The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The Triwizard Tournament lasts for a long time and requires a New Year's Eve in between. Due to the long journey, exchange students from friendly schools cannot return to their countries and have to stay at the host of the tournament. As a result, Christmas needs to be celebrated grandly. According to the convention of the competition, a dance will be held on Christmas Day.

Each participating warrior needs to invite a dance partner, who will start the dance and stir up the atmosphere.

The dance is only open to students in fourth grade and above, but younger students can also participate if invited by their senior partner.

The most exciting thing in school days is nothing more than the topics of love and love between boys and girls. To these children, a large-scale social event such as a dance party is undoubtedly a blatantly ambiguous behavior. Therefore, dance partners are also given more special meaning.

Therefore, students are all boring, especially junior students. They are usually startled when they see male and female wizards holding hands and promoting their underground love affairs at night talks in the dormitory.

In fact, Hogwarts' management in this area is quite loose, but the concept of marriage and love in the wizarding world is still relatively conservative. Even in medieval Europe, witches were regarded as synonymous with debauchery, but these were all Muggle slurs.

Wizards also have a sense of family, otherwise there would not be such a historical product as a pure-blood family.

Some wizarding families are almost as conservative as Muggle Christians.

Because of this caution and a little taboo color, love has become a very sweet fruit on campus.

When Lind was at school, most of his roommates were incompetent. Only Percy, who hooked up with the Ravenclaw beauty Penelope early on, and the other stupid straight men all knew what to do when they saw the beautiful witch. Hey, the giggling guy.

He was also single, but there was no shortage of female classmates around Linde who asked him about his welfare. He was just among thousands of flowers, not even a leaf touching him. Because of this, he is regarded as the light of humanity and a moral model by several single roommates, who unite with him to resist Percy, the traitor.

Perhaps it was because the single legend he left behind in the school was too loud. Since the end of the first competition on November 24, no one has invited him to be a dance partner.

That's good news for Lind, who actually doesn't like dancing either. Drax of the Guardians of the Galaxy once said that there are two kinds of people in the world, those who dance and those who don’t. Even when the music was inspiring and there were dancing people all around him, he wouldn't lift a finger.

So when the first girl came along to ask him to be his dance partner, he refused.

"Why?" Fleur Delacour put her hands on her hips, shook her brilliant silver hair, and tilted her head in question.

"I'm no longer a student."

"But even the professors will dance when the time comes. Everyone wants to dance. I invite you to be my dance partner, and we will lead the dance for everyone. How about it?" The mixed-race Veela carefully observed Lind's expression and her eyes. Like the facets of a gem, reflecting the bustling brilliance, the young and pretty face reminds people of everything related to spring.

"That's it, I'm not a dancer. Dancing doesn't suit me. My hands and feet are very stiff. I'm afraid it will hurt your toes if I step on them." Linde laughed and made a gesture like breaking a puppet.

Furong's eyes sparkled, and she said in surprise: "It's okay! That's even better, I can teach you! I'm good at ballroom dancing, tango, and Latin!"

Linde had no doubts about what this girl said. After all, she was a person who could perform magic through dancing. Her racial talent was obvious and she had a rich family heritage.

He was just troubled by the girl's reluctance.

If anyone in the world could convince him to dance, it was Millicent.

"Child, go find someone else." Linde smiled, raised his hand, and wanted to touch the girl's head. In his opinion, she was an underage child, very childish, but considering her self-esteem, he still wanted to touch the girl's head. With a fully developed body, he withdrew his hand so as not to appear frivolous.

As expected of a girl from France, Fleur quickly put her head into Lind's palm and held down his shoulders. Her movements were as obedient as a rabbit, but her eyes were more aggressive than a she-wolf's.

"De Lin, I will only recognize you. I have inquired, and you are the best fighter in Hogwarts."

"Dancing is not a wizard duel. Find someone who can dance." Linde rubbed Fleur's rabbit head and yawned lazily, "Let's go."

He turned around and left. Fleur behind him caught up and stopped him. She crossed her arms and said calmly: "You haven't explained what happened to that cat. That black cat suddenly appeared on the playing field, and then You came to save me, but actually you just wanted to stop the cat from killing me, right?"

Linde showed a surprised expression, "Are you really a genius? Yes, the black cloak wants your life. It is actually the god of death, and it is very cautious. However, I have warned it not to hit you again. Idea. So you are a blessing in disguise and your life span is one hundred and forty years longer than before. This is considered as compensation for you, okay?"

"Why one hundred and forty years?" Furong looked strange.

"Because you were originally supposed to get 44 points, but now you have lost 14 points. It's fair to exchange one point for ten years, right?" Linde answered seriously.

"Puch -" the silver-haired girl covered her mouth and laughed, "You are too serious, I was just joking. I was very scared that day, so I thought that the cat had ill intentions towards me. In fact, it was just the black cloak that ran to the field on its own. Right? I haven't thanked you for saving me yet. De Lin, how about I buy you coffee?"

"I'm not thirsty."

"Wait. Where are you going? Hey, De Lin, wait for me. I will make you agree to be my dance partner! I will definitely do it!"

The French beauty stood in the corridor of Hogwarts Castle and declared loudly. Ignoring the looks cast by the students passing by, she watched Lind wave goodbye without looking back and wrinkled her nose, like a Gallic rooster. chest left.

Word has spread that Fleur Delacour is looking for Lynd as her dance partner. At the same time, the other three warriors were also worrying about choosing their dance partners.

Cedric is the least of the headaches. He has a girlfriend, Cho Chang.

Krum couldn't make up his mind. His classmates were all rough guys, so he could only find a female companion at Hogwarts. He thought Hermione Granger was a very good girl.

Harry is also a person with no independent opinions. His parents are very sorry that this girl Fleur has taken a fancy to someone else and originally planned to set up a mandarin duck match for their son. When Harry learned that this unreliable couple had used this inexplicable reason to drag him into the competition, he was dumbfounded.

Sirius was handsome and charming when he was young, and he never lacked suitors. His advice to Harry was to be free in love and go as you please.

Harry thought about it and only remembered that Hermione had appeared in the illusion that Lind had shown him a few years ago. Her appearance was as delicate as a glass clock. Usually he actually ignored this companion who he got along with day and night. So he started watching Hermione more often.

Ron asked strangely: "Isn't it right? You want to invite her? Is it really true that the Daily Prophet told you?"

Thinking of Hermione, Harry felt irritated for some reason.

"Let's talk about it later," he muttered.