, "Don't worry, Draco. I just need to sort out the spiritual power in my body. I will be back soon. There is really no danger this time."

It was the same words again. She said the same words when she entered the secret realm, but later she was almost killed by a sudden accident.

Maybe it was because of this that Draco always felt that what she said this time didn't seem to work.

Perhaps he was used to it, this time Theodore did not feel lost when he looked at their clasped hands. Wuyou turned around and saw that Theodore was staring at his and Draco's hands in a daze.

After hesitating for a moment, Wuyou let go of Draco, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you, Theodore? Are you worried about me too?"

Theodore nodded silently before looking up at Wuyou.

Looking at the disappointment and worry in his eyes, Wuyou couldn't help but feel shocked, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have always ignored many of Theodore's feelings.

Even though they were all friends, he always seemed to pay more attention to Draco, Pansy and Blaise.

Perhaps because Theodore was too quiet, I subconsciously ignored his deep needs.

In any case, Wuyou felt a little guilty at this moment, but when she wanted to comfort him like she did to Draco and the others, she suddenly hesitated.

Wuyou's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, and finally landed on his arm, patted it gently and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Draco looked at her hand on Theodore's arm, and unconsciously squeezed his own hand. He suddenly thought with relief, "It looks like Mavis and I are closer!"