Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Generally speaking, when young people attend the dance, they always go to their favorite male and female children. Of course, if you want a special Christmas ball today, many junior students will also look for a partner in the “can participate”.

But don’t forget, since ancient times, the dance is a social etiquette activity in a broad sense. There are many reasons for holding a dance party, and the reason for choosing a dance partner is different.

Today, Marx made a move that surprised all the young wizards, but in the eyes of the older, it turned into a warm picture.

Ok, actually, maybe, maybe, maybe — or “slightly” there are some visual impacts.

At this moment, the walls of the auditorium were covered with shiny silver frost, the starlight night sky on the ceiling, and hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and ivy wreaths.

The four house tables in the middle were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns, and each table was sitting with ten people.

However, Marx did not squint. He ignored all the shocking sights he had thrown at him. He walked smoothly with his dancers through the champions who were kneeling at the door and calmly walked to the center of the auditorium.

“That’s… Did I read it wrong?” Harry glanced at Parvati, who was close to him, and couldn’t help but turn his eyes back to Marx and his partner.

Standing at Krum’s side, Hermione did not hide the shock from her heart. She even unconsciously released the arm of Krum’s arms.

Even Snape, standing next to the main guesthouse, was stared wide-eyed, and his movements had frozen.

For a time, the originally lively auditorium became audible.

“cough cough – Severus.”

Dumbledore coughed and reminded the next Snape.

“Cough, um…” Snape twitched his mouth, then cleared his throat, “champion admission!”

Harry, they finally returned to sobered up, and together with their respective partners, they walked in two or two teams. They sneaked in, and moved toward the referee group to sit in the main guest seat.

Until then, the people in the auditorium remembered it and should applaud now.

The champions came to the front of the main table, and Dumbledore stood up. He just smiled and couldn’t see much expression on his face.

On either side of Dumbledore, Professor Orson looked like a toothache; Madam Maxime looked carefully at Marx’s special partner.

Only Ludo·Bagman is still the same.

He was wearing a gorgeous purple robes tonight with large yellow stars on it. At this moment, he was slapping hard, and it looked quite excited.

It is worth mentioning that the three champions, and their respective partners, did not dare to stand side by side with Marx. After all, the deterrent power of his partner to other champions is too great…

“Do you do this right, McLorne?” Marx’s ear came with a serious and calm voice that seemed completely unmoved by the strange eyes around him.

“I feel very good…” Marx was equally calm, “Professor McGonagall.”

Yes, that’s right! Marx’s unexpected dance partner is the Hogwarts’ Deputy Headmistress, the Gryffindor’s head, and the normal transfiguration class Teacher, Professor Minerva McGonagall!

Today, our beloved Professor McGonagall is wearing a plain red tartan robes, decorated with a circle of ugly garlands on her hat, as she usually looks flat in front of her face.

“Please take a seat, and have a good time dancing after dinner!” Dumbledore stretched out his hand and took the lead to sit back in his chair.

Until now, Harry noticed that Mr. Crouch did not come today. Sitting in the fifth seat next to the table is Percy Weasley.

The champions and the dancers went to the table, and Percy pulled open an empty chair beside him and turned his gaze from Professor McGonagall to Harry. Harry understood what he meant and sat down next to Percy.

Professor Marx and Professor McGonagall sat on the other side next to Madam Maxime.

Golden light There is no food in the shiny plate, but everyone has a small menu in front of them. Most of the young wizards picked up their menus and looked around. There was obviously no waiter.

I saw Dumbledore looking at his menu carefully, then facing his plate, very clearly said: “Pig chops!”

The pork chops appeared on his plate immediately. The young wizards immediately realized that they had imitated and ordered the food they liked on the plate.

Then they used the food as a life-saving straw and ate it.

Marx’s dance partners are so shocking that they haven’t been completely spirally recovering now!

“Mr. Mr. MrLorne, you have something to say to me…” Professor McGonagall calmly ordered the food, and then he picked up the knife and fork and cut it gracefully, whispering, “Can you talk about it now?”

When Professor McGonagall spoke, Marx was still looking at the menu. After he heard the question from Professor McGonagall, he shook his head slightly.

“In fact, there is no major event…” He said casually, “as I said at the Halloween party – no matter which school I belong to, I can’t erase the time I spent at Hogwarts. My precious friends are still my friends; and the Teacher who inspired me magic will always be my Teacher…”

“Professor McGonagall, I think…Inviting my transfiguration class Teacher to dance a song, should this be nothing wrong?”

Professor McGonagall’s eyes flashed a bit, and she seriously nodded.

“McLorne, you can think so, I am very happy. I don’t know what you are planning, but I have to remind you – at least I am standing on the Hogwarts side forever. I don’t want one day, We use wand to point to each other, it will be the most painful thing I can meet… Can you understand?”

Professor McGonagall’s tone was not so strong, but the imperfections contained in it made Harry slowly stop the knife and fork in his hand.

“Professor McGonagall, Marx He… Hey!” Harry just opened his mouth and was seated by Hermione, who was not far from him, under the table.

He quickly leaned down and stared at the face of his calf, and he groaned with a grin.

“Of course, I can understand that feeling–” Marx calmly nodded at Harry, and continued to Professor McGonagall. “I didn’t mean to be right with Hogwarts, at most…”

He glanced at Dumbledore and said, “I just want to let Professor Dumbledore give me an account, for the original thing.”

Dumbledore looked at Marx with sorrow, but didn’t speak.

“Steak,” Marx said, setting the menu aside and picking up the knife and fork.

At this time, Professor McGonagall also looked at Dumbledore – she had actually asked it many times, but Dumbledore never gave a clear answer.

She now looks at Dumbledore for a while, and finally puts her gaze back in the plate in front of her.

“Speaking, these words are usually ok?” Professor McGonagall asked. “Why are you waiting today? Someone is waiting for you, I believe you should know, McLorne?”

Hermione heard this sentence, although her expression did not change, but her right hand trembled a bit, and the knife in his hand “creak” cut into the plate.

But Marx didn’t even notice it. He smoothly discharged a small piece of cow that had been cut into his mouth. The mouth of the juicy and juicy beef was melted, and he couldn’t help but blink.

When the beef in the mouth slipped into the belly, he answered the question from Professor McGonagall.

“Really, we are still young, we have a lot of time to do what we have not done yet – we can miss, regret, think, and try to recover, this is the benefit of youth.” He said, ” But – maybe a little polite, but as a wizard, we shouldn’t avoid it -“

“I want to say… Professor McGonagall, you are no longer young. And as a student of you, if you can’t save your impression of me now,…what can be expected in the future? ?”

Speaking of this, Marx suddenly squeezed a smile, he said playfully: “Not to mention, in the past, you are the genius young girl who made the whole Hogwarts proud! Not only became the chairman of the Prefect and Girls Students Association, but also in the OWLs. And newts got the top scores of ‘excellent’ in the whole subject; as for ‘Transfiguration Today’, the most potential newcomer’, not to mention -“

“A dancer like you, I can’t find another one anymore – isn’t it?”

Professor McGonagall blinked and blinked. She didn’t expect Marx to know so carefully, and she said the same to her in public.

“This old thing…and what it does…” Professor McGonagall couldn’t help but scream and whisper.

Marx’s call made the atmosphere on the table a lot more active. The young wizards whispered to each other’s companions, and Madam Maxime, who was sitting on the other side of Marx, began to talk to him.

Krum looked very happy because Hermione finally spoke to him – from the beginning to the present, they haven’t talked a word yet!

“Ah, we also have a castle. I don’t think it’s big here, it’s not as comfortable here,” he said to Hermione. “We only have the 4-Layer floor, and it only fires when applying magic. But our venue is better than It’s spacious here – but the winter is so short that it can’t be played on the field. In the summer, we are outside the Mobiliarbus every day, flying over the lake and flying over the mountain range -“

He said, suddenly paused, then took a look at Marx.

“But there have been a lot less people in Mobiliarbus recently, because McLorne always carries a group of people to play rock on the open space outside the castle…”