"Sherlock, are you sure you won't come and dance later?"

On the round table, Flevy relaxed and shook the cider in his glass, looking at Sherlock and asked with a smile.

Sherlock is experiencing the strange feeling of eating at the round table in the Hogwarts Auditorium.

Although the food and wine on the table are very different, it still makes him feel like he was attending a rural banquet in his previous life.

Well, the atmosphere is actually quite different, but Sherlock is a little touching.

Faced with Fleeve's problem, Sherlock shook his head with a headache.

"I really can't jump."

Even Professor McGonagall looked at him with a smile.

"This dance party is not very formal, just follow the music."

Sherlock held his face, and he didn't expect that he would make things difficult for such a thing again at this time.

"Forget it, I didn't find a dance partner in advance."

However, Professor Sprout also spoke at this time.

"Don't Shilk sit next to you? You and her need to look for it in advance?"

Sherlock's whole face suddenly collapsed. He turned his head and looked at Shilk who had been eating quietly on the side, and then looked at the professors who were smiling at him. He always felt that this matter revealed a sense that they had made an appointment in advance.

Just when he was in a pity, Shilk suddenly spoke.

"Forget it, I don't really want to jump."

With Hilk helping to speak, Professor McGonagall and Fleeve were not good at saying anything. They just shook their heads with a pity, thinking that Sherlock was too wood.

Although his personality has become less indifferent than before, he still treats girls like this, which makes people worry that he will be lonely for a lifetime.

Sherlock himself was indescribable. Professor McGonagall and others just saw the surface, but they would not know the inside story.

The only person who knew the inside story was looking at him with a look of contempt and disgust, which made Sherlock, who was already a little frustrated, furious.

"What are you looking at?"

Snape snorted coldly and refused to answer.

Sherlock glared at him fiercely, not willing to be outdone, thinking in his heart how to trap this old bat spirit so that he could relieve himself.

This Christmas dinner ended in such an atmosphere.

After everyone has enough food and drink, the dance officially begins.

Dumbledore stood up and asked his classmates to stand up too. Then he waved his wand and flew some tables to the wall, leaving a clearing in the middle.

He formed a high stage again, and attached it to the base of the right wall, with a set of drums, a few guitars, a lute (spicious qin), a cello and a few organs on it.

At this time, the strange sisters rushed onto the stage together, and the audience burst into warm applause like thunder.

Their hair was particularly thick and they were wearing black robes that were deliberately torn to pieces.

That's right, although the band's name is the weird sisters, the members are actually all male witches.

Lead singer Myron Wagtai, chief guitarist Coley Duke, sound guitarist Heathcot Barbary, bassist Donaghan Temulitt, bagpiper Gideon Kram...

These are all star wizards in the magic world. They are also frequent visitors to Wizards' wireless radio, representing the pop music band in the magic world.

They picked up their own instruments, the lanterns on the other tables were extinguished, and several warriors and their dance partners stood up.

A sad song started to play, and the warriors responsible for dancing started to dance together with the sound of the music (in fact, it was just to circle with the sound of the music).

Led by the Warriors, other students also walked into the dance floor with their own dance partners, and the professors in the castle.

The first song ended very quickly, but it seemed particularly long for Furong and Harry.

After completing the task of starting the dance, the two of them chose to leave the dance floor at the same time. Harry sat on the seats transferred to the surrounding area, looking at Ron on the surface, but actually was secretly glancing at Qiu Zhang who was still surrounding Cedric's waist in the middle of the dance floor.

After Furong left the dance floor, she looked for Sherlock below.

However, even though she observed everyone in the auditorium, she did not see Sherlock's face from these people.

Because when the first song was played in the middle, Sherlock and Shilk left the auditorium.

He took the initiative to propose that the person who came out for a walk was Sherlock.

If he didn't dance, he and Shilk would always look a little embarrassed when sitting aside, so he simply stayed away from this place of right and wrong.

In fact, today I was specially decorated not only in the auditorium, but also ingeniously decorated outside the castle.

One of the lawns was turned into a cave, with stars and fairies shining with stars - meaning there were hundreds of living fairies, either sitting in magical rose bushes, or flapping their wings on the statues, all of which were Santa Claus and his reindeer.

These so-called fairies are actually small magical animals. They look the same as humans, but they are only the size of a butterfly and have low IQs, which means they are similar to ordinary animals.

However, some special wizards will specially train these fairies to let them sing songs, but they only have tones and do not know how to speak human language. For example, Boothbaton has a fairy choir.

In such festivals, their only function is to act as decorations.

Of course, Sherlock didn't want to study any fairy when he came out. No one spoke first with Hilk and walked forward along this artificial garden.

Not long after, he walked past a newly built fountain today, and then walked two steps towards the path ahead. Sherlock suggested resting on the bench on the side of the road.

The weird sisters in the auditorium played loud enough that they could hear music even here, but the atmosphere between the two was a little silent now, and neither of them said the first sentence.

This atmosphere even made a little beetle next to him feel a little frustrated, flying from the branches and leaves of one flower to the petals of another flower.

But in fact, neither Sherlock and Shilk themselves thought there was anything strange about such silence.

Shilk was quietly looking up at the starry sky in the sky, as if studying those mysterious and distant zodiac signs.

Sherlock was staring at the mountains hiding in the darkness in the distance, and the black shadows on the mountain seemed to be countless, staring at the monsters in Hogwarts Castle at night.

"The night sky is bright, but the astrology tonight is not good. It indicates that disasters will occur in the near future." Shilk's gentle voice broke the original silence.
Chapter completed!