Chapter 833 Private Ball

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Dear Mr. Maca McLean:

Oh, although we work together at Hogwarts and see each other several times a day. But at this time, I still hope to use a formal invitation to express my sincerity.

In fact, I would like to invite you to my personal ball at 7:00 pm on weekends in the small hall on the first floor of East Fort. In this dance party, I will prepare some gadgets that can make everyone happy, so that everyone can temporarily get rid of the pressure of daily life and study, and enjoy every minute and every second of rest time.

Of course, if any of your friends would like to join us, as the host, I would be very happy to do so!

Well, yes! Having said that, with the wisdom of Mr. McLean, I must have understood my little intention.

In fact, I also want to take advantage of this dance party to try a few good ideas I came up with and see if they will have satisfactory live effects.

Finally, look forward to your reply!

Your friend,

Horace Slughorn

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This is the personal invitation that Maca received two days ago.

Even though both of them are professors in the same school, the fat old man still likes to send invitations and letters.

Since Maca often replies and refuses for something, now this guy even writes longer and longer invitations, obviously hoping that Maca can show his face more in his private events.

But to be honest, Maca really has some expectations today.

After all, this old man with a wide social circle usually has good ideas when holding events, and there is no repetition. If he can come up with some novel, interesting and eye-catching tricks this time, when the event is officially opened to the public, it will also bring a special favor to guests other than Hogwarts.

The sky has gradually darkened.

"Ginny, did you go and buy a velvet too?"

In the corridor, Luna looked at the pink fur ball on Ginny's shoulder with great interest, with a soft smile on her face.

It can be seen that the cattail is like a tennis ball with hair. It just lay there lazily, with a pair of small, shiny black eyes embedded in the fur and moving around, looking very cute.

However, Maca doesn't like these little guys very much.

Back then, Luna stuffed him with plush fluff, but he woke up because their tongues blocked his nostrils, and he couldn't breathe well.

Fortunately, at least Maca hasn't come over yet.

"Oh, yes!" Ginny stretched out her hand to touch the fluffy little guy, and said with a smile, "Puffles are very docile, easy to raise, and very comfortable to touch."

But at this moment, Ron, who was following the two of them, suddenly approached Harry, and added in a low voice:

"The most important thing is that it's cheap."

Of course Ginny heard it, so she immediately turned her head and gave her brother a look.

"At least it's more expensive than a mouse!"

"I'm raising an owl now!" Ron immediately argued.

Seeing this, Harry had to pat Ron to signal him to stop talking, lest Ginny would be upset again.

On the other hand, Hermione didn't have much interest in these. She was comparing the clothes on herself and Luna, and after thinking about it for a while, she nodded secretly as if confirming something.

The costumes of the girls today are very good.

Luna is a silver cake dress with sparkly sequins. This kind of color can't be controlled by ordinary people, but on Luna's body, it looks rather eye-catching.

And Hermione is wearing a light gauze dress with off-the-shoulder. The simple sewing design gives her a sense of floating that she doesn't usually have. It must be very good to dance.

As for Ginny, the light yellow dress is naturally inclusive and can bring a little noble atmosphere to people - at least Harry seems to appreciate it very much.

"Have you heard? Slughorn invited Scrimgeour tonight..."

Seeing Hermione mentioning this suddenly,

Everyone cast suspicious glances one after another, not knowing what she was going to say. Luna blinked her eyes, as if thinking of something.

"Is that Rufus Scrimgeour?" she said gravely. "A vampire! He's actually a vampire - Dad told me he wrote a long article when Scrimgeour first took over as Minister for Magic, But as soon as that issue of "The Quibbler" was released, someone from the department came to ask him not to ship the remaining orders!"

Having said that, Luna spread her hands in a serious manner.

"You say, is the Ministry of Magic guilty—they are afraid that Dad will tell the truth."

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head subtly.

"I think the Ministry of Magic is scruples about Maca, or they would have brought the rumor-mongering Mr. Lovegood to the Ministry for review."

But Maca shrugged.

"Don't tell me, I don't know anything."

Several people were talking casually, and it didn't take long before they arrived at the door of the small hall where the dance party was held.

Slughorn's private activities are still very popular among students, and both boys and girls like to relax in the evening on the rest day.

And tonight, there were a lot of people gathered at the door... especially the girls whose relationship was not good enough to receive the invitation. Most of them were waiting to see if any boy could lead them in.

If you don't come in, maybe no one will kick you out, but it's still a very bad manner.

A few of them passed through some crowds and came to the door, and they could already hear the sound of laughter and music coming from inside, and of course there were also many buzzing and enthusiastic conversations.

There are already many people inside.

"Should we wait here first? Maca probably hasn't come yet..." Ron asked casually.

However, Hermione simply waved at him.

"It's okay for us to go in first, but for you—" she pointed to the surroundings, "I suggest that you'd better invite a girl first."

As Hermione spoke, she reached out to take Luna's arm, and then pointed to the pair of Ginny and Harry.

"Look, we're not even going to dance with you, I guess you'll have to think about your partner."

"Oh...can you not be so direct?" Ron sighed bitterly, then walked to the side helplessly, "Yes, I understand, I'll go discuss it with them..."

This time, the decoration in the small hall looks a little colorful, and if you look at it objectively, there is even a little bit of "bloated". But the temperature has dropped sharply recently, but such an embellished environment can make everyone feel warm.

Thick curtains are hung on the ceiling and the walls on all sides, and the representative colors of the four colleges are all available, regardless of each other.

In the center of the small hall hung a huge golden lampshade that was as tall as a person, and soft light radiated from the shade. From time to time, one or two light sources would emerge from the cracks in the top of the lampshade, flying and circling over the small hall.

If you look carefully, you will find that those light spots are actually little fairies. If you have to say, they are actually one of the guests tonight.

Of course, they were more like ball decorations brought in by Slughorn.

And the brisk musical instruments are softly echoing from every corner of the hall, and no one has discovered where they come from.

As soon as he entered, Harry found that Scrimgeour was obviously not the only adult wizard invited today. Among those standing and talking, he had seen at least five or six middle-aged men and women who were not Hogwarts professors.

Suddenly, Harry heard Hermione beside him snort suddenly. He immediately followed the latter's line of sight to the other side.

Those were hardworking house-elves. They were walking back and forth between the countless calves, with their hands raised high, and the gleaming silver dinner plate in their hands was strenuously lifted to the top of their heads.

"Oh, my little gentlemen and ladies, here you come!"

During the event, Slughorn has always been watching all directions and listening to all directions. Not long after Harry and the others entered the door, he immediately spotted the figures of several people, and walked over hurriedly.

"Welcome, come in! You..."

Slughorn was talking, and suddenly glanced behind them, as if looking for something. Seeing this, Hermione immediately knew that the fat old man must be looking for Maca.

"He won't come in a while, we came first."

"Really?" Slughorn nodded knowingly, "That would be great! You don't know, your Professor McGlane is too busy, I always have a hard time getting him to join us Small event."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his golden-red embroidered robe, and raised his somewhat sparse eyebrows.

"Well, come on! Let me take you to meet everyone... By the way, I think you will like Elder Walpole, who is also a former student of mine-of course, and the special presentation he brought today. My friend Bloody, a vampire!"

"Oh, there are really vampires..." Harry couldn't help muttering under his breath.

In ancient times, vampires were sometimes easily recognizable. Especially during the day, since most of them hide and sleep in dark places when there is sufficient light, once you see them during the day, you can probably see the tiredness of lack of sleep on their faces.

But tonight, this vampire nun is tall and thin, but still has obvious dark circles under his eyes. I don't know where he went surfing during the day, so that he was still sleepy at night.

And his friend Walpole, a short man with glasses...

Well, not only the vampire Cindy looked sleepy, but even Mr. Walpole next to him seemed to be dozing off. It was as if, if anyone handed him a pillow, he could fall asleep on the spot.

"Drowsiness is contagious." Luna suddenly approached Hermione's ear and said softly.

And at this moment, the door of the small hall was pushed open again, followed by Maca's figure appearing there.

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