v5 Chapter 162： Christmas Ball (4)

In the past, schools were all buffets. All meals were put on the table, and you could take what you wanted to eat.

This Christmas dance, a small change has been made, from self-service to a la carte.

That's right, there's a shiny golden plate in front of everyone, but no food. Next to the plate, there is a small menu.

Dumbledore took a close look at his menu, then pointed at the plate and said very clearly: "Orleans Fried Tebo!"

The pork chops appeared immediately.

As expected of Dumbledore... always give everyone a new trick.

But here comes the problem.

Looking at the dishes, you can basically judge the ingredients and taste from the color and aroma.

But just look at the name of the dish...you can judge a hammer!

Looking at the menu, William fell into this confusion.

He looked at the name of a certain dish called Snow Covered Flame Mountain.

From the name alone, this dish is full of poetry and flavor.

In his mind, he instantly made up for the desolate picture of the heavy snow falling on the mountain.

It's a dish with a lot of emotion... The chef must be a guy with a story too.

William decided to order one, and taste the loneliness in the dish.

Well, when I saw that dish... William didn't even taste it, he broke the defense instantly, and the success was boring.

What appeared on the plate was its meow—tomatoes dipped in salt.

Is this the Snow-capped Flame Mountain? !

If you dip it in sugar, William still respects you as a famous dish, how dare you still dare to innovate, and you dare to dip it in salt? !

Whoever came up with the name of the dish should stand up for Lao Tzu.

Oh, it turned out that Dumbledore was up, to express his loneliness?

That's okay, the name of this dish is really vivid.

Not only did William have this problem, but so did Hermione.

She ordered a green dragon crossing the river, and then appeared egg soup with only one evergreen vegetable.

After a few times like this, the students are honest and never order those fancy-sounding dish names again.

What kind of golden Baiyu soup, Yulong lying on the snow mountain, Merlin's special small hamburger...don't try it.

And the straightforward name of the roast suckling pig is the best food.

I didn't see Hagrid performing for everyone, three mouths and one Potter... ahem, tebo warthog?

Eating is always the hottest scene, but this time everyone deliberately controlled it and only ate five or six full.

Now it's just an appetizer, and the dance after the dinner is the main meal. Eating too much is not good for strenuous exercise.

I know everything! Those who don’t understand are also secretly self-taught.

So, today's dinner ended very early, and everyone looked at Professor Dumbledore excitedly.

The principal is also knowledgeable, without too much nonsense, and goes straight to the topic.

He waved his wand, and the table flew to the wall, leaving an open space in the middle.

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

At this time, the eccentric sister group flooded the stage together, and the students burst into thunderous applause.

Weird Sisters... Although they are called sisters, they are not sister flower singers. They have male and female singers and are a group of pop singers.

These men all wore explosive heads and wore black robes that were deliberately torn.

If the robes were replaced with jeans, it would be more of a wizarding non-mainstream.

The lanterns on the table slowly dimmed, and the band picked up their instruments.

William stood up gracefully, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and smiled:

"Can I dance with you tonight, Miss Granger?"

"Of course I'd love to, Mr. Stark!"

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled, put her hand on the boy's palm, and stood up gently.

William pulled the chair under Hermione back, took her hand, and walked towards the middle of the dance floor.

All the students stood up, and the auditorium was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Let's go, Qiu."

Cedric grabbed Cho's hand, and this time she finally didn't dodge, but shyly followed him toward the dance floor.

"Let's swing too, Rollo." Lavender was excited.

Ron hummed, stood up reluctantly, and walked towards the dance floor.

"Hey, help me pull the chair out of the way!" Lavender said dissatisfiedly from the spot.

"You can't do it yourself?" Ron said, turning his head.

"I'm wearing a dress, it's inconvenient! Can a gentleman order it?" Lavender glared at him.

"You didn't see it just now, did William take the initiative to help Hermione open the chair?"

Ron grunted, walked over, stepped on Lavender's skirt and almost fell.

"Ah, this is my shared dress! I have to return it after the party! It's very expensive!" Lavender said angrily.

Ron retorted, "It's okay to just wash it."

"…"

Lavender stared at Ron with cannibalistic eyes. She really wanted to grab Ron's neck now and ask:

"Do you want to dance too?"

She wondered if going out to the dance with Ron was a bad decision.

Sisi, why didn't you come to the auditorium, fight with Luo Luo, and take me away?

The Weird Sisters played a piece called "This Tonight" with a cheerful and beautiful melody.

William walked into the dance floor, his left hand wiped Hermione's waist, and the other was tightly squeezed in her hand.

The two danced alone many times, especially when they were floating in the vast Adriatic Sea. There were only two of them, and there was almost no entertainment.

Naturally do something fun.

Most of the tunes and dance steps are skipped, and even some bold styles of dance have been sneaked a few times.

But at that time, there were only William and Hermione, and there was no need to worry about other people's eyes.

At this time, with so many people, Hermione was still somewhat restrained.

As the rhythm became more and more cheerful, Hermione slowly let go, her body gradually softened, and her movements became more and more skilled.

Hermione's originally veiled vitality was completely liberated.

William took Hermione in his right hand and turned forward.

She leaned forward, and the long blue skirt with silver threads swayed gently in the wind, like a water lily, unfolding its complex petals.

When William pulled his right hand, the girl shifted, turned back suddenly, and fell into his arms.

William hugged Hermione's slender waist, his right hand touched her buttocks, full of elasticity.

Hermione's body trembled involuntarily, and a feeling of touch spread through her body like an electric current, making her almost tremble.

There was a faint blush on the girl's cheeks.

Hermione didn't hate the feeling, on the contrary, she was so fascinated by it that she couldn't help herself.

William's movements quickened a little, and the dancing posture made the girl feel like a white swan flying in the air.

In her dreams, she had dreamed of such a scene...with William.

It was such a pleasant feeling.

For a split second, Hermione almost forgot that this was the Great Hall and what she was doing.

The girl's dance moves are all swaying according to habit... She just stared at William, who was holding her in his arms.

Hermione was plunged into a world that was entirely theirs.

And tonight's grand dance... For the two of them, it has just begun.

Or rather... sleepless tonight.

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(Ask for recommended tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.

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