Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

Snowflakes fluttered in the air, and melodious tunes mingled with the snow and wind, yet they didn't seem out of place at all.

The elegant music carries the joyful rhythm unique to Christmas.

Inside a huge tent that had been temporarily erected, students dressed in exquisite gowns chatted and laughed in small groups, enjoying the ball.

"Oh, welcome, Mr. Kevin, and Miss Granger."

As the organizer of this ball, Professor Horace was delighted to see Kevin and Hermione arrive together.

Good evening, Professor.

Hermione took Kevin's arm, and the two of them responded to Professor Horace in unison.

Kevin was wearing a black Western-style suit, while Hermione was wearing a pink and white gown.

"I heard your crucible exploded last time? Are you alright?"

Horace leaned closer to Kevin and whispered.

"...It's nothing, thank you for your trouble."

Kevin was speechless for a moment, but still spoke slowly.

The cauldron explosion was actually a fabricated excuse Harry made up when Professor Horace asked him why Kevin hadn't attended the dinner party.

"Haha, it's good that you're alright, Kevin. If you need anything, you're welcome to come to me anytime to discuss some academic issues."

Professor Horace chuckled as he touched his belly.

"I will, it would be my honor."

"Okay, come on, let's take a picture together."

Professor Horace summoned a photographer and had Kevin and Hermione take a group photo.

I wonder if this photo will ever appear on Professor Horace's wall.

After taking the photos, Professor Horace went to greet the others. After all, this was a ball he used to recruit talent, and he couldn't just revolve around Kevin Hermione.

"Hey Kevin, Hermione, want something to drink?"

As soon as Professor Horace left, Neville, dressed in a white uniform, came over carrying a tray of wine glasses.

He had been invited to Professor Horace's dinner party, but that dinner party seemed to be just an "interview," and only a portion of the people actually joined the Slug Club.

Clearly, Professor Horace's judgment needs improvement.

Neville is one of the few people whose knowledge of herbal botany surpasses Kevin's.

He is destined to become another master of herbal botany in the future.

Although there are some shortcomings in his personality, he will gradually grow and improve.

"Thank you, Neville."

Kevin picked up a glass of wine, raised it to Neville, and then downed it in one gulp, and then...

yue, to report drinking.

"...What kind of liquor is this, Naveen?"

"Haha, I heard this is brewed with dragon's urine, and drinking it is good for your health."

After saying that, Neville turned around and took the wine to serve the others.

"..."

This left Kevin speechless.

Hermione, who was standing nearby, burst out laughing.

"Hermione, I suddenly find you very alluring. Let me give you a kiss."

Kevin glanced at Hermione, who was laughing hysterically to the side, and put his arm around her waist, saying slowly.

"Haha, sorry Kevin, we'll kiss later."

Hermione quickly reached out and pushed Kevin's face away, laughing as she begged for mercy.

"I want to kiss you right now, Hermione."

"No, I won't smile anymore, what if my lipstick smudges?"

Hermione tried to suppress her laughter and push Kevin's face away, but she used all her strength to hold back her laughter and couldn't move him at all.

"Let's touch up our makeup after the kiss."

The two pushed and shoved each other, completely oblivious to whether the setting was appropriate.

Until Harry showed up.

"Kevin and Hermione, aren't you ashamed? So many people are watching. If you're going to show affection, at least go somewhere else."

Harry grabbed their hands and dragged them behind a secluded curtain.

Ginny soon followed; she was Harry's dance partner who was accompanying him to the ball.

As soon as Hermione saw Ginny, she immediately hid behind Ginny, which puzzled Ginny.

Kevin had no choice but to give up on the idea of ​​kissing Hermione.

They didn't rush to get close to Horace at this public ball or engage in PUA tactics, but rather attended the ball very casually, so they didn't have any plans.

The group was just having a casual chat.

At that moment, another student in a white uniform walked over carrying a plate.

"Would you like some Tartare steak?"

Looking at the exquisite little desserts, Kevin wanted to try them, but the word "dragon" made him feel nauseous.

"No, thank you." Kevin waved his hand.

"Hmm, a wise choice. This stuff will give you terrible bad breath."

The man nodded, then chuckled to himself.

The next moment, Hermione grabbed the desserts and stuffed them into her mouth one after another.

He ate while giving Kevin a wicked grin.

After finishing her meal, she walked up to Kevin, opened her arms, tilted her head back, and pouted, indicating that Kevin could kiss her.

"..."

Kevin looked at Hermione, who was acting silly, speechless. Where did she learn that from?

Oh, you learned it from me? Never mind then.

Hermione wore a triumphant smile, thinking Kevin wouldn't dare kiss her anymore.

The next moment, Kevin grabbed Hermione's waist and kissed her on the lips without hesitation.

Hermione blinked rapidly, clearly not having reacted yet.

The next moment, she anxiously patted Kevin's chest, making muffled noises, which only resulted in Kevin kissing her even more fiercely.

He stood on tiptoe, unable to even make a sound.

Harry and Ginny were too embarrassed to look and quickly left the scene, covering their faces.

Luckily, there was no one here, otherwise I would have been surrounded by a crowd.

After a while, Kevin finally released Hermione.

Hermione's hair was now a bit disheveled, a trace of drool remained at the corner of her mouth, and she could barely stand, so she could only lean weakly on Kevin.

Her whole face was flushed, and her eyes held both reproach and affection.

"I don't seem to have bad breath~"

"Hermione, why don't you eat a few more pieces, and then we'll share another kiss?"

Kevin looked at the soft and cuddly Hermione in his arms and teased her.

"..."

Hearing Kevin's smug, self-satisfied laughter, Hermione rolled her eyes with a captivating charm.

But after thinking about it, she couldn't help but get angry, so she pinched Kevin's waist hard as punishment.

"You stinky Kevin!"

"Oops! Wrong, wrong!"

What goes around comes around, and now it's Kevin's turn to beg for mercy. Hermione is showing absolutely no mercy.

The two flirted and teased each other for a while before finally stopping.

By the time they came to their senses, Harry and Ginny had already vanished.

At this moment, the melodious music in the ball gradually rose in pitch.

The ball has officially begun.

Several students, each with their dance partner, were the first to enter the dance floor and began to dance with composure and confidence.

Soon they spotted Harry and Ginny.

Judging from the youthful innocence and adoration on their faces, they were truly enjoying the dance.

"It's time to show off your dance moves, dear Miss Granger~"

Kevin also extended his hand to Hermione, inviting her to dance.

"Then don't embarrass me, dear Mr. Kevin~"

Hermione straightened her slightly disheveled appearance, which had been affected by Kevin, and then gracefully reached out and placed her hand on Kevin's.

Then the two of them stepped onto the dance floor together.