Chapter 181 The Legendary Beautiful Girl Genius

Generally speaking, when young people go to dance parties, they always go for the boys and girls they like. Of course, considering today's special Christmas ball, many junior students will also look for a dance partner for "being able to participate".

But don't forget that since ancient times, dance parties have been a kind of social etiquette in a broad sense. There are many reasons for throwing a dance party, and there are even more reasons for choosing a dance partner.

Today, Maca made a move that surprised all the little wizards, but in the eyes of those elders, it turned into a picture full of warmth.

Well, in fact, maybe, maybe, maybe - it is still "slightly" more visually impactful.

At this moment, the walls of the Great Hall were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night, and there were hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy.

Gone were the four college tables in the middle, replaced by a hundred small, lantern-lit tables, each with a dozen or so people seated.

But Maca didn't look sideways. He ignored all the astonished and inexplicable sights cast on him, and walked steadily with his dance partner, passing the warriors who were stunned at the door, and calmly walked to the center of the auditorium.

"Is that... am I wrong?" Harry looked at Parvati next to him in horror, and couldn't help turning his eyes back to Maca and his dance partner again.

Hermione, who was standing beside Krum, made no secret of the shock she felt in her heart. She even unknowingly let go of the arm that was hooking Krum's arm.

Even Snape, who was standing next to the guest of honour, stared wide-eyed, his movements froze.

For a while, the originally lively auditorium became audible.

"Ahem—Severus."

Dumbledore gave a dry cough and reminded Snape who was beside him.

"Cough, um..." Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, then cleared his throat and said, "Warriors enter!"

Harry and the others finally came to their senses, and they lined up two by two with their partners and walked in. They filed in and walked towards the guest seat where the referees sat.

It wasn't until this moment that the people in the auditorium realized that it was time to applaud.

The warriors came to the front of the guest table, and Dumbledore stood up, he just smiled, without much expression on his face.

On both sides of Dumbledore, Professor Orson looked like he had a toothache; Mrs. Maxim carefully looked at Maca's special partner.

Only Ludo Bagman remained the same.

He was wearing a rich purple robe tonight, with big yellow stars on it. At this moment, he was clapping his hands vigorously, and looked quite excited.

It is worth mentioning that none of the three warriors, nor their respective dance partners, dared to stand side by side with Maca. After all, the deterrence that his dance partner brought to other warriors is too great...

"Is this appropriate, McLean?" A serious and calm voice came from Maca's ear, as if he was completely unmoved by the strange eyes around him.

"I think it's pretty good..." Maca said calmly, "Professor McGonagall."

Yes, that's right! Macanna's dance partner, beyond everyone's expectations, is Minerva, the vice-principal of Hogwarts, the dean of Gryffindor College, and the teacher of Transfiguration that the students respect and fear on weekdays. ·Professor McGonagall!

Today, our beloved Professor McGonagall is wearing a plain red tartan robe, with an ugly thistle garland on the brim of her hat, looking straight ahead with her usual sullen face.

"Please take a seat, you won't have the strength to dance after dinner!" Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and then sat back on his chair first.

Harry hadn't noticed until now that Mr. Crouch wasn't here today. In the fifth seat at the table was Percy Weasley.

As the warriors and their partners approached the table, Percy pulled an empty chair beside him and looked away from Professor McGonagall to Harry. Harry understood what he meant and sat down next to Percy.

Maca and Professor McGonagall sat beside Madam Maxim on the other side.

There was no food yet on the shiny golden plates, but there was a small menu in front of everyone. Most of the little wizards picked up their menus and looked around - obviously there were no waiters here.

I saw Dumbledore carefully looked at his menu, and then said very clearly to his plate: "Pork chops!"

Pork chops appeared on his plate immediately. The little wizards suddenly realized it, and followed suit one after another, ordering their favorite food on the plate.

Then, they took the food as a life-saving straw and buried themselves in eating.

Maca's dance partner is so shocking, they haven't fully recovered yet!

"Mr. McLean, you said you have something to tell me..." Professor McGonagall calmly ordered the food, and then picked up the knife and fork to cut gracefully, and said softly, "Can you talk now?"

When Professor McGonagall spoke, Maca was still looking at the menu in his hand. After he heard Professor McGonagall's question, he shook his head slightly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal..." He said equally casually, "As I said at the Halloween banquet—no matter which school I belong to now, it can't erase the memory I spent in Hogwarts. My precious friends are still my friends; and the teacher who enlightened me in magic will definitely be my teacher forever..."

"Professor McGonagall, I think... there should be nothing wrong with inviting my Transfiguration teacher to dance with me?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes flickered, and she nodded seriously.

"McLean, I'm very happy that you think so. I don't know what you're planning, but I have to remind you—at least I'm always on Hogwarts' side. I don't Hopefully one day we'll point our wands at each other and that'll be the most painful thing that ever happened to me...do you understand?"

Although Professor McGonagall's tone was not very strong, the determination contained in it made Harry and the others slowly stop the knives and forks in their hands.

"Professor McGonagall, Maca... oh!" Harry had just opened his mouth when Hermione, who was sitting not far from him, kicked him from under the table.

He quickly bent down, clutching the facing bone of his calf, grinning his teeth in pain.

"Of course, I can understand that feeling—" Maca nodded calmly at Harry, and then continued to Professor McGonagall, "I don't mean to be against Hogwarts, at most..."

He glanced at Dumbledore and said, "At most, I just want Professor Dumbledore to give me an explanation, for the incident at the beginning."

Dumbledore looked at Maca brightly, but didn't speak.

"Steak." Maca said, put the menu aside and picked up the knife and fork.

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

She looked at Dumbledore for a while now, before finally returning her gaze to the dinner plate in front of her.

"Speaking of which, it's okay to say these things in normal times, right?" Professor McGonagall asked, "Why do you have to do it today? Someone is waiting for you, I believe you should know, McLean?"

When Hermione heard this sentence, although her expression didn't change much, her right hand trembled suddenly, and the knife in her hand "creaked" and cut onto the dinner plate.

But Maca didn't seem to notice it at all. He smoothly put a small piece of steak into his mouth. The tender and juicy beef melted in his mouth, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

He waited for the beef in his mouth to slip into his stomach before he answered Professor McGonagall's question.

"To be honest, we are all still young, and we have a lot of time to accomplish what we have not had time to accomplish - we can miss, regret, think, and try to recover. This is the benefit of being young." He said, " But—maybe it's impolite, but as wizards, we shouldn't shy away—"

"I want to say...Professor McGonagall, you are no longer young. And as one of your students, if I can't restore your impression of me 'now'... Who can predict what will happen in the future Woolen cloth?"

Speaking of this, Maca suddenly forced a smile, and he said playfully: "What's more, back then, you were a talented girl who made the whole Hogwarts proud! Not only became the prefect and the president of the Girls Student Council, .Ls and s got the top results of 'excellent' in all subjects; as for the 'Most Potential Newcomer Award of "Transfiguration Today", let alone—"

"I couldn't find another as suitable a partner as you—couldn't I?"

Professor McGonagall blinked her eyes in embarrassment. She didn't expect Maca to know such details, and she even told her everything in public.

"This kind of old thing... why mention it..." Professor McGonagall couldn't help blushing, and complained in a low voice.

Maca's call made the atmosphere on the table much more lively. The little wizards all whispered to their companions, and Mrs. Maxim who was sitting on the other side of Maca also started talking to him.

Krum looked delighted that Hermione had finally spoken to him - they hadn't had a word in the beginning!

"Ah, we have a castle too, I don't think it's as big or as comfortable as this one," he said to Hermione. "Ours only has four floors, and it only lights up when you're casting a spell. But our grounds are much bigger than this." It's roomy here—but in winter the days are too short to play on the grounds. In summer we're out flying every day, over the lake, over the mountains—"

As he spoke, he paused suddenly, and then glanced at Maca. ) Download Free Reader!!