Percy was wearing a brand-new navy blue robe, and he had a smug and arrogant look on his face.
Elwyn stared at him for a moment, wondering why Barty Crouch wasn't here.
Ron was also surprised. Seeing Percy pull out an empty chair beside him, he hesitantly sat down.
"Why are you here?" Ron asked in a low voice.
"I've been promoted!" Percy said smugly, sounding as if he had just been elected as the supreme ruler of the universe. "I'm now Mr. Crouch's personal assistant, and I'm here on his behalf."
"Oh, then why isn't he here?" Ron continued to ask.
To tell the truth, he wanted to leave. He didn't want to spend the entire banquet listening to Percy's incessant ramblings about the thickness of the crucible.
"I'm sorry to say that Mr. Crouch isn't doing well, not well at all. Ever since the World Cup, something had been wrong with him. That's not surprising; he's been working too hard. He's not as young as he used to be, though, of course, he's still very good, and his mind is as sharp as ever. But the World Cup was a terrible failure for the Ministry of Magic. Mr. Crouch was personally upset because of his house-elf, Twinkle or something, who behaved badly. Of course, he fired her immediately afterward, but alas, as I said, he's getting on in years and needs to be taken care of. I think that since the house-elf left, he's found that the comfort level of the house has plummeted. Then we had to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and deal with the aftermath of the World Cup, and that nasty woman named Skeeter was spreading rumors everywhere! Alas, poor man, he's having a quiet Christmas. He needs rest so badly. I'm glad that he knows that he has someone he can rely on to take care of some things for him. "
Percy said a lot in one breath, and Ron didn't listen to a word. He just felt annoyed.
She raised her head and looked at Hermione, as if she had just met her. Only then did she realize how beautiful Hermione was!
Ron was a little upset. He couldn't help but think, if it was Hermione or Hibiscus Chinensis who became his dance partner …
"So, Mr. Crouch doesn't call you Weatherby anymore?!" he asked automatically.
"Listen up, Ron. You've performed well this time. You've become a warrior and won glory for your family and yourself!" Percy said, not answering Ron's question. "You have to be prepared. There was an accident in the first match. Mr. Crouch and the department will definitely take special measures for the second match to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"What is it?!" Ron turned to look at Percy, wanting to know what special measures it was.
"I can't say. This is top secret information. You'll know when the time comes!" Percy said proudly. "By the way, have you figured out the meaning of the golden egg?"
"It's still early. If you don't want to tell me anything, then don't!" Ron retorted.
Because of the Triwizard Tournament, he had been keeping Percy in suspense for the entire summer.
Now he wasn't interested in listening to him anymore. His attention returned to the beautiful girls.
At the same time, Elwyn and Hermione were also discussing why Percy was here.
There was no food on the shiny golden plate in front of them, but everyone had a small menu in front of them.
"Strange, I don't see a waiter!" Harry said. He picked up his menu uncertainly and looked around.
"It's simple. You just have to say what you want to eat!" Elwyn said, flipping through the menu.
Just then, everyone saw Dumbledore carefully look at his menu.
Then, he said very clearly to his plate, "Pork chop!"
The pork chop immediately appeared. Everyone at the table suddenly understood and followed suit, ordering their favorite food on their plate.
The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became lively. Everyone was chatting happily.
At the table directly opposite them, Hagrid was waving to everyone.
He was back in his hideous, plush brown suit, and he looked terrible.
Then, they saw Hagrid quickly turn his attention to the VIP table.
There, Mrs. Maxim waved to Hagrid. Her opal drink was sparkling under the candlelight.
The topic naturally shifted to Hagrid, Mrs. Maxim, and Bob Barton.
Gabriel told everyone about Bob Barton's Christmas. "Every year at this time, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures of different shapes. They don't melt. They look like huge diamond statues, sparkling in the auditorium. By the way, there's also the Forest Fairies Choir. When we eat, they will serenade us, and … "
After more than half an hour, everyone finished eating. Dumbledore stood up and asked his classmates to stand up as well.
He waved his wand and some of the tables flew to the wall, leaving an empty space in the middle.
He also conjured a high stage and put it against the right wall. On the stage, there was a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello, and several organs.
At this time, the Weird Sisters rushed onto the stage. The audience burst into thunderous applause.
Their hair was especially thick, and they wore black robes that were deliberately torn and tattered.
They picked up their instruments and everyone watched them with great interest. They almost forgot what they were going to do next.
Just then, the lanterns on the other tables went out. The four warriors and their partners stood up.
"It's time to dance!" Everyone was looking forward to it. This was the highlight of the ball.
Ron looked so nervous that he almost tripped on Lavender's robe when he stood up.
At this time, the Weird Sisters played a slow, sad song.
The warriors walked onto the brightly lit dance floor and began to dance gently.
The four warriors were all different in dancing. The best were Hibiscus Chinensis and Roger Davis.
They both looked very experienced. Davis had an intoxicated look on his face as he stared at Hibiscus Chinensis.
It was true. Another fool who was enchanted by the bloodline of the Enchanters.
Beside them, Cedric and Cho danced well, and they must have practiced in secret.
Qiu was wearing a cheongsam with oriental characteristics, which was very stunning.
She and Cedric danced to the rhythm in the center of the dance floor. Their steps were very elegant.
Compared to these two couples, Krum and his partner were slightly worse, mainly because Krum's movements were not very coordinated.
He also seemed a little absent-minded and kept looking out of the stage.
As for Ron and Lavender, their performances were even worse, but not as bad as expected.
Under Lavender's control, the two slowly circled in place.
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