Chapter 208 Christmas Ball (VI)

In previous dinners at Hogwarts, all the food was placed on the dining table, like a buffet, for students to choose and eat.

The advantage is of course that the dishes are clear at a glance, but the disadvantage is that there are very few choices.

It may sound counter-intuitive, but it’s true.

Because most students will only choose food near their seats, and it is impossible to get up and run from the end of the table to the top of the table for a certain dish.

Now that it has become an a la carte model, the autonomy and selection range have been greatly expanded.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the dish names are very deceptive.

Luofu never thought that "white geese falling on the beach" had nothing to do with wild geese, just a big plate of tofu dipped in salt;

He couldn't even understand why the dish "Green Dragon Wo Hei Lake" didn't have any bit of fire dragon meat, not even minced meat, but a large plate of sliced ​​cucumbers.

All I can say is...the name of the dish is for reference only, please refer to the actual product!

Of course, the names of some dishes are self-explanatory:

Stewed watermelon with banana, fish in Motella juice, fried poisonous tentacles with pineapple, cold mandrake and biting kale salad... After looking at the names of the dishes, Roof didn't have much appetite.

These two are pretty good, but the really uncomfortable thing is the kind of food with an elegant name, but in fact it is a dark cuisine, which makes one difficult to guard against.

Gabrielle also wanted to order a mermaid feast, because she had seen the two-tailed mermaid Myrcella on the Mayflower that summer and thought that all mermaids in the world were so beautiful.

But Luofu thought of the ugly mermaids in the Black Lake who looked like they had grown up after drinking nuclear wastewater, and quickly stopped her innocence.

Sitting at the dining table, Harry didn't think much about eating. He kept looking towards the door of the auditorium, secretly wondering:

Ron said he was looking for a dance partner, but where did he go?

Even Professor McGonagall came over. She said seriously: "Potter, all the warriors will need to lead the dance soon. Where is Ron Weasley?"

"Ron went to the women's bathroom on the west side of the second floor to wait for his dance partner," Harry said.

"The women's bathroom on the west side?" Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Weasley's dance partner is Myrtle?"

This kid wouldn't have such a strong taste, would he make such a big deal on such an important occasion tonight? !

It would be better for him to have Potter as his dance partner than a ghost, right?

"It's not Myrtle." Harry said quickly, "It's Iroh Karst from Hufflepuff House."

"Nonsense." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face, pointing to the dining table in the distance: "Isn't Iroh Karst sitting there? Where can Weasley wait for her?"

Harry turned his head and looked around, and really saw Ilo Karst, and there was a boy beside her, who was obviously her dance partner.

"What's going on?" Harry looked confused.

At this moment, a frightening, creepy, desperate, and painful cry suddenly sounded upstairs, and everyone raised their heads in confusion.

The voice was so familiar that Harry instantly recognized it as Ron's scream.

Harry was about to run out when Professor McGonagall held his shoulders and said seriously: "Potter, stay here while I go take a look!"

Professor McGonagall said she would go and have a look, but she did not come back until the end of the dinner. It seemed that the matter was serious.

As the dinner ended, Dumbledore stood up, waved his wand, and all the tables flew to the wall, leaving a large open space in the middle.

He conjured up a high stage, attached to the right wall, with a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello and several organs on it.

The famous wizard band - The Weird Sisters - took to the stage and the students burst into thunderous applause.

Soon a waltz sounded in the auditorium, smooth and delicate music, announcing the start of the Christmas dance.

Warriors need to lead the dance, this is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament.

Luofu leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand to Shirley, and asked politely:

"My beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance?"

Shirley looked at Luo Fu, with a smile on her face that could bring disaster to the country and the people, shy and sweet, and said softly:

"It's my pleasure."

The girl put her hand on Luo Fu's palm, and he took her hand and walked to the center of the auditorium in full view of everyone.

A group of female students looked at Shirley with strong envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Shirley was stared at eagerly, and she was a little nervous. Luofu's fingers rubbed the back of her hand, and his eyes were gentle: "Don't be afraid."

Shirley, whose palms were all sweaty, hummed softly. She raised her left hand, placed her thumb and index finger on Luo Fu's right shoulder, and Luo Fu's right hand was placed on the girl's back.

The two of them danced lightly and gracefully according to the beat of the music, swaying slowly on the smooth floor.

The two danced slowly at first, and then started to speed up little by little as their bodies got used to the dance music.

By this time, Shirley's nervousness had dissipated. She and Rove moved forward and backward in time with the beat of the music. Sometimes they were close to each other, sometimes they were separated; sometimes they were rotating, sometimes they were swaying.

The girl's dance steps are light and elegant, dancing like a beautiful butterfly, ethereal and agile.

Luofu looked directly at Shirley, and the girl did the same. She looked at the boy affectionately, her face shone with joy, and her lips also had a happy smile.

The two of them danced so gracefully that they attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. Even the other warriors leading the dance couldn't help but stop and look at Luo Fu and Shirley.

The weird sisters also noticed the two dazzling presences in the middle of the dance partners. The rhythm of their music suddenly accelerated, becoming more cheerful and lively.

Rolf and Shirley's moves became more and more complex and difficult. This is not the first time they have danced together, but it is definitely the best time they have cooperated together, as if they have been practicing together for many years.

When the music reached its climax, Shirley pressed her fingers on the palm of Rove's hand and began to rotate in circles.

Her long burgundy hair fluttered like a flickering flame.

The girl's snow-white skirt is spread out in layers, and the long skirt with silver threads is raised one after another in the wind, like a water lily unfolding its complicated petals.

Shirley kept spinning, and she felt that everything around her was spinning too. The lights, candles, ceiling, and entire dance floor were like a disk spinning on its axis.

But she was not worried about her physical imbalance at all. She completely trusted Luo Fe's arms to support herself.

When the girl completed the last dance step, a pair of big hands had already wrapped around her waist.

Luofu held Shirley completely in his arms, as if holding a precious moonlight, carefully and cherishing it.

Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, and soon everyone applauded, like a flock of birds taking off, resounding throughout the entire auditorium.

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