Chapter 152: The school will arrange 1 for you

With the coming of winter, the Christmas holiday is getting closer.
The teachers and students at Hogwarts seem to want to impress the guests of Bussbatten and Durmstrang this Christmas. The school began to set up more than half a month in advance. By visual inspection, everything will be pretty beautiful by Christmas!
Before the Christmas holiday, on the last Thursday night, Professor Pomona-Sprout could hardly tell that he was in the Hufflepuff common room.
She also called almost all of the Hufflepuff students to the common room.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you to rest!" Professor Sprout said: "But there is something, I must inform everyone..."
All Hufflepuff students put down their things and gathered around Professor Sprout.
Jon followed behind Zacharias Smith and Ernie McMillan...All he was thinking about was the contents of the Potions Sequence List. Those more than a hundred different sequences almost made him head. Faint...
Although he had already returned the form to Professor Snape for the potions class last Tuesday, he had everything in his mind.
"I am very happy to tell everyone that the Christmas ball is coming!" Professor Sprout said slowly: "The Christmas ball is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament, and it is also a great opportunity for us to communicate with friends from other schools. .
Many Hufflepuff students quickly began to talk.
"Can everyone participate?" Zacharias-Smith exclaimed excitedly: "Invite any girl?"
"I'm sorry, Zacharias!" Professor Sprout smiled regretfully at him: In fact, the prom is only open to students above the fourth grade... But if the members of the prom are willing, they can invite a lower grade. Students...So if you want to participate, you can only wait for a senior girl to invite you! "
Zacharias had just smiled excitedly on his face, and it solidified in an instant.
Hannah Abbot covered her mouth and snickered, then she leaned over to Susan Burns...the two seemed to be discussing something. Susan laughed even harder, and she tried to cover her mouth with her hand to prevent the sound from coming out.
"Be quiet, girls, don't be so excited!" Professor Sprout glanced at them: "The ball will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock in the evening on Christmas, and it will end at midnight...Any student who participates in the ball, Must be dressed in formal dress!"
"Yes, the Christmas ball is a very relaxing project, and it is also a rare opportunity for you to take a break... I hope everyone can find a suitable partner, and I hope everyone will not lose Hogwarts face and Hufflepuff at the ball. s face!"
As the book said, Professor Sprout nodded slightly towards them:
"Well, it's not too late...you guys rest!"
Everyone walked to their respective dormitories... Jon was also pacing in the crowd, while still thinking about the contents of the potion sequence list in his mind.
"Jon, come here!" Professor Sprout yelled, and at the same time waved to him: "There is one thing I need to tell you in particular..."
...
Jon came to Professor Sprout slowly, somewhat listlessly.
"Let's go to the corridor..." Professor Sprout took a look at the students who were still in the common room, looked at them curiously, and suggested.
Professor Sprout led him over the barrel and into the corridor by the kitchen.
"Jon, the warriors must have their own partners--" Professor Sprout reminded softly.
"Partner..." Jon, who was still thinking about the potion in his mind, didn't react for a while: "What partner... Coffee partner?"
Professor Sprout glanced in surprise.
"Your partner who is going to the dance party!" She said quite solemnly: "Every warrior must have his own dance partner..."
"But..." Jon had already realized what was going on. He argued: "But, I'm ready to go home during the Christmas holiday..."
"It's okay!" Professor Sprout shook his head: "I will find a way to refund the ticket for the Hogwarts Express train returning to London..."
"It's not a question of tickets..."
"There are more than ten days of holiday after Christmas, you can also go back then..." Professor Sprout explained.
"Ah..." Jon felt a little speechless. He argued hard, "But the professor...I can't dance..."
This is true. He doesn't know anything about ballet, ballet or pole dancing.
"You must know how!" Professor Sprout's tone hardened hard: "I'm just about to tell you this. According to traditional practice, the ball is danced by the warriors and their partners, so at the ball, you must Present."
Professor Sprout added: "I suggest that you can consult Minerva... Let her teach you well. I remember Minerva was quite good at dancing when she was young!"
Jon couldn't help but see the scene where he and Professor McGonagall were dancing hand in hand, which made him startled in a cold sweat, and quickly said: "No, no... Don't bother Professor McGonagall!"
Fortunately, Professor Sprout didn't get too entangled in this issue.
Jon suddenly had an idea, and a blind spot sounded.
He said hurriedly: "By the way, Professor Sprout, didn't you just say that the prom is only open to students above the fourth grade... I'm just a third-grade student, I should not be eligible..."
"That's a problem..." Professor Sprout nodded thoughtfully: "The rules of the dance party cannot be changed..."
"Oh, yes..." Professor Sprout exclaimed with some excitement: "You can ask a senior girl to invite you~EbookFREE.me~ this is not a problem!"
"A way that sounds perfect..." Jon said weakly.
"There is indeed a problem with this method..." Professor Sprout also realized that this is not good: "After all, letting girls invite boys to the ball is really against the spirit of the ball..."
"Yes! Yes!" Jon nodded repeatedly, "So... I don't have a dress yet!"
"Can the school buy you a dress!" Professor Sprout said without hesitation. She was taken aback, and then jumped up: "Yes, good idea..."
"I'll go tell Professor Dumbledore now!" Professor Sprout seemed to have an idea: "Let the school arrange one for you!"
"What?" Jon couldn't help but open his mouth: "What is the school arranged for me?"
"Yes, arrange a partner!" Professor Sprout said in an unquestionable tone: "Well, Jon...you go back to rest, too!"