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Dear Mr. Marca McLean

Oh, although we work with Hogwarts, we meet several times a day. But at this time, I still hope to use a formal invitation to express my sincere heart.

In fact, I'd like to invite you to my personal dance in the small hall on the first floor of the East castle at 7 p.m. on the weekend. In this dance, I will prepare some gadgets that can make you happy, so that you can temporarily get rid of the pressure of daily life and study and enjoy every minute and every second of rest.

Of course, if you have any friends who want to join us, I will be very happy as the organizer!

Well, by the way! At this point, Mr. McLean's wisdom must have understood my little intention.

In fact, I also want to take advantage of this dance to try some good ideas I came up with and see if they will have satisfactory on-site results.

Finally, I look forward to your reply!

Your friend,

Horace Slughorn

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This is the private invitation Maka received two days ago.

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

Since Maka often refuses to reply to something, now the goods even write more and more invitations. It is obvious that she hopes Maka can go to his private activities and show her face more.

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

After all, this old man with a wide circle of communication is usually creative when holding activities, and he doesn't bring heavy samples. If he can come up with some new, interesting and eye-catching tricks this time, the event will be officially opened to the public at that time, which will also bring a special favor to guests outside Hogwarts.

It was getting dark.

"Ginny, did you buy a dandelion, too?"

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

It can be seen that the dandelion is like a hairy tennis ball. It was lying lazily, with a pair of dark shining small eyes embedded in its fur. It looked very cute.

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

At the beginning, he was stuffed with PU Rong by Luna, just because his nostrils were blocked by their tongues and his breathing was not smooth.

Fortunately, at least Marca hasn't come yet.

"Oh, yes!" Ginny reached out and touched the furry little guy and smiled. "Pu Rong is very gentle, easy to feed, and very comfortable to touch."

But just then Ron, who was behind them, suddenly came up to Harry and whispered:

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

Of course Ginny heard it, so she immediately turned her head and stared at her brother.

"At least it's more expensive than mice!"

"I have an owl now!" Ron immediately defended.

When Harry saw this, he had to pat Ron. Ron motioned him to stop talking so that Ginny wouldn't be unhappy again.

On the other hand, Hermione was not very interested in these. She was now comparing her clothes with Luna's, and after a little thought, she secretly nodded as if she had confirmed something.

Several girls are dressed very well today.

Luna was a silver cake dress with some glittering sequins. This color can't be controlled by ordinary people, but on Luna, it looks like a bright feeling.

Hermione was wearing a shoulder length gauze dress. The simple sewing design made her feel more floating than usual. It must be very good to dance.

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

"Did you hear that Slughorn invited skinger tonight..."

Seeing Hermione suddenly mentioned this, everyone threw a puzzled look. They didn't know what she was going to say. Luna blinked, as if she thought of something.

"Is it Rufus slinger?" she said solemnly, "vampire! He's actually a vampire - my father told me that he wrote a long article when slinger took over as Minister of magic, but as soon as the issue of singing the opposite tune was on sale, someone in the Department asked him not to ship the remaining orders!"

At this point, Luna also made a serious start.

"You say, the Ministry of magic is not guilty - they are afraid of dad telling the truth."

Ron shook his head subtly when he heard the speech.

"I think the Ministry of magic is worried about Maka. Otherwise, they would have taken Mr. Lovegood, the rumor monger, to the Ministry for examination."

But Maka shrugged.

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

A few people talked at random and soon came to the door of the small hall where the ball was held.

Slughorn's private activities are still very popular among students. Both boys and girls like to relax on the night of the rest day.

And tonight, there are many people gathered at the door... Especially the girls whose relationship is not good enough to receive the invitation. Most of them are waiting to see if any boy can lead them in.

If you don't invite yourself in, maybe no one will drive you out, but it's still a very impolite behavior.

A few of them came to the door through a few people, and they had heard the laughter and music coming out of it. Of course, there were also a lot of buzzing enthusiastic conversations.

There are already a lot of people inside.

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

However, Hermione even waved to him.

"It's OK for us to go first, but if you --" she pointed around, "I suggest you'd better invite a girl first."

As Hermione spoke, she put her hand around Luna's arm, and then pointed to Ginny and Harry.

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

"Oh... Can't you speak so directly?" Ron sighed bitterly, and then walked helplessly aside. "Yes, I see. I'll discuss it with them now..."

This time, the decoration in the small hall seems a little colorful. If you look at it objectively, there is even a little "bloated". But the temperature has dropped sharply recently, so the dotted environment can make everyone feel warm.

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

In the center of the small hall hung a huge golden lampshade that was one person high, and the soft light was distributed in the lampshade. From time to time, one or two light sources will come out of the gap on the top of the lampshade and fly around the small hall.

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

Of course, they're more like Prom decorations from Slughorn.

The brisk sound of musical instruments is echoing softly in every corner of the small hall. No one has found out where they come from.

As soon as he came in, Harry found that the adult wizard invited today was obviously more than scrimger. Among those standing and talking, he had seen at least five or six middle-aged men and women who were not Professor Hogwarts.

Suddenly, Harry heard Hermione snort coldly. He immediately followed the latter's line of sight to the other end.

Those are some industrious house elves. They were walking back and forth between their innumerable calves, holding their hands high and holding the silver glittering plate on their heads.

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

Slughorn has always been a watcher and a listener in activities. Harry had just entered the door. Not long after they entered, he immediately found several figures and hurried over.

"Welcome, come in! You..."

Slughorn was talking, and suddenly glanced behind them as if looking for something. Hermione saw that even if she knew that the fat old man must be looking for Maka.

"He won't come until later. We came first."

"Really?" Slughorn nodded. "That would be great! You don't know, your professor mcgreen is too busy. It's always difficult for me to invite him to our little activities."

After that, he adjusted his golden red embroidered robe and raised the pair of sparse eyebrows.

"Well, come on! Let me take you to meet everyone... By the way, I think you'll like ed walpur, who is also my former student - of course, and the friend he brought to me today, Xueni, a vampire!"

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

In ancient times, vampires were sometimes easy to identify. Especially during the day, because most of them hide in dark places to sleep when the light is sufficient, once they see them during the day, they can mostly see the tired look of lack of sleep from their faces.

But tonight, the vampire Xueni is tall and thin, but there are still obvious dark circles under his eyes. I don't know where he went to the waves during the day, so that he was still sleepy at night.

And his friend wopur, this is a short man with glasses

Well, not only did the vampire Xueni look sleepy, but even Mr. wapel beside him was a little sleepy. It's like whoever gives him a pillow can sleep on the spot.

"Drowsiness is contagious," Luna said softly, suddenly reaching Hermione's ear.

At this time, the door of the small hall was pushed open again, followed by Maka's figure.