Kewen's style when facing the dragon was so convincing that it completely suppressed the performance of other players.
Therefore, in the following days, he naturally became the focus of the entire castle.
In addition to the boys from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, even the girls from Beauxbatons began to ogle him frequently.
Not to mention the students at Hogwarts.
The boys were okay, except for the love letters from "certain groups" that became more frequent, others just simply admired me.
And girls become more dangerous.
Love potions, aphrodisiacs, sexual intercourse potions...
Whenever there are girls around when eating, the food on Kewen's plate will inevitably have its smell changed without even realizing it.
Fortunately, Kewen's nose is relatively sensitive, which allowed him to avoid many personal crises.
In addition, professors have become more enthusiastic about science and technology.
Professor McGonagall was greatly flattered by Cowen. After all, Cowen almost always used high-end transformation spells on the day of the competition.
Therefore, Professor McGonagall seems to have been possessed by Snape recently and has lost her previous impartiality. She is always looking for various excuses to add points to Coven.
The other professors seemed to be stimulated by Professor McGonagall.
Professor Flitwick often came to Coven and suggested that Coven use more magic spells in the second game instead of just using transformation spells.
Professor Sprout even lent Kewen a large book, which contained detailed introductions to various advanced herbal medicines. The meaning is self-evident.
As for Snape, he couldn't hide his face to remind him of anything.
But whenever he and Ke Wen are in the same scene, Ke Wen will always have an illusion.
He always had the illusion that Snape was standing behind him and blowing cool air on his neck.
But often when he quickly turned his head to look at Snape, he could only see the other person's calm look.
Damn it, the wizard's intuition cultivated and improved by Professor Snape...
…
On this day, Kewen once again received a summons from Dumbledore outside of teaching hours.
In the principal's office, Coven said hello as usual and sat down in the chair Dumbledore had brought for him.
"Good boy, thank you for your perfect performance in the first game." Dumbledore did not get down to business, but first praised: "Your performance has greatly improved the reputation of our Hogwarts."
"This is what I should do." Ke Wen responded politely.
"I look forward to your continued wonderful performance in the future." Dumbledore encouraged kindly, and then started to get down to business: "I have recently found some clues that can confirm your previous conjecture."
Kewen perked up and immediately asked: "What is it?"
"Inside the castle, someone is secretly making 'Polyjuice Potion'." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he immediately asked: "Have you made it recently?"
Coven shook his head.
Dumbledore saw this, nodded and said: "Some materials were lost in Severus's private storage room, African tree snake skin, lacewings..."
"This is the material for making the 'polyjuice potion'." Ke Wen nodded.
"That's right." Dumbledore continued: "Also, the ghosts have also reported to me that recently, there is often the smell of 'polyjuice potion' in the sewers of the college."
"So..." Coven asked: "Are you sure whether Professor Moody is true or false?"
"Not yet." Dumbledore shook his head with some disappointment: "I can only confirm that his 'Alchemy Eye' is real, so I have almost no good way to observe him, so I can't talk about how to identify the truth.
It’s fake.”
Ke Wen asked: "Then you called me here, are you going to ask me to do something?"
"No, of course I won't let you take risks." Dumbledore waved his hand and then explained: "It's just because I have confirmed your guess, so I called you here to ask you, and
No other ideas."
Ke Wen thought for a moment, then shook his head and said apologetically: "Sorry, sir, I have no other ideas."
"That's it..." Dumbledore was slightly disappointed and nodded slowly to show understanding.
After a moment of silence, Dumbledore said: "Then, can I ask you a favor?"
"Of course." Kewen nodded: "Please tell me."
"I hope you can carry a 'portkey' with you during the third competition." Dumbledore said: "In case Harry is in danger, I think you can bring him back safely as soon as possible."
"This is no problem." Ke Wen agreed happily: "During the game, will I make the 'Portkey' in advance and set the return position in the stadium?"
"Okay." Dumbledore thought for a moment and then agreed: "Just do what you want."
"Okay sir."
Ke Wen responded while keeping this matter in mind.
After chatting for a while, Kewen said goodbye and left the principal's office.
…
The days passed by with Ke Wen being extremely vigilant and wary of the girls around him.
One month has passed quickly and Christmas is coming.
This year's Christmas, few students chose to go home for the holidays, because whenever the Triwizard Tournament is held, it will inevitably be accompanied by another traditional event - the Christmas Ball.
Most people are looking forward to this dance, hoping that through this dance, their "spring" will appear.
In order to hold this dance, the branch deans also specially held temporary dance training courses.
During a training session at Gryffindor House.
Professor McGonagall walked slowly in the middle of the open space, explaining to the boys and girls separated on the left and right sides of the room.
Let me first explain the tradition of this dance, and then talk about the focus of this dance, which is the social dance between men and women.
As soon as these words came out, there was a wailing sound in the room, because most of the students did not know how to dance, which meant that they had to learn now.
Professor McGonagall spoke to suppress the noise in the room, and then said with some fascination: "Okay, boys and girls, dancing is not as complicated as you think."
Turning to look at the girls, Professor McGonagall said with a somewhat admiring smile: "Each of you girls has a sleeping swan in her heart, eager to burst out with passion and fly high."
"And you guys." Professor McGonagall looked at the boys again and continued: "What you hide in your hearts are lions that are eager to try."
Speaking of this, Professor McGonagall said jokingly: "There is no need to hide yourselves. I believe that each of you is longing for a passionate and moving dance. Facing your female partner, you will definitely want to hug her.
Her, pull her in, lift her up, and spin her together."
Hearing this, Ke Wen, who was sitting in the group of boys, couldn't help but subconsciously whispered: "Biao Lianhua!"
"What?"
The room was already quiet, so Professor McGonagall heard it.
"No, no, no! It's nothing!" Ke Wen came back to his senses and quickly shook his head.
Without paying attention, Professor McGonagall simply called: "Just in time, come over to Kewen."
Amid the teasing laughter of the surrounding students, Ke Wen was pushed out of the crowd by the people around him and had no choice but to step forward to the center of the open space.
"Can you dance?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"What dance?" Coven asked.
"Waltz, okay?"
Nodding, Kewen responded: "Of course."
"Very good." Professor McGonagall nodded with a smile, and then said to the students: "Let's take a look at the demonstration given to you by Cowen and I. Mr. Filch, please play the music."
Filch, who was guarding the record player in the distance, heard this and quickly played the film.
The music sounded, and Professor Ke Wen and Professor McGonagall began to dance to the music, taking steps, changing hands, and spinning.
Not long after, the song and dance ended. After Professor McGonagall and Kewen separated, they clapped their hands and greeted everyone: "Okay, now all boys and girls stand up, choose your partners, and start practicing."
The girls were very proactive and stood up at the same time and stepped into the center of the field.
The boys, on the other hand, were very disrespectful, and each one started to pretend to be a quail in their own way, avoiding sight.
Rabbits don't eat grass from the edge of their nests. None of the boys showed any signs of being tempted by the Gryffindor girls in the field.
But in the end, a traitor appeared. The fat little Neville stood up abruptly, lowered his head and walked quickly to the center of the field.
As a result, under the urging of Professor McGonagall, the boys had no choice but to stand up reluctantly and slowly entered the venue...
…
The next day, breakfast time.
As soon as Kewen entered the auditorium, Penello, who looked like he had been waiting for a long time, walked over quickly.
"how?"
As he walked towards the dining table, Coven turned to Penello who was following him and asked.
"What do you think?" Penello raised his head and glanced at Coven.
"Oh! I understand." Ke Wen suddenly thought of what was going on, so he stopped, turned around and faced Penello and said with a smile: "So Miss Crevat, am I lucky enough to invite you as my guest?"
Dance partner…”
"no!"
A cry suddenly sounded from the side. The white-haired Loli appeared out of nowhere, pinched her waist and said to Ke Wen, "Me!"
"What are you?" Ke Wen asked funnyly, knowingly.
"Your dance partner can only be me! Otherwise, what will I do!?" Spilett yelled like a little tigress, looking like she was protecting her food.
"Hahaha!"
Ke Wen couldn't help laughing, then he raised his hand and gestured on top of Spilit's head, and then gestured at his height of nearly 1.8 meters.
Then, he smiled and said: "You have just reached my chest, how can we cooperate? If we form a dance partner, wouldn't it require me to bend down the whole time, or you to tiptoe the whole time?"
"This, that..." Spilett was suddenly speechless.
Seeing this, Penello smiled like a winner and said: "Be good, Litte, lend me Coven for one night."
"You... hum!" Spilit curled his lips, turned around and walked away, muttering at the same time: "You are all bad guys! Ignore you!"