In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 375

   Chapter 375 373. Prom

  The winter in the UK is significantly colder than that in France.

  But Jon basically spent last winter in the Arctic Circle, so the coldness after returning to England did not make him uncomfortable.

   It's just that after entering November, there is still no news from Lyon, and Jon basically has no hope of learning the Animagus this year.

  After entering winter, the chances of thunderstorms and snowstorms in July are almost the same, but fortunately, Jon was not so lucky to be able to learn Animagus in half a year.

   And at the end of November, Jon learned from Dumbledore that there would be a different event on Christmas Day the week before the game started.

   "Dance party? This game is about to become a life-and-death duel, and there is still a dance party?"

  Jon's eyes widened, obviously puzzled after receiving the news.

  Dumbledore leaned back in the chair relaxedly, with a gentle smile on his face.

   "Of course it will be held. No matter what the purpose of this competition is, it is a Triwizard Tournament, and the Yule Ball is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. This will not be erased."

  Jon had already thought of that scene in his mind.

   "So when the time comes, I still need those people to dance in a hall? Then start a life-and-death duel five days later?"

   "It's in line with gentleman's etiquette, isn't it?" Dumbledore blinked and said, "Even opponents can dance together on a formal occasion."

  Jon curled his lips: "Really? According to their blood theory, shouldn't it be a humiliation to pure blood that I can enter the auditorium?"

  Dumbledore suddenly looked at Jon strangely.

   "You don't seem to want to go to this dance?"

  Jon was found to be thinking carefully, but he didn't deny it, he just spread his hands and said.

   "Professor you know, I was an orphan before I was taken to the carriage. After I came to the carriage, I was rarely idle for a few days. Even in my free time, I basically stayed in the library or by the lake."

"so?"

   "So I can't dance at all."

  Jon said bluntly.

  Dumbledore smiled, and that smile was obviously joyful and happy.

"Jon, as long as you are human, you can't do everything. No one asks you to learn so much in this short career of more than ten years. There are still nearly two months before the Christmas ball. I believe you Just set aside half an hour a day to practice and you'll see what you're good at."

  Jon put a face on his face. Even though Dumbledore had expressed his full trust in him, Jon was still not very happy to attend the ball.

   As I said before, he actually hates the kind of activities that show his face, especially dancing in public, which made Jon, who was half socially phobic in his previous life, subconsciously resist.

   "Can't I not go?"

   Dumbledore crossed his hands, as if he was seriously thinking about Jon's proposal.

"If we want to control the public opinion, it's better to attend this dance, just like now, we come to the castle to participate in the competition, but as the owner of the castle, Riddle has always been very wary of us. On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, even the castle is not allowed to enter. It seems that we have been underestimated, but as the headmaster of a school, the current titular master of the British magic world, he will let the outside world see that his behavior is not the slightest The spirit of being a leader.”

"It's the same at this ball. The more we are treated rudely, the more we can contrast with his actions. Of course, if this kind of performance is not meaningful when Riddle still maintains an absolute advantage, but in It's in our favor when things get to a stalemate."

  He explained the pros and cons to Jon clearly, but finally said with a smile.

"Of course, if you really don't want to participate in this ball, then it's okay for us to retaliate against Riddle, as long as we can win this game in the end, who will think of blaming us for this at that time? Woolen cloth?"

  Jon hesitated for a moment, then asked again.

   "Will the dance be long?"

   "As a warrior, you have to be the lead dancer at the beginning of the dance, and after the lead dance is over, you can freely control your own time."

   Speaking of this, Dumbledore narrowly winked at him.

   "Is there a girl you like? If you are embarrassed to ask, I can use the power of the principal to help."

  Jon put on a bad face.

   "Whatever, but professor, don't expect too much from my performance at the ball. I have no interest in dancing."

"Ha, I believe nothing can stop you, Jon. If you are sure you want to participate, I will ask Vader to help. She comes from a family with strict etiquette and is very good at dancing. hours to teach you."

   "Then follow your arrangement, when can I go to see Professor Rozier?"

   "She usually drinks tea in the professor's lounge after dinner, and that time is just right."

  After listening to Dumbledore's arrangement, Jon got up from his chair and stretched.

   "I continued to squat by the Black Lake, hoping to find out today."

   "Don't worry, there are still two months before the start of the second project, and this is not the main task. Even if you don't find out in the end, it won't have much impact on our final arrangement."

   "I know the professor, but I've been idle lately anyway, so I can count on finding something for myself."

   While talking, Jon waved his back to Dumbledore, and then left the principal's office.

  The fire beside the wall was jumping, and Dumbledore was the only one left in the office. He leaned against the back of the chair, folded his hands in front of him, and stared quietly at the orange fire with his blue eyes.

   "Tom. What the **** are you trying to do."

"When we were exiled in the carriage, we didn't actually feel much fear, because everyone knew that the professors would protect us. On some major festivals, such as the day of the first term or Christmas Day, Hagrid, that is, The coachman who drives the carriage will take us to a place charming enough for us to have a nice dinner there."

  Hermione told Asia about the life in the carriage, and the two were looking for herbs that could be transplanted on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

  They chose a very suitable location, just behind the Quidditch pitch. With this huge building as a cover, people in the direction of the castle cannot see them, which is a good protection for Asia.

  Hearing Hermione's life, Asia's face was full of envy.

"I have never been out of the UK, not even in Devon. My family is there, because our family was judged to be a half-blood wizard by the Ministry of Magic, so all departures need to be reported to the Ministry of Magic. You can move freely only if you allow it, which will cost Dad a lot of money, and my mother said that the magic world has not been peaceful these years, so my family hasn't traveled for a long time.”

   "The Ministry of Magic also has strict jurisdiction over mixed blood?"

   "I heard from my father that in the past few years, it has been relaxed, but when I go to the Ministry of Magic to handle some key matters, I have to spend money to bribe the purebloods, otherwise it is basically impossible to get things done."

   Hermione frowned slightly.

   "Is this all on the surface?"

  "It's an open secret, everyone knows it, but no one will say it outright."

  Hermione and Athea have known each other for almost a month, and after the incident that saved her from bullying, they have met here many times together.

This sixth-grade mixed-race girl obviously didn't have many friends in the castle, and among the students who followed Dumbledore to Hogwarts Castle, Hermione didn't have many close friends except Jon, especially the girls. , so the two hit it off by accident in the process of getting along.

However, Hermione strictly grasped the scale. During the chat between the two, except for some daily life in the carriage, she did not reveal any more information, including the adventure at sea last year. She even said nothing. Did not mention.

   It's not that she doesn't trust Asia so much, but that sometimes not letting her know too much is protecting her instead.

"Can you talk about that Jon Green?" Asia helped Hermione straighten a plant of herbs so that she could use a shovel to dig. "There are many rumors about him in the castle, and the purebloods will hate him to death." Well, say that he is a born dark wizard, and he can't eat without killing a person every day with the Killing Curse."

  Hearing her serious tone, Hermione couldn't help laughing.

"If Jon hears these words by himself, he doesn't know how many times he will roll his eyes. The professors in your school have really worked hard to discredit him. In fact, just think about it. If Jon really has the rumors If it was so cruel, then how could he have rescued so many students from the castle, as well as me?"

"But everyone believed it." Asia tilted her head and said, "Students around me also, um. But Digory always thought this rumor was suspicious. When the school first started, he stopped everyone from speaking ill of you. He was suspected of being a 'sympathetic mudblood', but he stopped saying that later, but he didn't participate in the belittling of others."

   "Diggory?"

Hermione carefully took the herb out of the soil, and before the roots waving wildly like tentacles after leaving the soil could react, she suddenly pressed it back into the plant that had been prepared earlier. in a flowerpot.

  Asia supported her knees with both hands, bent down to watch Hermione's smooth operation, her face was full of amazement.

"Yes, Cedric Diggory, I feel that he is an outlier among everyone. He was very popular among his classmates before, and he was friendly to everyone, and as long as someone asked him for help, he would agree I agree. In the past two years, because of his remarks and actions, many people felt that he had become dangerous. This caused many people to alienate him, and even Professor Greengrass talked to him several times alone. .”

   Of course Hermione knew about Cedric. After Jon came out of the Forbidden Forest, Hermione was also there when he told what happened to him in it.

   In fact, she even knew that there was something wrong with this boy earlier than Jon, but of course she would not say these things in front of Asia.

   "Then he is indeed an outlier."

After the herb was settled, Asia was about to bid farewell to Hermione. She couldn't leave the castle for too long. If she did so frequently, other people would definitely notice the problem, so she worked hard every day to restrain her time with Hermione. Even if it was the happiest time of her day.

"see you later."

  Under the sun, the shy smiling girl waved to Hermione, and Hermione also waved to her with the flowerpot in her hand.

"goodbye."

  Asia turned around happily, and the long pale golden hair was jumping happily behind her, just like the girl's mood at this time.

At the beginning, she was still humming a brisk tune, hopping across the Quidditch pitch like a little girl, but after leaving the cover of the pitch, she saw the towering castle , she slowly changed back to her normal walking pace, until she came under the shadow of the castle, her beautiful long hair stopped jumping, and her steps became subconsciously heavy.

  Under the watchful eyes of the Aurors guarding the castle, she showed that timidity again, and walked into the castle cautiously.

  It is lunch time now, and the corridor on the first floor is full of students coming in and out of the auditorium, talking and laughing as they pass by Asia.

After Asia was in the castle, she always kept her head down, holding the robe with both hands in front of her body, and focused all her attention on the style of the robes of the students around her. Whenever she saw students passing by with school robes embroidered with gold, She will try to stay away from these people like a frightened rabbit.

  Walking into the auditorium, where most of the students were still eating their lunch, Asia came to the long table belonging to the mixed-race students.

   Seeing her sitting over, someone around looked up at her curiously.

   "Asia, you seem to like to go outside the castle all the time recently? Did you pick up any new hobbies?"

  Asia picked up the knife and fork on the table, and at the same time replied in a small voice.

   "No, no, I just feel a little bored and want to go outside."

  No one has any doubts about her words. Asia's personality is usually like this, she is very timid and easily bullied.

  The student who asked the question lost interest in asking questions after hearing her answer, and Acia was able to finish the lunch safely.

  However, just as she left the auditorium after finishing her lunch, and was about to go back to the dormitory, a thin man with a faint smile on his face stood in front of her halfway.

   "Conrad, do you have time to talk to me in the office?"

   "Under One Person, Tangmen Junior Martial Uncle" You have to experience it to know the warmth and coldness of the world. You have to face it before you know the righteousness of the country.

  Tang Qian is a time traveler, and the timing of time travel is not good.

  Since this year, he has met many people and many things. Zhang Zhiwei from Longhushan beat him up, and Duanmuying from Jishitang saved him...

  He has been depressed and angry, but there is only one thing that has not wavered.

  【The same person under one person, the timeline is in 1937】

  (end of this chapter)

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