bioinnovel Chapter 322 Dance Partner
Chapter 322 Dance Partner
Chapter 322 Dance Partner
If a witch isn't filthy, then what kind of witch is she?
Even after being a teacher for several years, Belvina still couldn't hide her wicked nature.
In her view, the Christmas ball was not just a simple dance, but a large-scale social event that included three schools.
"Just watch," Belvina said confidently, "there will definitely be a lot of couples on campus before and after the prom."
Basilda remained noncommittal and picked up her steaming cup again.
"There will definitely be scenes of jealousy and rivalry," Belvina continued. "I wish I weren't in charge of the Triwizard Tournament."
"So you can watch the show with a clear conscience?" Bassheda put down her cup again.
Belvina nodded readily without the slightest hesitation, saying, "Of course! It's so much fun watching a fight! It would be even better if a real fight broke out!"
"You're spouting weird stuff again." Bassheda reached out and tapped Belvina. "Even if you're not in charge, you're still a professor at the school."
Belvina grimaced and covered her head. "Don't you want to watch the show? Watching a show is a universal human trait!"
Basilda remained silent, because she also wanted to watch the excitement; who wouldn't want to watch the excitement!
"By the way, who are you planning to go to the Christmas ball with?" Bassheda tried to change the subject; she didn't want to talk about watching the spectacle anymore.
"I'm waiting for Barty Crouch's invitation," Belvina said, "but he probably doesn't want to get too close to me."
"Are you sure it's not because he's afraid you'll step on his shoes?" Bassheda joked. "At the end of a ball, Crouch can only save one: his shoes or his feet."
Belvina rolled her eyes and said, "And what about you? If you're planning to go with Paul, I advise you to give up on that idea." "Why? Isn't he going to the ball?" Bassheda asked. "Even Professor Moody couldn't find a reason not to go to the ball."
Alastor Moody is a severely hypochondriac and also a disabled person.
Even so, Professor Moody was not spared the Christmas ball; he was required to attend, even if he went alone.
"Have you been skipping the alchemy class lately?" Belvina asked.
"Yeah, Paul's place is full of flying arms and legs, I don't want to go." Bassheda shuddered. "It's weird, it gives me nightmares."
"That's it." Belvina nodded. "No wonder you didn't know Paul already had a dance partner."
"Huh?" Bassheda's eyes widened in surprise. "He stays in his room all day, too lazy to even go out for meals, and yet he still manages to find a dance partner!"
Belvina touched her nose somewhat guiltily and said, "Never mind that, Paul already has a dance partner—don't look at me like that, this isn't me."
"Who could it be?" Bassheda asked, puzzled. "Could it be Professor McGonagall, or Professor Sprout—"
"No, you'll find out when the time comes," Belvina said, leaning closer to Bassheda with a cheeky grin. "I do have a good candidate I can recommend."
Bassieda immediately perked up her ears.
It's not that ancient sweethearts like Niven were picky, but rather that the male professors at Hogwarts were indeed not very good.
With options limited—the gruff old man Dumbledore, the burly Hagrid, the hair-averse Snape, and the petite Flitwick—the choices were indeed few.
"Alastor Moody, I recommend you choose Professor Moody!" Belvina said. "He certainly wouldn't like crowded, noisy occasions like balls, which means you'll have absolute freedom!"
As she spoke, Belvina raised an eyebrow, her expression utterly immoral.
"You can keep Professor Moody!" Bassheda said discontentedly. "If you choose Professor Moody, the chances of stepping on your dance partner's feet will be reduced by at least half."
Upon hearing this, Belvina shrank back; Bassheda's words were somewhat hellish.
"Seriously, I could call Sirius over," Belvina suggested. "He'd be all excited to come to school for the big Christmas dance."
"And what about you?" Bassheda asked, "if Crouch isn't with you."
"Of course it's Remus!" Belvina said. "If Remus isn't feeling well, I still have Percy as a backup."
"You scumbag!" Bassheda exclaimed with disgust. "I never imagined you were that kind of person!"
Just as Belvina and Bassheda had finalized their dance partners, the hesitant boys also made their decisions and began to take the initiative.
Decisiveness doesn't guarantee success, but hesitation will certainly lead to defeat.
Adhering to the principle of "the sooner you act, the better," the determined boys immediately took action.
The ancient castle instantly became noisy and lively, with boys everywhere daring to extend dance invitations.
They no longer cared whether the girls were traveling in groups, but went straight to the girls they liked and extended invitations despite the laughter of others.
There are usually two outcomes. One is that the girl readily agrees, and both are happy; the other is that the girl gives the "friend zone" treatment, and the boy walks away.
Of course, some girls couldn't give an answer on the spot, saying they needed to think about it before replying. The answer to that is open to interpretation.
Different people have different opinions.
Among the girls who received invitations to the ball, the most popular was Fleur Delacour, the warrior of Beauxbatons.
The stunningly beautiful Miss Delacour was already incredibly charming, and with the added bonus of being a Warrior and her outstanding performance in the first event, she naturally attracted a large following of boys.
Since the announcement of the Christmas Ball, Fleur has been constantly surrounded by boys, with invitations coming from almost every age group of Hogwarts students.
Faced with a barrage of invitations, Fleur Delacour immediately declined them all without hesitation, and she did not treat anyone as a backup option.
The boys at Hogwarts couldn't understand why Fleur was rejecting everyone like an iron wall.
Who was Fleur's ideal dance partner became a topic of conversation among the Hogwarts students.
The three boys, who also had the advantage of being warriors, received many dance invitations from girls, just like Furong.
Cedric Diggory needs no introduction; he already had a strong fan base and, with his excellent looks, became the dream lover of many girls.
Now, with his Warriors status as a bonus, Cedric is attracting a constant stream of girls, making other boys quite envious.
Despite the dazzling array of choices, Cedric remained clear-headed. He politely declined all the girls' invitations, informing them that he already had a dance partner.
Following the question of "Who is Fleur's favorite dance partner?", "Who is Cedric's dance partner?" has also topped the Hogwarts trending topics list, with everyone wanting to know who made the first move.
Viktor Krumm is another Warriors player who is also popular with girls.
Despite Principal Durmstrang's inhumanity and Krum's status as a beneficiary, the girls' enthusiasm for him did not diminish in the slightest.
Whether in the library or by the Black Lake, Krum was always surrounded by a group of chattering girls who stared at him with adoration, wanting to possess him.
Neither the bitter cold by the Black Lake nor Mrs. Pins waving a feather duster in the library could dampen the girls' fiery enthusiasm.
Whenever a boy says that Krum and Drummer Strong are "enemies", these girls will not hesitate to argue their point and even launch personal attacks.
However, no matter how hard these infatuated female fans tried, Krum's gaze did not fall on them, because he already had a preferred dance partner, someone who surprised everyone.
With the two male warriors already in relationships, the pressure suddenly fell on the youngest, Harry.
Before the first project, Harry's status at school was like that of a rat in the street; apart from Gryffindor, almost everyone hated him.
After the first project ended, Harry's status at school rose sharply, and his popularity rebounded. Only Slytherin remained as the students wearing the insulting badge.
With the Christmas ball just around the corner, Harry the Warrior has become incredibly popular, with all sorts of girls sending him invitations to dance with him on Christmas Eve.
Faced with such a golden opportunity, Harry was like a fledgling that had just left its nest, unsure of how to respond, and could only frantically reject the girls.
As expected, while everyone else found dance partners, Harry remained all alone, a disgrace to the warriors.
As time marches on, the Christmas holidays arrive as scheduled, and the much-anticipated ball is just around the corner.