Harry Potter Platinum Glory

That night, Snape provided a large amount of food and drink for the Slytherin students, and Draco even asked Snape for fire whisky.

In the Slytherin common room, cheers and noise erupted again and again. There were hills of cakes on the tables and chairs, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer. Someone set off some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flickered in the air. Horn hung up several striking new banners, most of them depicting Augustus beheading the Hungarian Horntail.

After celebrating for a long time, Marcus took the golden egg that Augustus placed on the table, weighed it with both hands, and said:

"Come on, open it up and let's see what's inside?!

This was the highlight of the whole party. Everyone gathered together, and Crabbe and Goyle lifted his 673 steadily.

"I really want to see what's inside!" The little snakes responded one after another.

"Do you really want to open it?" Augustus asked with a smile.

"Want to see it!" Draco said impatiently, he seemed to be looking forward to it more than anyone else.

Augustus smiled mysteriously and said to his little cousin: "Then you can open it.

With Augustus' approval, Draco excitedly took the golden egg. Using his fingernails, he dug into a groove in the golden egg and pried it open.

It was empty and empty - but the moment Draco opened it, a terrifying, high-pitched scream filled the room.

"Close it!" Alice cried, covering her ears with her hands.

Seeing the little snakes couldn't take it anymore, Augustus laughed (bhci) and locked the golden egg.

"What's that?" Alice asked, staring at the golden egg, "like the cry of a female ghost—"

The crowd had a heated discussion, and no one could convince anyone.

Seeing their heated discussion, Augustus shook his head and walked out quietly. He also wants to accompany the girl who has been worrying about him all day.

Hermione sat alone in the Room of Requirement, her hands folded in front of her chest. Occasionally, the wood in the stove cracked, and she stared at the stove with a blurred gaze.

Her mind is now full of Augustus's dreamlike performance during the day, slaying the dragon with one sword, just like the hero in the epic.

But while the girl was proud, she was also a little disappointed, because, from the end of the game to the present, she hadn't been able to say a word to Augustus.

She saw Augustus with Fleur, with Penello, but didn't come to her...

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help feeling a little sad, if only the senior belonged to her...

Just when Hermione was dreaming and melancholy, a pair of warm hands suddenly hugged her from behind!

"what--!

In Thursday's Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall always had a thoughtful look, and she didn't announce the matter until the end of the class.

"I have a few words for you all."

As the students watched, Professor McGonagall said:

"The Christmas ball is coming up - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Well, the ball is only open to 4th graders and up - but if you like, A junior student could be invited—

Hearing Professor McGonagall's announcement, the girls' eyes suddenly lit up.

They looked at the boys around them, and in the end they all set their eyes on the expressionless Augustus with some dreamy anticipation in their eyes.

No matter in terms of strength, appearance, background, or temperament, there is no one in the school better than His Royal Highness the Slytherin prince. For these ordinary girls, Augustus is simply the perfect dream lover.

Although many girls have not even been able to summon the courage to go up and talk to Augustus for so long, but now, as a warrior to participate in the dance, Augustus must have a female companion, although the odds may be one in ten thousand , But after all, there is still a chance. If he can be selected, he will not only be able to stand out in front of all the girls in the school, but if he can develop, I am afraid that in the future, it will be as dazzling as an ugly duckling transformed into a swan.

This fairy-tale temptation touched the girls' hearts like poppies.

"Put on your gowns," Professor McGonagall continued. "The ball will be in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas night and end at twelve o'clock at midnight. Listen—"

Professor McGonagall wanted to add something, but was embarrassed to find that almost all the girls in the classroom didn't pay attention to her anymore. The girls' eyes were all turned to Augustus, who was sitting in the center with a calm expression.

Brothers, ask for some flowers and a monthly pass!