HP's Wretched

In the classroom that was usually full of tables and chairs, now there are only one or two rows of stools placed by the wall.The Slytherin students all sat upright against the wall one by one, and everyone dared to speak, because their most respected headmaster——Professor Snape, was standing straight with a black face In the empty place of the room, he is going to give the students a special class-ballroom dancing class.

No need to guess, Snape was forced by that bad old man Dumbledore.

Immediately after the first game of the Triwizard Tournament was over, Dumbledore began to make arrangements for the Yule Ball.Other issues such as ballroom layout and band arrangement are trivial matters, but the most important thing is actually the dance teaching of the students of the four colleges.

So, as expected, it was allocated to the deans of each college, and by the way, each of them was assigned a teaching assistant to play music.

As for Head Slytherin's teaching assistant arrangement, it was the most depressing thing for Snape.It has to be said that Dumbledore is a very bad old man. He not only ignored Snape's request for Filch, but also arranged for Flott, who wanted to see Snape's excitement the most.

At this moment, Flotte was standing near the door, guarding the record player beside her, with a malicious smile on her face, staring at the girl in the middle of the room without even bothering to hide it. Look at Snape, it's only a matter of the Muggle idiot cameras recording Snape's every move today.Seriously, Flott had never been so supportive of Dumbledore's decision.

Snape's serious eyes scanned the students sitting against the wall, his voice was extremely severe, his face was ashen, as if what he was going to teach was not dancing, but killing: "Remember, I will only teach you once! Please use Use your normally inactive heads to remember it for me, don't get on stage and jump around like a clumsy troll."

The Slytherin students nodded obediently, and no one dared to say a word of nonsense.

Snape looked at Flott, intending to signal her to play music, but just as he turned his head, he met Flott's expression of watching the show. Snape, who was originally upset, now felt He became even more depressed, and couldn't help but want to rush over and throw Flote out of the classroom.

This is the umpteenth time Snape has scolded Dumbledore in his heart for being unkind. He would rather bring Filch with that annoying cat than Flotte, who likes to join in the fun. .

Of course Flott received Snape's eye signal. If eyes could kill, Flott would have died a thousand times.In order to watch the show for a long time, Flotte decided it was better to keep a low profile, so she quickly hid her smile, pretending to be serious and professional, and then gently put the jumper on the record player.

After a while, melodious music began to reverberate in the classroom. It was supposed to be a dance song that needs to be listened to quietly with eyes closed, but none of the students present were willing to close their eyes and enjoy it, because their eyes were fixed on the center the Dean.

The beautiful music didn't dispel the depression in Snape's heart at this moment, he raised his hand a little stiffly, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching.Although dancing was a compulsory subject for every Slytherin, to hold a breath of air and teach in full view, for Snape, it was more uncomfortable than digging out his bones.

Flotte beside the record player, of course, stared at Snape's movements intently, for fear of missing the slightest bit of Snape's stiff movements.Flotte has tried very hard to control her expression as serious as possible, but seeing Snape's ashen face being forced to hug the air and dance a beautiful waltz in front of a bunch of students, Merlin, she really I couldn't control the corners of my mouth that turned up.

With a sliding step, Snape's face turned towards Flott's direction, and to his surprise, he had a panoramic view of Flott's contorted face.Snape narrowed his eyes and stopped dancing.Well, in this case, it is better to die together.

Snape turned to his classmates again, and said with a smirk: "Ballroom dancing is the cooperation of both men and women. I can only dance men's dance steps. Girls may not be able to learn the essence, so I will find another girl to demonstrate."

Hearing what Snape said, Flotte's expression of watching the excitement froze on her face, and she had a sudden premonition in her heart that she didn't want to read the matter. She seemed a little too gloating just now...

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Flott, who was standing beside the record player, who could no longer smile, and continued to smirk.Flott's remorseful expression made Snape's depressed heart a little bit happier.He said in a low voice, but with a slight tone: "Everyone turned to look at your Professor Luster, and laughed from ear to ear when he saw other people dancing. Why don't you just invite you to be an example for girls? I won't make things too difficult for you, Professor Luster."

You are the most naked embarrassment!Flotte murmured in her heart, but she was not willing to be caught like this, she had to struggle again: "...I am not unwilling, but I am the one who plays the music. If I go, who will play the music? Are you right, Professor Snape?"

Snape sneered, he guessed that the other party would say that, so he had a countermeasure: "Mr. Malfoy, I believe you should know how to use the record player."

Draco, who was sitting in the very center of the first row, straightened his back immediately when he heard that he was being called.He turned his head and quietly looked at his godmother, sure enough, Flotte was giving him eyes, but...

Draco swallowed, looked at Snape and said, "It will work."

I'm sorry godmother, but it's scarier for the dean to get angry.

Snape nodded in satisfaction, and arranged: "Professor Luster, now you should rest assured that your position will not be vacant."

You don't need to look at it to guess that Flotte's eyes at this time can be full of resentment. Just half a minute ago, she was watching a play, and now... tsk tsk tsk, if she doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Flott suppressed her desire to roll her eyes at Snape, reluctantly walked to Snape's side, and then took the hand that was invited by the other party.

It's true that Flotte hasn't danced for a while, but the memory in her bones will never be forgotten, not to mention that she hasn't danced with Snape, so the cooperation between them can be regarded as a tacit understanding.However, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, Snape obviously did not intend to let go of this dance partner who likes to go to the theater to eat melons.

"Although at the ball, boys are the lead dancers, girls should also pay attention to their own rhythm." Snape did not forget the task of teaching today, and his next sentence also showed that he also did not forget the rhythm Flott's task, "So everyone, please pay attention, don't be like Professor Luster, the rhythm is entirely up to the man to lead."

"What's wrong with my rhythm?" Flotte lowered her voice and asked Snape at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"No problem, just find a case for the students, Professor Luster will definitely not mind, right?"

Flott glared at Snape fiercely, looking for a case, why did she still treat her as a negative case?Can't bear it!

Flotte put a hand on Snape's shoulder and pinched Snape in retaliation.

Snape's expression didn't change, but as if he had grasped something, he started teaching again: "Dancing is a kind of elegant communication, so you don't need to be too rigid in your body movements, especially the hand of a lady on a man's shoulder, don't be too rigid. Use force, otherwise it will convey your inexperience and nervousness, are you right, Professor Luster?"

Flott also pulled a smirk back, and said softly: "Professor Snape really likes dancing, this theory is really logical."

Snape coughed lightly, and the velvet-like voice replied word by word: "Professor Luster, it's not bad."

Flotte lowered her head and glanced at the high heels she wore today. They were very good, with hard soles, pointed toes, and high heels. They were absolutely suitable for stepping on people!

However, Flotte forgot about her own size and the long legs of the 1.8-meter-tall Snape, and the steps of the two were not in the same class at all.

Of course, the Slytherin students sitting below could see the undercurrent surging under the two professors, but there was a surprisingly tacit understanding and no one opened their mouths to discuss it.After all, it's good to eat melons quietly, so why mess with them.

Snape was stepping on the dance point while avoiding the pointed heels that Flott deliberately stepped on. Whenever Flotte was about to touch the point of music and stepped on it, he was either guided by Snape to turn in a circle, or was led by Snape. The 1.8-meter-tall one was lifted up and put down.So until the end of the teaching, Flotte didn't take advantage of it.

She hates it so much... Why didn't she like drinking milk back then?

……

Not two days after the dance teaching, Flotte found that the students' homework level has been declining in a straight line these days, but it's no wonder that they didn't even have a small note in class today. How could they still have it after class? In the mood to do homework?

However, everyone who knows this situation knows that Flotte did not show mercy to these appalling papers, but just when she was about to leave a chic "T" on them, the guardian portrait in her office spoke.

"Professor Luster, your student, Miss Granger, has come to see you. Will you allow her to come in?"

"Let her in." After Flotte finished typing that "T", she raised her head and looked at the next class.

It wasn't the first time for Hermione to come to the Ancient Rune Office, so she entered the room very familiarly, and said to Flott, "Professor, I want to borrow some books from you."

"What book do you want to borrow?"

"There are books about house-elves, and I've read all the books in the library."

Why a house elf again?Flott remembered that when she asked Hermione last time, she was reading this kind of book: "I have it on my bookshelf, you can find it yourself, but why are you interested in this recently?"

Hermione thought about it, and said, "I want to form an association."

"Association? What association?"

"Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights, or SPEW for short."

"The House-Elf Rights Association." Flotte muttered, "This is not an association that is easy to integrate. After all, the servility of house-elves has been cultivated for hundreds of years."

Hermione nodded and said, "I know about this professor, but it doesn't mean that they will be treated inhumanly. I just hope that they can live a better life."

"The idea is good, but the implementation is not easy."

"That's why I started to collect all kinds of information, trying to find a way from the books." Hermione used magic to take all the books she could use from Flott's bookcase.

Flotte looked at the thesis in her hand, couldn't help sighing, and then said with emotion: "If my students like reading as much as you do, then their thesis won't be such a virtue. Not sure, just thinking about the prom. Hey, by the way, which lucky boy is your dance partner?"

Hearing Flotte's sudden question, Hermione, who was originally happily holding the book, suddenly became cloudy: "I don't know either."

"What? Both Ron and Harry are inviting you, don't you know who to choose?"

"It would be great if they were like this. In the end, no one came to invite me, and they were going to laugh at me. But I don't need them either!"

Flott raised her chin and looked at Hermione curiously: "Someone invited you?"

Hermione nodded and said, "Yes, it's Viktor Krum from Durmstrang School."

Flotte is very impressed with this name, isn't this one of the players in the Triwizard Tournament, a very good boy.However, Hermione's expression told Flott her hesitation, "You don't want to agree?"

"Nor...no, Ron admires Krum very much, and he is indeed excellent..."

Flott frowned, is this boy okay, what does it have to do with that Weasley?Could it be...Flott tried to speak: "You originally wanted to wait for Mr. Weasley to invite you, didn't you?"

Hermione quickly shook her head and denied, "No, absolutely not."

This reaction, tsk tsk tsk, must be it.But it's also weird, when they and the teachers were gossiping all day long, they really discussed this troublesome trio. Everyone guessed that Hermione might get closer to Harry, but the feelings Things are really unpredictable...

The author has something to say:

Dancing and twirling and holding high, it's perfect, hehehe