With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

Rita knew very well who the other person was; he was a close ally of Deputy Director Jaina.

She narrowed her eyes, returned the proof to Hagrid, and became even more amiable.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. Please give my regards to Mr. Green." With that, she quickly turned and left the pumpkin patch.

On her way out, she happened to run into Harry, who was looking for Hagrid. Her eyes lit up and she went up to him: "Hi, Harry."

Harry glanced at Rita, who was wearing a magenta robe and holding a green stenographer, with a furtive look on her face. She was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

“Harry, are you confident you can beat Hermione Granger, who's currently leading the standings, in the next match? I heard she's good friends with you; has that affected your friendship?” She looked at Harry with a smile. “I heard you and Ron Weasley had a falling out; is that because Krum came to Hogwarts? Have you made up?”

Is it possible?

“I only have one thing to say to you,” Harry said irritably, “Goodbye.”

After saying that, he took off running towards Hagrid's cabin.

I suggest inviting a lower-grade student one by one.

The audience erupted in excitement.

Lisa Dupin chuckled softly, looking eager to try.

Padma Petit glanced reservedly at the boys in the class, her eyes filled with a critical look.

It seemed that there weren't many boys in this classroom who she found decent.

Compared to the girls' precociousness, the boys seem a bit too straightforward.

Many people looked bewildered, seemingly still wondering, what exactly is a ball?

Want to watch the girls dance?

And... if a dance is to be held on Christmas Eve, what happens to the originally lavish Christmas dinner? Will it be preserved?

Besides, the girls' critical and scrutinizing gazes also puzzled them.

Levin nodded, indicating that he understood.

"The referee can lead the dance...that's great." Padma looked longingly at Levin and then secretly glanced at him.

In fact, it wasn't just her... many girls who pretended to pack their things and lagged behind were secretly watching him.

Levin pretended not to see it, packed his things, and quickly left the classroom.

At that moment, Padma suddenly called out to him.

“Levin…”

"Well, what happened?"

“N-nothing…” Padma hurriedly shook her head.

"I'll be going now." Levin hurried off.

The girls' eyes were practically ravenous.

He had absolutely no interest in the girls' covetousness.

Because they had already realized that they were about to face a catastrophic problem.

Chapter 327 The Troubles of Happiness

Not only the young wizards of Ravenclaw, but all the young wizards of Hogwarts were stirred up with enthusiasm, and the cold winter wind could not dispel their restlessness.

Logically, as the weather gets colder, there should be fewer and fewer little wizards in the corridors.

Everyone prefers staying in a warm, cozy bed to being outside in the cold wind.

At the very least, you should stay by the lit fireplace in the lounge.

But now, an unexpected thing has happened: the number of little wizards in the corridor has suddenly increased.

Especially the girls, they were in groups of three or five in the corridor, dressed in thin clothes even though it was winter, preferring to be cold rather than not be cool.

After all, wearing bulky clothes won't show off your figure, so who are you going to show off your hard work losing weight for?

The Weasley twins seized the opportunity and started selling winter badges in the castle.

The enchantment on this badge is the 1st level spell "Environmental Tolerance," which protects the recipient from harm by cold or heat and allows them to remain comfortably in environments ranging from -20 to 60 degrees Celsius.

However, in an effort to save costs, the twins even cut corners on this aspect, directly reducing the function in half, removing the "20 to 60 degrees Celsius" range, and only retaining the function of resisting cold.

For the full functionality, you'll have to pay extra.

Even so, each badge sold for a high price of 1 Gallon, without any discount. As a result, the winter badges sold out, and the twins had to urgently seek help from the Society of the Learned, finding a few junior wizards from Class 3 who knew alchemy to work for them.

To this end, they not only paid the workers piece-rate wages, but also promised to give the association a sponsorship fee after they made money.

Hermione readily agreed.

Thus, the witches of Hogwarts were able to show off their figures and compete in beauty in the corridors.

They giggled and whispered among themselves, bursting into laughter whenever a boy walked by, excitedly exchanging opinions and discussing what to wear on Christmas Eve…

The six champions at Hogwarts became the focus of attention, with some hoping to become their dance partners and others curious about who the champions would choose.

Levin, as a judge, received the same treatment as them.

No, it should be said that he received more attention.

After all, even without the Triwizard Tournament, he was always the most popular boy at Hogwarts.

For example, right now, he wants to go from the Charms class to the Great Hall for lunch.

What should have been a five-minute walk had taken him a full twenty minutes, and there was still more than half the distance to go.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a rare animal, surrounded and forcefully observed by the little witches from the three schools.

Yes, Durmstrang did have female students, just in smaller numbers.

Just like there are boys in Beauxbatons.

Of course, the quality of girls at Durmstrang is nowhere near that of Hogwarts or Beauxbatons.

Their students come from Germany and Northern Europe.

Nordic and Germanic women... well, it's hard to describe. They're often more robust than men, with thick body hair, some even having chest hair.

Levin himself doesn't even have chest hair!

This kind of girl is probably only treasured by Durmstrang's own boyfriends.

After all, Durmstrang has a male-to-female ratio of 5:1, with two out of three couples being gay. In such a school, it's like a sow trying to outshine a beauty.

However, Levin had to endure the enthusiastic invitations from these female gorillas.

They, along with the little witches from Beauxbatons and Hogwarts, appeared one after another. Actually, it's normal to be rejected by Levin. Everyone gets rejected, so it doesn't make a difference if you're rejected too.

This significantly lowers the intellectual barrier to extending an invitation to Levin.

Many girls come up with the mindset of "what if I try?"

Being rejected isn't a big deal, but if Levin accepts, then you've hit the jackpot.

Faced with such overwhelming enthusiasm, Levin had no choice but to use Apparition in public. In a flash of light, he disappeared down the corridor and headed straight for the auditorium.

In fact, quite a few little witches in the Great Hall were also eyeing Levin.

But here, everyone tends to be a bit more reserved.

After all, the professors are all watching.

However, professors also have their own troubles when it comes to things like balls.

After all, it was the ball for the Triwizard Tournament, and since they represented Hogwarts, they naturally had to attend.

But for the eccentric professors at Hogwarts, this was a bit of a challenge.

For example, all the female professors were struggling to choose a male partner.

It's not that they're picky; there really aren't many to choose from.

Of the few male professors at Hogwarts, Professor Flitwick was far too short. Standing next to him, Flitwick looked like a hobbit, and I would have to bend over. How could I possibly choose him?

But if it were Hagrid, then he would be the hobbit himself, and he would still have to pass.

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Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic, is a ghost and is also unsuitable.

It's not that the female teachers discriminated against ghosts. Professor Binns was indeed a great dance partner and was very skilled in classical court dance. However, if you actually chose him, you wouldn't be able to hold his hand at all while dancing. It would feel like dancing with thin air, which would be really stupid.

And then there's Professor Moody. If you choose him, forget about dancing; you'd probably be mistaken for an attacking dark wizard and taken down on the spot the moment you get close.

After much consideration, there are only three men who are barely suitable as male companions.

Severus Snape looks like a normal person, provided he washes his hair properly before the ball, otherwise the scalp oil alone could knock out several people.

Dumbledore would certainly be a good choice, but he was too old and his health was not up to par.

The third one was surprisingly the administrator, Argus Filch.

As one of the few relatively normal male staff members at Hogwarts, even the Squib has his day.

There's nothing we can do about it; there are just too many female faculty and staff at Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall for Transfiguration, Professor Sprout for Herbalism, Professor Sybil Trelawney for Divination, Professor Setima Victor for Mathematical Divination, Professor Aurora Sinesta for Astronomy, Professor Kerridy Boubagi for Muggle Studies, and Professor Bathilda Babling for Ancient Runes.

This does not include Mrs. Hodge of the flight class, Mrs. Pince, the librarian, or Mrs. Pomfrey of the school infirmary.

There are simply too many wolves and not enough meat.

At this moment, Levin suddenly felt a sense of empathy for these male faculty members.

Because he also faces a situation where there are too many wolves and not enough meat.

It's not because there are too many girls who want to be his dance partner—fundamentally, they're not a problem at all; he can just give them all the "friend zone" treatment.

But there are always some people who can't be dealt with by simply giving them a "friend zone" card.

For example, the witches around Levin,

Dating multiple girls at the same time seems wonderful:

Today I get to study and read books with a female academic star.

Tomorrow I will take a walk with a classical beauty by the Black Lake.