Chapter 623 Dance

Percy was wearing a new navy blue gown, and he had a smug, pretentious look on his face.

Irving stared at him for a while, wondering why Barty Crouch didn't come? !

Ron was surprised, too, and sat down hesitantly when he saw Percy pull away an empty chair beside him.

"Why are you here?" Ron asked in a low voice.

"I've been promoted!" Percy said pretentiously, in a tone that made one think he'd just been elected supreme ruler of the universe, "I'm now Mr. Crouch's personal assistant, and I'm here on his behalf. ."

"Oh, then why didn't he come?" Ron continued.

To be honest, he wanted to get out of here, and he didn't want the whole party to hear Percy nag endlessly about the thickness of the bottom of the cauldron.

"I'm sorry Mr Crouch is in bad shape, very bad. He hasn't been right since the World Cup. It's not surprising, the work is so hard. He's not as young as he used to be, though, of course. , he's still very good, his mind is still as sharp as ever. But the World Cup was a terrible failure for the whole Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Crouch was misbehaving because of his house-elf, Winky or something, and he Personally emotionally stimulated. Naturally, he fired her right after the fact, but alas, as I said, he's old and needs to be taken care of. I think since the house-elf left, he Found out that the comfort of the home has plummeted. Then we had to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and the aftermath of the World Cup, and that nasty woman named Skeeter spread rumors everywhere! Alas, poor man, he was quietly He's in so much need for a Christmas break. I'm glad he knows he has someone he can count on to take care of things for him."

Percy said a lot in one breath, and Ron didn't listen to a word, just annoyed.

She looked up at Hermione again, as if she had just met her, and he realized that Hermione was so beautiful!

Ron was a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but wonder if Hermione or Fleur were his dance partners.

"So Mr. Crouch doesn't call you Weatherby anymore?!" he asked subconsciously.

"Listen, Ron, you did a great job this time around, being a warrior and getting honor for your family and yourself!" Percy said, not answering Ron's question, "You have to be ready, first. There is an accident in one game, and Mr Crouch and the department have absolutely taken special measures for the second game to ensure that nothing is lost."

"What?!" Ron turned his head to look at Percy, wondering what the special measure was.

"I can't say, this is top-secret news, you'll know when the time comes!" Percy said triumphantly, "By the way, have you figured out the meaning of the golden egg?"

"It's still early, if you don't want to tell me anything, don't tell me!" Ron retorted.

Because of the Triwizard Tournament, he'd had Percy's appetite for a whole summer vacation.

Now that he has no interest in continuing to listen to him, his attention has returned to those beautiful girls.

Meanwhile, Irving and Hermione are discussing why Percy is here.

There was no food yet on the shiny golden plates in front of them, but each had a small menu in front of them.

"Strange, I didn't see the waiter!" said Harry, unsurely picking up his menu and looking around.

"It's very simple, you just say what you want to eat!" Ai Wen looked at the menu and said.

Just then, everyone saw Dumbledore take a close look at his menu.

Then, facing his plate, he said very clearly, "Pork chops!"

The pork chop appeared immediately, and the others at the table suddenly realized that they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on the plate.

The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became warm, and everyone was chatting happily.

At the table directly across from them, Hagrid was waving to everyone.

He put on the ugly fluffy brown suit again, looking terrifying.

Then, they saw that Hagrid quickly turned his attention to the chair of the chair.

There, Madame Maxime waved to Hagrid, her opal drink glistening by candlelight.

The conversation naturally shifted to Hagrid and Lady Maxime, and Beauxbatons.

Gabriel told everyone about what Beauxbatons looked like at Christmas, "At this time of year, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures of different shapes, they don't melt, they look like giant diamond statues, in It's sparkling in the auditorium. And by the way, there's the Mountain Fairy Choir, who serenaded us while we ate, and

After more than half an hour, when everything was finished, Dumbledore stood up and asked his classmates to stand up too.

With a wave of his wand, he swishes some of the tables to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle.

He made a high stage again, attached to the right wall, with a drum set, a few guitars, a lute, a cello, and some organs.

At this time, the eccentric sisters flooded the stage together, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

They were all particularly thickly haired and wore black robes that were deliberately torn.

They took up their instruments, and they were all staring at them with interest, almost forgetting what to do next.

Just then, the lanterns of the other tables went out, and the four warriors and their dance partners all stood up.

"It's time to dance!" Everyone was looking forward to it. This was the highlight of the dance.

Ron looked so nervous that when he stood up he stepped on Lavender's robes and nearly tripped.

At this point, the Weird Sisters played a slow, sad tune.

The warriors entered the brightly lit dance floor and began to dance gently.

The four warriors vary in their level of dancing, the best being Fleur and Roger Davis.

The two of them looked very experienced, and Davis stared at Fleur with a fascinated look on his face.

This is really, just another stupid guy who is bewitched by Veela blood.

Beside them, Cedric and Qiu danced well, and they must have practiced secretly.

Qiu wears a set of cheongsam with oriental characteristics, which is very amazing.

He and Cedric moved to the rhythm, dancing gracefully in the center of the venue.

Compared with these two pairs, Krum and his dance partner are slightly worse, mainly because Krum's movements are not very coordinated.

And he seemed a little absent-minded, always looking off the field.

As for Ron and Lavender's performance is even more unsatisfactory, but not as bad as imagined.

Under the control of Lavender, the two of them slowly circled in place.

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