Luo Fei took Shirley's arm and walked slowly into the auditorium. He looked up and found that the entire hall had a completely new look:
The surrounding walls are covered with shining silver frost, and the ceiling is a starry night sky. There are hundreds of long candles floating in the air. Under the starlight, the candle flames flicker like thousands of fireworks.
It's swaying.
The four academy tables disappeared and were replaced by a hundred small tables lit with lanterns, each of which could accommodate up to ten people.
Luo Fu and Shirley sat down at a dining table, and the appearance of the girl naturally attracted the attention of the teachers who were the guest of honor.
There was no way, it was because her dress was too brilliant. Even Mrs. Maxim, who had a high level of ambition, looked at the face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and was a little surprised and emotional...
No wonder Rolf looks down on Fleur, who is a half-Veela.
Before meeting Shirley, Maxim thought Fleur was the most beautiful female student in all magic schools.
After meeting Shirley, she still felt that they were incomparable.
But now it seems that there is a huge difference between Furong and Shirley. It's just that these little girls didn't dress up at all before.
Of course, Maxim was more curious about Shirley's parents - to be able to give birth to a child with such good looks, he must also be very tall, right?
Professor Flitwick glanced at Shirley, and he felt that Lady Gray, who was rumored to have inherited the beauty of Rowena Ravenclaw, could be comparable to her.
It's a pity that Helena is dead after all and is just a ghost now.
Dumbledore paid more attention to Rolf. He poured himself a glass of wine, sipped it while recalling 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 it for a moment and said with some uncertainty:
"The crown that the female student is wearing seems to be a gold object made by fairies?"
"To be more precise, it is a gold artifact made by fairies in the Middle Ages." An old voice sounded.
The teachers at the staff table all turned to look at Octavius Arkus.
After Crouch was arrested, he became the new Director of the Department of International Cooperation, and now, like Ludo, is responsible for matters related to the Triwizard Tournament.
"How do you know, Octavian?" Ludo asked curiously.
"It can be seen from the decoration on the gold crown." Octavius Arkus explained:
"Look - the feather pattern and the deer pattern - the typical style of fairies from the ninth century AD to the end of the tenth century AD."
"So... that crown is at least a thousand years old?" Lu Da said in shock.
Jewelry made by fairies is already expensive, but a thousand-year-old antique is even more expensive.
He remembered that not long ago, a fifteenth-century goblin ring was auctioned in Knockturn Alley. It was far inferior to this crown and sold for twenty thousand galleons.
"What's the crown? What's really expensive 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."
"Really?" Lu Duo looked unbelieving.
"Of course it's true," Akus said. "If I'm not mistaken, it's the work of Legnac I."
"Legnac I..." Professor Flitwick frowned: "The goblin king who forged Gryffindor's sword?"
"Yes." Octavius Akus nodded expressionlessly.
When Maxim heard this, she also looked stunned. She knew that Shirley was an orphan and could not afford this kind of necklace, so the source could only be...Rolf.
Maxim's mood suddenly became complicated. You know, she had never received such an expensive gift in her life!
And Luofu gave away two pieces!!
Maxim was filled with envy. If I had known that Rolf was so generous, I would have sacrificed my dignity and become his dance partner!!
Dumbledore raised his head and looked at the new Director of the Department of International Cooperation.
Octavius Arkus was very old, his face was wrinkled, his hair was as black as night, without a single white strand, and a piece of black leather covered his left eye, where he seemed to be blind.
"Mr. Akus, are you familiar with the artifacts made by fairies?"
"Understand a little, Professor Dumbledore."
Arcus did not avoid Dumbledore's eyes. Instead, he looked at him with his right eye. A smile appeared on his face and he said:
"This is the advantage of being older. You always see more things than young people. When you reach my age, you will naturally have such a wealth of knowledge."
Dumbledore narrowed his sharp eyes for a moment!
At the dining table, as Rolf and Shirley sat down, Margaery and Hermione followed closely behind, and Sister Fleur also came.
Gabrielle followed Rove's suggestion and took the growth potion to increase her age by five years. She and Fleur are now sitting together, like twin sisters.
Seeing that the food was not being served, Gabrielle was very hungry and muttered: "Why hasn't the dinner started yet?"
"It's already started." Luofu picked up the menu and asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"
Gabrielle tilted her head and leaned over. She clicked on the menu and said, "This... and this."
Rolf hummed and said very clearly to Gabrielle's plate: "Shield crab roe vanilla pudding and wine-jelly raw ham dragon salad!"
As he finished speaking, pudding and salad immediately appeared on the plate.
Many students kept staring at the dining table where Luo Fu was sitting. When they saw his actions, they suddenly realized what he was doing and imitated it one after another.
Suddenly, the whole auditorium became lively.
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Second floor bathroom,
Ron was waiting anxiously for Ilo Karst, but he didn't see her for a long time, which made him a little uneasy and irritable.
Could it be that he was let go?
Ron couldn't help but want to return to the auditorium, when a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"What are you doing?"
Ron thought Iroh was coming. He turned around in surprise, only to see a short, fat ghost floating behind him.
"Moaning Myrtle? Why are you here."
"This is where I live." Myrtle looked at Ron with suspicion, "But you... why are you standing furtively at the door of the women's bathroom? You don't want to go in and peep, right? You
This is a pervert."
"No." Ron quickly explained: "I'm waiting for someone to go to the dance with."
"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 attend the dance together?!"
"No...it's not you." Ron stammered: "I'm waiting for Hufflepuff's Iroh Karst."
Myrtle's face changed immediately. She cried silently at first, as if she was accumulating energy, and then suddenly shouted:
"Ron Weasley, you pervert, entered the women's bathroom and spied on me!"
Ron didn't pay too much attention. Everyone was in the auditorium right now, so Myrtle's voice shouldn't be heard.
"Myrtle, you are holding back your strength. You also said that there is no one around. Even if you scream, no one will pay attention to you..."
But the next second, a lazy voice sounded. "Really, Weasley?"
Ron's body stiffened. He turned around and saw Snape appearing at the end of the corridor. His hands and feet were cold, and he stammered an explanation:
"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 grew wider.
"I know...of course I won't misunderstand you. Are you sure you are waiting for your dance partner?"
Seeing that Snape actually spoke for him, Ron seemed a little surprised, but he didn't think too much and affirmed directly: "Yes, I am your dance partner!"
"Isn't this a coincidence?"
A sneer appeared on Snape's lips. "I'm also waiting for my dance partner here. Weasley, tell me... are we waiting for each other?"