The auditorium was noisy.

The walls were covered with glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky. Snowflakes fell from the sky and disappeared before landing on their heads. Hundreds

of flower fairies were flying in the sky, scattering handfuls of colorful paper scraps.

Felix stood at the door and looked around. The four college tables were gone. Instead, there were hundreds of small tables with lanterns, and a dozen students sat at each table.

In front of the auditorium was a long rostrum where the referees of the competition sat. On both sides of the rostrum were two symmetrical staff tables for Hogwarts professors and other guests from afar to sit.

In front of the rostrum and the staff tables were two spacious round tables for the warriors.

Bagman and Percy walked to the podium side by side, while Felix came to a staff table and sat between Snape and Professor McGonagall. Snape was still wearing his black robes, while Professor McGonagall was wearing a red plaid robe with a wreath of thistles on the brim of her hat.

"Minerva, what a rare outfit," Felix joked, "Severus is the same..."

Snape looked at Felix, watching him flip through a small menu on the table with interest, and said slowly, "I don't remember you learning to dance when you were in school. Maybe you can come with me to tour the castle later?"

"Oh, don't be so disappointing." Professor McGonagall said.

Felix turned the menu in his hand to the back and stared at the names of the desserts on it. "No problem, but I want to try this first." He pointed to a line of small words and said.

"Opera?" Snape glanced at it and commented, "Too sweet."

"Well named." Felix said with a smile.

After staying for a few minutes, Professor McGonagall stood up and left. "I'm going to organize the warriors to enter." She said, holding up the peaked hat on her head, and strode to a corner of the hall.

In an open space near the door of the hall, the warriors and their dance partners stood together. Professor McGonagall was explaining to them the precautions for entering the hall: "Wait a little longer, when the people in the hall are almost all here, you will line up to enter, warriors and dance partners together. You have to go through the entire hall from the left aisle, and finally turn a corner to sit at the big round table on the right side of the podium. Do you understand?"

At this time, Harry and Ron hurried in from the hall. Ron finally changed into his new robes in the bathroom, and they hurried to the direction of the podium.

"This way! Potter, Weasley." Professor McGonagall shouted loudly.

Harry and Ron froze in place, turning their heads woodenly to look at Professor McGonagall with a stern expression and the warriors who were gathered together. They were also looking at the two of them. The burly warrior Elifendi from Vagado was much taller than Krum next to him, and the equally tall Nona Labbert stood on the other side like a little bird.

Harry and Ron lowered their heads and walked back. When they passed Draco Malfoy, Draco shouted loudly: "Potter, Weasley, did you forget the time while practicing your dance steps?"

His dance partner Pansy Parkinson made a series of "tsk tsk" sounds to cheer.

Harry glared at them. Draco Malfoy was wearing a high-collared black velvet robe, which made him look like a country parish priest. Harry secretly despised his aesthetics. The two walked to the end of the warrior team. The Patil sisters hugged their shoulders and looked at Harry and Ron dissatisfied.

Professor McGonagall strode over and said quickly, "Line up, both of you! No, I don't mean you stand together," she looked at Harry and Ron with a headache, "Stand side by side with your partner, God, you don't understand what partner means, do you?"

She walked forward and separated Harry and Ron, one in front of the other, and then she looked at the Patil sisters with a hesitant expression. She couldn't tell which was which for a moment, so she simply ordered, "Stand next to your partner, girls. You need a little tacit understanding... Frankly speaking, it's a bit late to say this now."

Professor McGonagall quickly went to the front of the team again, and they could barely hear Professor McGonagall's weak voice: "This... Mr. Elifendi, please stand in the team, you are too close to Mr. Krum. Mr. Krum, where is your partner?"

"She's on her way." Krum said in a low voice.

Professor McGonagall didn't look very happy, and she confirmed, "Are you sure she won't miss the time? If necessary, I can find a temporary replacement..."

"No, thank you." Krum said gloomily.

Harry and Ron were looking around at the end of the line. Ron said in disbelief, "I can't believe Krum doesn't have a partner! He's a big star, which girl would refuse? Oh, no, Harry, block me..."

He bent his knees slightly and hid behind Harry because Fleur Delacour was looking back. She was wearing a silver-gray satin robe and looked stunningly beautiful. Next to her was a tall and handsome boy. Harry had some impression of him. He should be a seventh-year Slytherin student and the head boy of the student union.

Ron didn't stand up until Fleur turned around.

"It's not your fault, she is really beautiful." Harry said impartially. When Fleur invited Cedric in the hall two days ago, Ron seemed to be possessed by a demon and went straight up to invite Fleur to be his partner. As a result, he failed as expected.

After that, Ron kept avoiding her and has not recovered yet.

At this time, a beautiful girl in a flowing light purple-blue robe walked into the hall and passed by Harry and Ron. She came to Krum and spoke quickly, as if apologizing for being late, but they were at the end of the line and it was difficult to hear the voice at the head of the line.

"Oh, sorry, Krum... I had prepared it a few hours in advance... but... I didn't expect the return gift from the Niffler... it was too surprising..." "

Niffler? You mean the magical animal that digs holes in the soil to dig out gold coins? Did it send you a gift?" Krum's deep voice was very recognizable and it reached Harry and Ron's ears.

"Valen doesn't dig holes in the soil! Oh, Valen is its name... Yes, it did send me a gift... I think it might be because I gave it a Christmas present first... Maybe Professor Hep also helped to choose it..." the girl explained.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"That voice sounds a little familiar." Harry said uncertainly.

"She also mentioned Valen and said that Valen sent her a Christmas present. Is that possible?" Ron looked at Harry hesitantly.

"If I heard correctly, she was the first to send the gift... Valen just returned the gift... Wait, I think I know..." Harry's speech became slower and slower, and his eyes moved from the girl in the flowing robe to Ron.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and said in unison and in great surprise: "Hermione?" This guess made them unbelievable. They never thought that the beautiful girl more than ten feet away would be the person they were most familiar with.

Harry stared at the back of the girl. She didn't look like Hermione at all. But if it was true, she must have done something to her hair. It was no longer messy, but smooth and shiny, and tied into an elegant bun at the back of her head.

At this time, Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the team and said to all the warriors standing at the door: "Please prepare yourselves, ladies, take the arms of men, and enter as I said before."

The team began to move forward. Harry and Ron wanted to confirm whether Krum's partner was Hermione, but they both felt their arms being pulled. They turned their heads and looked at their respective partners -

the Patil sisters holding their arms, with bright smiles on their faces. Parvati fiddled with the gold bracelet on her wrist vigorously, lifted the pink skirt with her other hand, and whispered: "It's our turn." Then she dragged Harry forward.

The warriors walked into the hall in two rows and passed through the gaps between the small tables. The people in the hall clapped enthusiastically, Fred and George whistled loudly, and Harry's nervous mood calmed down a little. They walked around the hall for a while and sat down in order at the two large tables in front of the podium.

Their seats were very unique, with one man and one woman sitting in between. Everyone was dressed up, and Harry found that many familiar faces were more handsome and beautiful than usual.

Especially Hermione.

Harry finally decided on Krum's dance partner. Although he could only see her profile, he was too familiar with Hermione. However, when she took off the several large books she carried with her in the past, her temperament completely changed, and he didn't recognize her for a while.

At this time, Hermione also noticed their gazes, turned her head, and waved to the two of them across a table. Harry couldn't help laughing. Hermione's iconic big buck teeth were too conspicuous, and he couldn't think of anyone else.

Hermione had complained to them before that her parents, who were dentists, were reluctant to associate the words "tooth reduction" with magic, and she had never found a chance to get Madam Pomfrey to agree to fix her teeth.

...

The warriors were the last to enter - when they were seated, the dinner naturally began. Harry stared at the empty golden plate in a daze. He looked around and saw Dumbledore carefully looking at his menu, then said to his plate very clearly: "Pork chop!"

The pork chop appeared immediately.

The students suddenly realized and picked up the small menus to choose their favorite food.

Not far from Harry and the others, Roger Davis was sandwiched between Collins and Fleur, with a dilemma on his face. Fleur was criticizing the decoration of Hogwarts to him and the Slytherin boy student union president.

"That's nothing," she said disdainfully, looking at the star-lit walls surrounding the hall. "At Beauxbatons Castle, our hall is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas. Of course, they don't melt... The food is also top-notch. We also have the choir of mountain fairies, who serenade us while we eat..."

The expressions of the male student union president and Roger Davis next to her were becoming more and more intoxicated. Harry guessed that they didn't hear what Fleur said at all. When Davis stroked her hair with a fork, Collins next to her snorted heavily.

He tried to smooth things over, hesitating and saying, "I think both schools have different beauties. There are giant squids in the Black Lake at Hogwarts. In the summer, you can swim in it and pretend to drown, so that the giant squid will come to save you; and Beauxbatons, I mean... Although I haven't been there, I can tell how beautiful it is just by listening to Fleur's description."

As a result, he offended two girls at once. Collins and Fleur turned their heads away, which made Davis a little embarrassed.

Collins moved her chair outward, leaned over from the next table, and whispered to Ron, who was closest to her: "Have you solved the secret of the golden egg?"

"What?" Ron asked dully. He was staring at Krum and Hermione - they seemed to have resolved the misunderstanding and were chatting well.

When he came to his senses, he saw Collins staring at him fiercely. His body went cold and his mind tried hard to recall the question just now: "Well, not yet, but soon, maybe in the next few days."

Collins showed a doubtful look, and she quickly said to Ron, "...if...try the water..."

"What did you say?" Ron didn't hear clearly and asked hurriedly, but at this time Dumbledore stood up with a goblet, and Collins moved the chair back.

"What did she say, did you hear it?" Ron asked his nominal dance partner.

Padma rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "I don't know."

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of a fork hitting the glass penetrated the noisy hall and landed accurately in everyone's ears. Everyone quieted down and looked at Dumbledore on the podium.

"Students, please stand up. I need to move your tables to make room for the dance floor." He said with a smile.

Then he waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the wall, leaving a vacant space in the middle. The students stood with their dance partners. Harry noticed that Parvati's arm was around his arm again. He tried to struggle twice without leaving any trace, but failed.

Then Dumbledore cast a spell to create a long and narrow stage on the right side of the hall against the wall. On it were a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello and several organs.

The lights around the hall were completely dimmed, leaving only the dance floor in the center brightly lit.

"Students, professors, and foreign guests - enjoy the wonderful music!" Dumbledore said happily, opening his arms. At this time, the Weird Sisters rushed onto the stage together, and the audience burst into thunderous applause. Dumbledore put his left hand

behind his back and extended an invitation to Madame Maxime with his right hand. The two slid into the dance floor and danced to the soft and soothing music.

Felix was very glad that his seat was close to the steps and was not within the range of being moved. He sat firmly in his chair and watched with interest as the Weird Sisters in strange clothes picked up their instruments and turned to the last page of the menu.

"Opera." He pronounced clearly.

The next second, a delicate and tempting chocolate and coffee frosting cake was placed in front of him. He raised his fork and immediately noticed a stern look.

"Do you know what you should do at this time?" Professor McGonagall said with pursed lips.

Felix was stunned for a moment, looked around, "Oh..." He stood up and bowed slightly, and asked politely: "May I have the honor to dance with you, ma'am?"

"Of course." Professor McGonagall smiled and stretched out her hand, "Put away the fork in your hand, Felix." She whispered.

The two walked towards the dance floor.

At this moment, Felix's mind was running at high speed, and everything in the hall turned into slow motion - he could see Dumbledore holding Madam Maxime's hand, the tip of his pointed hat just touching her chin; Mad-Eye Moody dragging Professor Sinistra, and seeing Professor Sinistra's expression like an unfortunate dark wizard who was arrested, and he also saw Ludo Bagman bending down with great effort to invite Professor Sprout...

He used the magic of mind acceleration to the extreme.

Everything that happened in the hall was reflected in his mind. Basic postures, dance steps, hand-holding movements, matching beats... When he walked the dozen steps from the staff seats to the dance floor, he had gone from a layman to a newcomer on the dance floor.

"Waltz, Minerva?" Felix asked, flicking away a flower fairy that flew down from the ceiling, and the unfortunate little guy stumbled and landed on Harry's shoulder with a stiff expression.

"Of course." Professor McGonagall said.

The two danced gracefully. Felix continued to absorb the essence of everyone's dance moves while moving his feet. He unexpectedly discovered that Dumbledore was the best dancer.

As expected, age is an advantage. Felix's mind was full of this strange thought.

A few minutes later, the dance ended. Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "So you can dance, and you dance so well. I thought you were unfamiliar with this."

Felix wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace. "I really didn't practice much before." He looked in the direction of Snape who was standing at the edge of the venue. His black robe had disappeared.

The weird sisters in the corner played another cheerful dance music. "Continue?" He asked politely, and saw Hagrid swallowing his opera cake in one gulp and walking towards Madame Maxime who had separated from Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall smiled, "It seems that you are not familiar with these things. You can't spend the whole dance on one person. The good girls are waiting."

"What?"

Professor McGonagall took two steps back. At this time, a beautiful girl suddenly appeared. "Professor Hep?" Bethenny blinked and looked at him expectantly, so Felix extended his hand and made an invitation gesture. Bethenny agreed happily.

The style of the dance music changed completely. Felix had to speed up his mind and try his best to catch the movements of others. After a few seconds, he skillfully led Bethenny to dance happily on the dance floor, drawing a long and beautiful trajectory.

When the song ended, Bethenny's face flushed.

She tiptoed gently and whispered, "You danced really well. In addition... thank you for saving me." The corner of her mouth gently touched Felix's cheek.

Bethenny floated away.

He raised his head and found Fleur standing in front of him, "Are you good at this song?" Fleur asked mischievously. At this time, the performance of the Ancient Sisters changed to a more lively and jumping polka.

Felix: "...Of course."

After exchanging seven or eight partners, Felix found that the person in front of him had changed to Hermione.

"Oh, Professor, I saw it from the side. You danced really well."

"Thank you, more than one person said so."

Felix said, he silently counted down the new song of the Weird Sisters. When the music sounded, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally took turns and finally didn't have to think fast.

He strolled and turned in the dance floor with ease and grace.

At the edge of the dance floor, Seamus and Dean sat at the table, eating dessert by themselves. Seamus stared and said, "I didn't expect that Professor Hepp was good at so many dances... He should have stayed on the field the longest, right?"

"Yes, how did he do it?" Dean was also surprised.

"Who is the girl dancing with him? Is she a student of Beauxbatons or Durmstrang?" Seamus asked with narrowed eyes.

"What are you looking at? She is Hermione!" Dean said loudly.

Seamus stared at Dean, who pointed at the dance floor: "Look at her big buck teeth, so obvious..."

In the middle of the dance floor.

Hermione bit her lip and whispered: "Did you know that Valen gave me a Christmas present?"

"Yes." Felix said.

"Was it your idea?" Hermione asked sharply.

"Of course not," Felix didn't quite understand what she meant, and explained: "I was opening gifts and writing letters during the day. It was almost evening when I found out that you actually prepared a gift for Valen. It felt very happy. No one else remembered to give it a gift except me, so it sent a return gift..."

"But the gift is too precious!" Hermione said.

"Precious?" Felix laughed, "No, Granger, it's just a souvenir. I studied it and there is no possibility of repairing it."

"Really..." Hermione lowered her head and thought about it.

At this time, the ring on Felix's left hand began to buzz and vibrate, and he frowned.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Hermione asked carefully.

"Someone should want to contact me." Felix said calmly. At this time, the song came to the end. Felix led the last fixed movement and left with Hermione.

Others came over, their faces eager to try. "Sorry." Felix declined.

He nodded to Hermione and hurried away, holding a copper knut between his fingers. It was paired with the hot knut he gave Dobby. Whenever Dobby was going to report on his work, he would inject magic into it to notify him in advance.

But this time, the coin was so hot that he wondered if it was going to melt.

Felix quickly walked out of the hall and came to the courtyard. "Shh!" With a light sound, Dobby's figure suddenly appeared. He looked very flustered, and his big eyes were full of fear.

The most important thing was that he was carrying a fainted house-elf on his back.

After confirming that Dobby was okay, Felix felt a little relieved. Then he half-knelt down and looked at the house-elf brought by Dobby. In his eyes, this should be a female house-elf.

"What's going on, Dobby?" he asked softly.

"Dobby doesn't know! Dobby just wanted to invite friends to spend Christmas. Dobby knew that Winky had an owner, so he chose a very late time. They should all be asleep. Dobby knew that her owner was not in good health..."