The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The music of the Weird Sisters is not very weird. On the contrary, it is a bit good, but it is not as good as the famous dance music.

There are many weird and avant-garde bands in the magical world. The number of wizards is small and their ideas are wild. They are not like Muggles. Music has always been a very personal thing for wizards. The exquisiteness and beauty of composition cannot be compared with the sophisticated mathematics. Logically verified Muggle music compared.

But everyone feels good. This is a slow and sad song, which is not suitable for this festive holiday, but the tune is beautiful.

The thin Harry looked like a big stupid bear, hugging the tall Parvati, and danced with ridiculous moves, more like spinning in circles. The cooperation between Hermione and Krum is very good. Cedric and Qiu Zhang were even more proficient. The young couple had secretly practiced it countless times in private.

Fleur was still alone. She stood alone. During the seven long seconds before the music started, she had been patiently waiting for Lind to appear. She had almost no doubt that he would appear.

But Linde didn't come.

What he said has weight, and its weight lies in the fact that such a proud person cannot lie, so what he said is the truth. There is only one person in the world who can make Linde dance willingly, and that person is not Fleur.

The silver-haired French beauty stood under her light. As a dancing warrior, she had to dance even if she was alone. Fleur slowed down a beat. In this fleeting beat, she hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should dance a pas de deux alone or dance a solo dance by herself.

Fleur recalled what she had said to Lind.

"That cat wanted to kill me, did you instigate it?"

"No, it's just that it holds a grudge. Cats are like this. Of course I don't want you to get hurt, but Black Cloak doesn't care about what I think. You have to teach me a lesson."

"So you have a disobedient cat. Aren't pets supposed to be loyal? Just like dogs, dogs are loyal, that's why they're cute."

While they were talking, Ah Fu was squatting next to Fleur's legs, and Linde was holding the black cloak in his arms, baring his teeth at the lazy cat.

Linde gently stroked the black cat's back. This action made Ah Fu feel aggrieved.

"Dogs are cute, but cats have no conscience. They usually eat and drink, but cats treat you as a servant. Once you stop feeding them, they will leave immediately. If you die in front of them, you will be eaten. Black Cloak wants to kill you not just because he has a grudge, he also thinks it’s fun.”

Fleur's expression changed, she was frightened by what he said.

Linde still smiled. He was an immortal god, so of course he didn't have to worry about being eaten by cats.

"But just because of this, the cat is very good. Whether it is cared for or not, it will find a way to survive. It is a heartless bad breed, but it is very courageous. And it is unfair to judge cats based on human morality."

"This is not good. I don't want to put in so much energy and end up raising a white-eyed wolf."

"Some parents see raising children as a business, and they have to pay back whatever they spend. Others see raising children as a responsibility, no matter how hard the day's work is, no matter how bad the mood is, see When you are a child, you will still be very happy. You don’t expect anything from them in return, but you are just grateful that they come into your life.”

Fleur was deep in thought, her cheeks turned red for some reason, and her eyes as she stared at Linde became as tender as honey.

He scratched the chin of the black cloak and asked with a smile: "Kid, don't think you need to rely on anyone to survive, okay?"

Fleur didn't remember her answer at that time.

Now she has the answer.

So she started dancing.

She was the one who attracted the most attention in the auditorium. Fleur stood alone in the spotlight, and the whispers around her never stopped. It was like the whole world was waiting to see her make a fool of herself. It was a wonderful sight to destroy beautiful things.

Ms. Maxim's expression was very dissatisfied. She said to Dumbledore: "You Hogwarts students have too high standards. You can't even look down on my Fleur."

The old principal asked in surprise: "Isn't it that your vision of Lotus is too high?"

"But this is the rule of the Triwizard Tournament. A warrior must have a dance partner."

"The rule is that there is a dance on Christmas." Dumbledore smiled, "Dance is older than language and younger than life. (From "The Secret Cult Simulator") Let her dance, the students will always surprise us."

Maxime had a stern face. She was worried that Fleur wouldn't be able to bear it anymore and would turn around and run away. Beauxbatons would be completely embarrassed.

Until the music started, her face moved slightly, and she saw the silver-haired female student starting to dance, so beautiful and wonderful, like a bouquet of summer flowers blooming alone in the melancholy music.

Fu Rong's solo dance was even more lively than the dance that confused the fire dragon on the field that day. Everyone looked at her in surprise, gradually forgetting their souls and losing their concentration.

Fred glanced at George, and the twin brother said, "I feel like a fire in my heart is going to explode!"

Hagrid touched his face. He was a man who kept magical animals, but he actually wanted to be an artist at this moment.

Someone joined the dance floor, and then more people, more and more people, the lights on the dome of the auditorium were turned on one after another, the candles in the room were brightly lit, and everyone, whether with a partner or without a partner, began to dance.

Mad-Eye Moody put his arms around Professor Sinistra, who taught astronomy, threw off his wooden prosthetic legs, and stamped on the floor enthusiastically.

Dumbledore and Madame Maxime seemed to be back together, holding hands and twirling around the dance floor.

Professor McGonagall pulled Professor Flitwick, the half-blood goblin's short legs kicked like the wind, and the older cat girl was trembling with laughter.

Gustav, who was invited to be a reporter, was pulled onto the dance floor by invisible enthusiasm. He danced a nonsensical and funny dance step, which once stole the limelight.

The always gloomy Slytherins smiled and were polite, and did not even mind dancing with other houses. Several male students without partners held hands. All the students became happy on the dance floor, and the professors also No matter how serious and scary it is.

Some people are not born to dance, such as Mr. Filch, the dormitory director. He huddled in the corner and couldn't help but nod slightly to the beat of the music.

In this castle where wizards gathered, there were two people who did not participate.

Linde had a big smile and happily commented on everyone's dancing.

"Look, Neville stepped on Ginny's foot for the third time, poor little girl. Professor Geller is a good dancer, and the old guy is really charming. He should dress up as a woman so that he can accompany Dumbledore... …”

Snape, who was sitting opposite him, snorted absently, his eyes searching for someone in the crowd intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw Ivana Collins and Jim Harker, the couple's double tango was harmonious and pleasant, he tightened his lips. The lips and eyes were so complicated that it was difficult to describe.

"Don't be so sad, Professor. You make us both look like wretches. But beforehand, I won't dance with you."

Snape couldn't help but roll his eyes at him when he heard this, his cheeks twitched and said, "I don't dance!"

Linde shrugged and smiled: "Merry Christmas."

The old bat was startled, and then said: "Merry Christmas."

A group of people has the excitement of a group of people, and two people have the happiness of two people.