Train to Another World.

Chapter 544 Dance
The second event will not start until after Christmas, and the Christmas in the middle has been changed to a Christmas ball. According to tradition, the opening dance of the ball is performed by the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament.

This really made Li Zhuoguang feel a bit awkward. He had few weaknesses, but dancing was definitely one of them. Fortunately, the school probably anticipated this situation and specially opened a dance training class.

Let the young wizards participate on their own, of course the two Hogwarts warriors must participate. If they can't even dance the opening dance well, it will be a disgrace to the school.

The trainer was Meg. She was such a serious person, but she was actually so good at ballroom dancing. Li Zhuoguang held Meg's waist and carefully avoided her feet.

"Mr. Li, be more natural. It's normal to step on each other's feet during practice." Mag reminded.

But Li Zhuoguang didn't dare to do it. He just used special means to compress his body into the shape of a child. His real situation was actually a red tank over three meters tall. If he stepped on Mag's instep, he didn't have to worry about whether it would leave a scar. The right thing to do was to find a way to grow a new sole.

But Li Zhuoguang had practiced "Snake Shadow Fist" after all, so his coordination was pretty good, and he was able to dance like a pro in a short while. Harry and Ron, who were hugging each other, danced like ghosts and wolves. Hermione was resting on the side, rubbing her feet. She was Harry's original sparring partner, and Ron was replaced because he couldn't stand being stepped on anymore.

Yes, Harry and Ron are back together. Everyone has seen how dangerous the Triwizard Tournament is. Ron used to judge others by his own standards, but when he saw the plight of Andrew and Lucia in the stands, he no longer thought that being a champion was a good opportunity to show off.

Although he didn't know whether Harry had secretly signed up, he had secretly signed up. In his opinion, if Harry didn't become a warrior, then he might become the unlucky one. What is Harry doing now? He is helping him avoid disaster!
Well, he still doesn't have much idea.

The Christmas dance is fun, but for some reason, students below the fourth grade are not allowed to attend, unless a senior student invites a junior student to be their dance partner.

Maybe the fourth graders will invite the third graders. As for the first and second graders, who would be interested in a bunch of immature kids? Oh, I forgot, Li Zhuoguang is also a kid now.

Because of this, he and Harry became the favorites of the first and second grade girls. First of all, being a warrior's dance partner was something worth showing off. Secondly, they really couldn't find many seniors who were willing to invite juniors, unless they were relatives.

For example, Percy Weasley, the unlucky one, wanted to use this Christmas party to invite his beloved Penelope, but how could he bear to refuse his sister's wish to attend the party when his sister was hugging him pitifully?

Li Zhuoguang glanced at Jinny inconspicuously, and she seemed to have recovered, as if nothing had happened before.

"Professor, do we have to invite someone of the opposite sex as our dance partner?" The one who dared to say this was the ignorant Ron.

McGonagall just looked at him and said, "Although you are Mr. Potter's practice partner, it does not mean that you can be his dance partner."

It's still 1992, and regardless of whether it exists or not, being gay is neither politically correct nor something to be proud of, whether in the Muggle or wizarding world.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's answer, Ron's face fell. As a twelve-year-old, he had no idea about whether to have a dance partner or not. He just wanted someone to take him to the dance so that he could show off a few more chicken legs.

Harry shrugged helplessly at Ron. He hadn't considered what would happen if he danced the opening dance with a man in his arms. He just felt sorry for not being able to help his friend.

So, in the spirit of keeping the wealth within the family, Harry asked Hermione if she wanted to attend the dance. After a little surprise, Hermione gladly accepted Harry's invitation. At the same time, the look she gave Harry also had some inexplicable meanings, after all, girls mature earlier.

During the break, Malfoy held his big book, pushed Harry and Ron aside, and came to Li Zhuoguang: "Boss, these are the names I selected."

"What list?"

"List of dance partners." Malfoy raised his eyebrows and continued, "Although Greengrass is wishful thinking, you can also have your own ideas. I have listed all the pure-blood girls of the right age. You can take the opportunity of this dance to observe them first."

The iron triangle, one was from a Muggle-born family, one was from a mixed-blood family, and one was a black sheep among the pure-bloods. They had never seen such a thing before and they all looked at him in amazement.

Li Zhuoguang took the list like an old man on the subway and started reading it. As expected, it contained the names of all the eligible women in the twenty-eight holy families. Li Zhuoguang even saw Ginny Weasley's name on it, but her name was heavily crossed out.

Ron saw it too: "Hey! Trash Malfoy, what do you mean by this?!"

Malfoy curled his lips in disdain: "Humph! What do you mean? The two parties in the marriage should at least be equal. The Greengrass family gave up a seat on the Wizengamot, what can you, the Weasley family, get?"

"Do you think my family would use Ginny for marriage? We are different from you! Besides, what's good about marrying him? He just has some money... money, right?"

As he was talking, Ron began to imagine, if Li Zhuoguang really became their son-in-law, with his wealth that could rival a country... then... no, Ginny was not a bargaining chip.

"Get out of the way!" Malfoy pushed Ron away with his big book, and looked at Li Zhuoguang with concern: "How about I recommend a few to you? I know all about their family situations." Li Zhuoguang waved his hand: "No, I don't need to do this."

Malfoy was not surprised by Li Zhuoguang's reaction. After all, Li Zhuoguang's situation was indeed a dimensionality reduction attack in the British magic world. After all, before he came, the Malfoy family was famous for its wealth. But compared with the other party, it seemed that they were no different from beggars, not to mention the strength of the family.

Malfoy also admitted that it would not help the Li family no matter which family Li Zhuoguang married into. As long as the woman was a pure-blood, even someone like Ginny Weasley, it didn't matter.

He crossed out Ginny's name because he didn't want to be respectful to the Weasley's little daughter when he became Li Zhuoguang's right-hand man in the future. Oh! It would be great if his parents could give him a sister or younger sister.

Seeing Malfoy recommending a dance partner to Li Zhuoguang, Pojun immediately rushed over, kicked Malfoy to the ground, and then grabbed Li Zhuoguang's sleeve: "Brother Li, I'm relying on you! I want to go to the dance, too!"

When Jinni begged her brother, Pojun was present throughout the process. She felt that she had mastered the key techniques, so she ran over to practice on Li Zhuoguang. Li Zhuoguang was helpless because of her nagging, and he had no interest in this so-called dance, so he agreed directly.

Ron cast an envious look at Pojun. He thought somewhat sadly, why didn't his parents give him a sister?
Although it was a dance for senior students, it was nothing more than dancing, talking about love, and nothing serious. Not everyone was Arthur Weasley, who could get his wife pregnant while at school.

Pojun also practiced martial arts for many years. After Li Zhuoguang taught her several times, she learned ballroom dancing. Although she thought that dancing to please others was somewhat beneath her dignity, she didn't care since Brother Li didn't say anything.

More importantly, he heard from the yellow robes that the kitchen had been working overtime these days. The food on the Christmas party must be very good. If they stayed in the lounge, they could only eat something casually to cope with the meal.

Now you can enter the venue and show off just by dancing for others, which is really a good deal. But wearing a skirt is not very comfortable, and the wind blows in from below, making it very cold.

After an opening dance, the warriors stepped back and the other little wizards rushed to the center of the hall, hugged their partners and started dancing.

Li Zhuoguang, Pojun, Harry, and Hermione sat on the chairs at the edge. Pojun patted Li Zhuoguang's arm, and Li Zhuoguang waved casually, and her dress turned into a robe she usually wore, and Li Zhuoguang did the same.

Hermione asked in disbelief, "Your clothes were made by Transfiguration?"

Pojun nodded: "Yeah, that thing is uncomfortable to wear, and I'm too lazy to buy a set."

Li Zhuoguang also echoed: "I just find it troublesome."

Hermione looked at the brother and sister, not knowing what to say. At this time, Pojun had already started to show off. For this day, the kitchen had indeed put a lot of effort into it. There were more than a dozen desserts than usual, not to mention a series of classic European dishes such as Bordeaux red wine stewed beef, seafood risotto, Iberian ham, roasted pork knuckle, moussaka, churrasco, French bouillabaisse, etc.

At this moment, a platinum-colored dog approached the crowd stealthily. It was Malfoy.

Hermione looked at Malfoy in astonishment: "How did you get in?"

Harry saw that Malfoy was also getting ready to take action, and considered whether to report him to the professor.

Malfoy proudly unbuttoned his velvet dress, sat down beside him, and said disdainfully: "Who am I? I am Draco Malfoy, it's not easy for me to find someone to bring me in?"

Pojun, with dessert in his mouth, looked Malfoy up and down: "Well, a pretty boy like you is really popular with old women. Did you sell your body?"

Malfoy's face flushed. "I didn't, I just spent some Galleons."

Malfoy took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and pretended to be calm and said to Pojun: "It's boring to see you sitting here eating. Do you need me to take you to the dance floor..."

Po Jun frowned and said, "Humph! I jumped once just to get in to eat, but you actually dared to make me jump a second time, you're asking for a beating!"

As he said that, he kicked Malfoy in the waist.

"oops!"

(End of this chapter)