Chapter 207 Christmas Ball (V)

Rolf took Shirley's arm and walked slowly into the auditorium. He looked up and found that the whole hall had been completely renewed:

The walls were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of long candles were floating in the air. Under the illumination of the stars, the candle flames flickered and flickered, like thousands of fireworks.

The four college tables disappeared, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns, each table can accommodate up to ten people.

Rolf and Shirley sat down at a dining table, and the appearance of the girl naturally attracted the attention of the teachers in the guest seats.

There was no way, it was really because her dress was too colorful. Even Mrs. Maxim, who was arrogant, looked at the face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and was a little surprised and sighed...

No wonder Rolf looked down on Fleur, a half-blood veela.

Before meeting Shirley, Maxim thought Fleur was the most beautiful female student in all magic schools, no one else.

After meeting Shirley, she still felt that they were on par.

But now it seems that there is a huge gap between Fleur and Shirley, it's just that the little girl didn't dress up before.

Of course, Maxim is more curious about Shirley's parents - to give birth to such a beautiful child, they must be very good-looking, right?

Professor Flitwick glanced at Shirley. He thought that Lady Grey, who was rumored to have inherited Rowena Ravenclaw's beauty, could be comparable to her.

Unfortunately, Helena is dead after all, and now she is just a ghost.

Dumbledore's attention is more on Rolf. He poured himself a glass of wine, sipped it and recalled the past, and finally came to a conclusion...

Gellert looked better when he was young!

Ludo Bagman was attracted by the crown on Shirley's head. He observed for a moment and said uncertainly:

"The crown worn by that female student seems to be a gold artifact made by goblins?"

"To be more precise, it is a gold artifact made by goblins in the Middle Ages." An old voice sounded.

The teachers at the staff table all turned their heads to look at Octavius ​​Akus.

After Crouch was arrested, he became the new director of the International Cooperation Department. Now, like Ludo, he is responsible for the Triwizard Tournament.

"How do you know, Octavius?" Ludo asked curiously.

"From the patterns on the golden crown." Octavius ​​Akus explained:

"Look - the feather pattern and the deer pattern - the typical goblin style from the 9th century to the end of the 10th century AD."

"So... the crown is at least a thousand years old?" Ludo said in shock.

Jewelry made by goblins is expensive, and a thousand-year-old antique is even more expensive.

He remembered that a fifteenth-century goblin ring was auctioned in Knockturn Alley not long ago. It was far inferior to this crown and sold for 20,000 Galleons.

"The crown is nothing, the real expensive thing is the necklace that little girl is wearing." Octavius ​​Akus narrowed his eyes and said, "It can buy half of the shops in Diagon Alley."

"Is it true?" Ludo looked unconvinced.

"Of course it is true." Akus said, "If I am not mistaken, it is the work of Ragnak I."

"Ragnak I..." Professor Flitwick frowned and said, "The goblin king who made the sword of Gryffindor?"

"Yes." Octavius ​​Akus nodded expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Maxim was also stunned. She knew that Shirley was an orphan and could not afford such a necklace, so the source could only be... Rolf.

Maxim's mood suddenly became complicated. You know, she has never received such an expensive gift in her life!

And Rolf gave away two pieces casually! !

Maxim was envious. If she had known that Rolf was so generous, she could have given up her face and become his dance partner! !

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at the new director of the International Cooperation Department.

Octavius ​​Akus was very old, with wrinkles all over his face, but his hair was as black as the night, without a single white hair. A piece of black leather covered his left eye, which seemed to be blind.

"Mr. Akus, are you familiar with the artifacts made by goblins?"

"A little bit, Professor Dumbledore."

Akus did not avoid Dumbledore's eyes, but looked at him with his right eye, with a smile on his face:

"This is the advantage of being old, you always see more than young people, and when you reach my age, you will naturally have such rich knowledge."

Dumbledore narrowed his sharp eyes for a moment!

At the dining table, as Rolf and Shirley sat down, Margaret and Hermione followed closely, and the Fleur sisters also came.

Gabrielle took the growth potion according to Rolf's advice, making herself five years older. She now sat with Fleur, like a pair of twin sisters.

Seeing that the food had not been served yet, Gabrielle was very hungry and muttered, "Why hasn't the dinner started yet?"

"It has already started." Rolf picked up the menu and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

Gabrielle tilted her head and came over. She pointed at the menu and said, "This... and this."

Rolf hummed and said very clearly to Gabrielle's plate, "Crab roe vanilla pudding and wine jelly raw ham dragon salad!"

As the voice fell, the pudding and salad immediately appeared on the plate.

Many students had been staring at Rolf's table. Seeing his actions, they suddenly realized and followed suit.

For a moment, the whole auditorium became lively.

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In the bathroom on the second floor,

Ron was anxiously waiting for Ilo Karst, but he didn't see her for a long time, which made him feel uneasy and irritable.

Was he stood up?

Ron couldn't help but want to return to the auditorium, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"What are you doing?"

Ron thought Ilo had come, and he turned around in surprise, but saw a short and fat ghost floating behind him.

"Crying Myrtle? Why are you here?"

"This is where I live." Myrtle looked at Ron with suspicion, "But you... why are you standing at the door of the women's bathroom in a sneaky way? You're not going to go in and peek, are you? You pervert."

"No." Ron hurriedly explained, "I'm waiting for someone to go to the dance together."

"Waiting for someone? I'm the only girl around here, could it be that..." Myrtle smoothed her bangs and said shyly, "Are you waiting for me to go to the dance together?!"

"No... not you." Ron stammered, "I'm waiting for Iroh Karst from Hufflepuff."

Myrtle's face changed immediately. She first shed tears in silence, as if accumulating energy, and suddenly shouted:

"Ron Weasley, you pervert, you went into the women's bathroom to peek at me!"

Ron didn't care too much. Everyone was in the hall at this time, and they shouldn't be able to hear Myrtle's voice.

"Myrtle, you're wasting your energy. You also said that there's no one around, and no one will pay attention to you even if you shout at the top of your lungs..."

But the next second, a lazy voice sounded. "Really, Weasley?"

Ron's body was stiff. He turned around and saw Snape appear at the end of the corridor. His hands and feet were cold, and he stammered to explain:

"Professor, I didn't go to the women's bathroom to spy on Myrtle. I was just waiting for my dance partner..."

Snape raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

"I know... I certainly wouldn't misunderstand you. Are you sure you're waiting for a dance partner?"

Seeing that Snape actually spoke for him, Ron seemed a little surprised, but he didn't think too much and directly affirmed: "Yes, I'm a dance partner!"

"Isn't this a coincidence?"

Snape's lips showed a sneer. "I'm waiting for a dance partner here too. Weasley, you say... are we waiting for each other?"

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