Chapter 419 Bloody Christmas

The oak door was completely opened, and thunderous applause and cheers burst out from the open door.

The original hall has completely changed.

The walls of the hall are covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling is a starry night sky, and there are hundreds of mistletoe branches and ivy wreaths hanging.

The four college tables are gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns, each table can seat about ten people.

The original quaint Hogwarts Hall is like the ice palace in Frozen under such decoration. Like the outside, the magic ceiling is covered with fine snow, and the whole hall is beautiful, like a fairyland.

A long and exquisite red carpet extends from the door to the interior of the hall, where there is a huge stage, the ground is crystal clear and smooth, like a whole piece of ice that has been completely dug out.

Dumbledore and several other headmasters and officials from the Ministry of Magic stood there, smiling and clapping gently.

The camera of the Magic Projection Company stared at Zhang Xiao and the glove lady, and wanted to poke the lens directly into their faces.

"Merlin - what kind of dress is this? Who is that beautiful lady?

Damn, why don't I have any information?"

A chubby man in a tuxedo was anxiously turning around. He kept instructing the person in charge of filming, and the camera lingered on Zhang Xiao's robe and the glove lady's face.

The audience was the same. They put down the snacks in their hands and looked at the picture on the projection infatuatedly. Even though they were separated by another layer of screen, they were still impressed by this beautiful picture.

Some of the more sensitive people have realized that tonight's ball will definitely affect the trend of dresses in the next period of time.

Those wealthy wizards who are not short of money have begun to write letters to the robe customization shops they often go to, asking whose products the clothes on these two people are.

"What a grand opening." Lady Glove sighed softly, with a gentle smile on her face:

"Our dances were not like this back then, and were far less lively than now."

The little wizards in various dresses lined up on both sides of the red carpet, clapping, whistling, and cheering.

The same questions and admiration were also circulating among the little wizards. As Malfoy said, the little witches would go crazy for Zhang Xiao's robes.

The wizards also stared at Lady Glove, and questions about who she was were endless.

Under everyone's gaze, the two walked step by step to the center of the stage.

The lights in the entire auditorium suddenly dimmed, with only a soft beam of light shining from the top of the head, and then soft music sounded.

When the music sounded, they began to dance.

Zhang Xiao's left hand gently rested on the lady's waist, and his right hand held the lady's left hand, and their bodies swayed gently to the rhythm of the music.

The skirt swayed gently with her steps, as if clouds were walking in the night sky. The lady's slight move made Zhang Xiao's heart tremble.

This is a master! The waltz that I trained intensively seems to be a little behind the pace!

How can this be?

Who doesn't know that Chinese men want to be strong all their lives? Zhang Xiao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and entered the state of emptiness and clarity!

Everything around him seemed to slow down, and the control of his body reached its peak.

The left foot slid forward gently, and the right foot followed and turned gently. The body remained straight and leaned forward slightly, and the movement suddenly became smooth and powerful.

The lady laughed softly, and the movement became lighter and softer.

She moved lightly with Zhang Xiao's steps, sometimes following, sometimes leading.

Her body was as soft as a willow branch, swaying with the ups and downs of the music, and the skirt fluttered with her rotation, as if a blooming flower bloomed in the night sky.

The little wizards were fascinated by the two people in the dance floor who were like two elegant swans gliding on the lake. The huge auditorium was silent. They held their breath, fearing that the sound they made would disturb the two people in the dance floor.

Their dance steps were sometimes close and sometimes distant, but they always maintained perfect coordination.

The lady could follow Zhang Xiao's every rotation lightly, and the two bodies were intertwined in the rotation, like two graceful curves dancing in the air.

Their movements were both powerful and elegant, and every turn and every step was full of charm and charm.

The lights shone on the two people, as if they were really shining, and the snowflakes were attracted by their movements and surrounded the two people.

It has become the most beautiful landscape painting.

The audience in front of the projection was attracted by this scene. On this happy Christmas, when the family members were all together, many people couldn't help but follow the music in the projection, pulled their wives, and danced the same song. It might not be beautiful, but the burst of emotions was particularly sincere.

When the dance ended, the two held hands and bowed gracefully to express their gratitude. The excitement and emotions accumulated in the hearts of the young wizards finally burst out at this moment.

They waved their hands and shouted loudly for another song, but Zhang Xiao didn't have the energy to do another song. He was just standing there forcing himself.

Dancing a song in the empty and bright state was more tiring than fighting!

At this moment, the dance music changed, and there were several more beams of light on the stage. The Hogwarts team entered one after another.

Malfoy led Hermione to the front, the boy tried to hold back his smile, but the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

Beside him, Hermione also had a smile on her face, a little nervous.

She didn't look like Hermione at all. She had done something to her hair, it was no longer messy, but smooth and shiny, and tied into an elegant bun at the back of her head.

She wore a robe made of flowing light purple-blue fabric, and somehow her temperament was different - maybe it was just because she took off the more than 20 thick books she usually carried on her body.

The warriors entered directly from a separate channel, and once again shocked the young wizards as soon as they appeared.

"Who is the pretty girl next to Malfoy?"

"I don't know, but she looks a bit like Granger?"

"Granger? Impossible, how could she be Granger?"

"It's Granger. Have you forgotten the civil war that broke out in Slytherin some time ago? Who did Malfoy fight for?"

"Oh my God, I suddenly understand Malfoy a little bit. Granger is so beautiful?"

Not only that, behind Malfoy is Cedric holding hands with Qiu Zhang. The boy is tall and handsome, and the girl is shy and cute.

Their combination caused cheers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Neville held Luna, and the outfit of this 'crazy girl' today was also amazing. She originally planned to use her own butter beer corks and other decorations.

Those girls stopped her, and made plans and put forward many suggestions, so when she appeared in the end, the 'crazy girl' became a fairy girl.

Her unique temperament perfectly blended with Neville.

Astoria beside Harry was equally dazzling. Perhaps the most shocking was Ron. The French beauty beside him was taller than him, a full head taller.

But she looked at Ron with passion, as if he was some rare treasure.

Dumbledore, standing on the side, clapped his hands gently, smiling at the little wizards in front of him. He waved his hand, and the dance music started again.

The real dance began.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and the rain gathered under the brim of the hood and dripped under the action of gravity.

Dudley held the holy silver crossbow arrow that had been strung in his hand, followed a few people dressed like him, and stared silently at a three-story independent house with lights on not far away.

This was the target tonight. According to Edward, there were evil wizards hiding inside.

A man in a white priest robe took off his hood, held a scripture, slowly walked to the front of the house, opened the scripture, and read something in a low voice.

Finally, he raised a cross and stabbed it into the ground. A white glow flashed at a very fast speed. The rain around seemed to stop, but only for a short moment.

Edward's cold voice sounded in his ears:

"According to the plan, two people break the door, one blocks the back door, and the rest enter from the third floor!"

Dudley's heart began to beat. He jumped out of the bushes lightly and ran silently towards the house that seemed to be unaware of anything.

His companions moved faster. This group of demon hunters who had drunk the holy medicine arrived at the designated location in just a few seconds with speed and flexibility far beyond that of humans.

The hunt began.

Malfoy, Harry, Ron and others held their partners' hands awkwardly as they practiced in the Room of Requirement. They danced slowly with the music, and the light beam hit them.

The girls' faces were so deep and charming, and a different kind of happiness suddenly surged in their hearts.

The dance steps also became cheerful in such a mood.

"Bang!"

Dudley kicked the door with a huge force. The thin wooden door was like a cannonball. The hinges twisted and deformed with a harsh sound and flew backwards.

Another person beside him rushed in directly, and there was the sound of glass breaking above his head.

"Who are you?"

Dudley heard the terrified shouts from inside the house, but he didn't care about anything else. He just followed his companions and rushed in.

The dance music gradually became cheerful. Malfoy held Hermione's slender waist and pushed it up hard. Then, with the rotation of his toes, he turned a semicircle gracefully.

The other few people did the same. The girls' skirts flew, just like a few gorgeous flowers blooming on this crystal-like dance floor.

The little wizards were fascinated by the scene. They also swayed their bodies slightly with the music.

I just hope that this dance can last forever.

"Zheng!"

The bowstring of the holy silver crossbow was vibrating, making a piercing sound, and the crossbow arrow flew through the air with a sharp buzz and sank into the body.

The man in the room looked at his wife lying in a pool of blood with bloodshot eyes. He raised his wand and chanted a spell loudly, and dazzling spells gushed out from the tip of the wand.

The companion raised his wrist silently, and with the crisp sound of the machine expansion, a shining silver small shield popped out, just like Dudley himself did countless times during training.

Just a light block, the spell flew to the side.

"You go upstairs, leave this to me!"

The companion said calmly, Dudley nodded, and continued to walk up the stairs.

The atmosphere became more and more heated, and thin layers of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the young wizards, flashing crystal colors under the lights.

The dance music has reached the most intense part. They are no longer turning slowly. Their movements are full of power, and they are infused with all their enthusiasm between the contraction and release.

The girls also responded to the boys with graceful dance moves. They tried their best to show their soft postures, with flying skirts, which were beautiful.

Dudley raised the holy silver crossbow that had not been fired yet, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His first time participating in actual combat made his heart pounding. He scanned the rooms one by one.

There were not many rooms upstairs, and they were basically empty.

His companions moved faster. When he arrived at the last room, he found that in addition to a hooded man, his mentor Edward and the man in white priest clothes were also there.

In front of them was a crib and a frightened little boy about five or six years old.

"As usual, purify the older ones. The younger ones have not been stained with too many sins, so you can take them back."

Purification? What is purification?

The hooded demon hunter raised the holy silver crossbow without hesitation and aimed it at the little boy.

"But he is just a child -" Dudley hadn't finished his words when he saw the boy's thin body being lifted up and nailed to the ground under the huge power of the holy silver crossbow.

The boy's crying stopped abruptly, and blood flowed from under his body. Dudley stared blankly at the man in white priest clothes picking up the child who knew nothing in the crib.

I just felt a huge absurdity in my heart.

"No, he is not a child. Even if he is a child, he is a child of the devil. Don't look at them as human beings, but they are just demons in human skin.

Child, your faith is not -"

"Okay, he is my disciple, Ossis." Edward waved his hand impatiently: "You don't need to teach him. The mission is completed. Hurry up and leave."

He winked at Dudley, and Dudley endured the discomfort and confusion in his heart and slowly went downstairs.

When they arrived at the living room, their companions had finished the fight. The man who raised his wand and bravely resisted was lying on the ground, his eyes were colorless and he was no longer breathing.

The woman had a crown of thorns on her head, and she was crying on the man with her injured arm.

Dudley looked at all this blankly. In the originally warm family and ordinary life, he did not see any signs of demons. Everything was just like ordinary people.

Snacks, wine and drinks were scattered on the ground, and there were half-packed Christmas gifts in a corner of the living room.

"Tsk, these demons can watch TV programs?" A hooded companion came forward curiously and fiddled with it twice, and the sound of something like a projection in the living room suddenly became louder.

Dudley was attracted by the sound and turned his head to look.

On the gorgeous stage, several young couples had finished dancing and were pulling their partners to bow to the people below.

His eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at the figures in the projection in a trance. One of them was his cousin.

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I was also unfortunately infected, with a fever of 39.2, and almost didn't finish writing this chapter. This chapter was a bit confusing, and it felt like a high fever that wouldn't go away.