The Main Character Is a Walking Powder Keg / The Weird Sisters: All Men

It wasn't just Gabrielle; when Hermione's dance partner appeared, a large number of people in the audience froze on the spot.

Luna Lovegood has arrived.

Yes, just when everyone was watching the drama unfold and thought Hermione was about to walk away with Harry, Luna Lovegood appeared.

Today she was wearing a dress with silver sequins, her long, light blonde hair cascading softly down her back, and a cute hair clip pinned to her temple—it was clearly Hermione's doing.

She approached Hermione, who naturally placed her hand in hers. The two girls walked slowly down the stairs, into the stunned crowd... and then stopped!

Harry, however, remained holding the nine-year-old girl's hand the whole time, showing no intention of going to greet her!

This immediately caused an uproar in the Great Hall!

Are you kidding me? Hermione Granger, a Champion, didn't ask Harry to be her dance partner. Instead, she chose Luna Lovegood, who is also a girl!

Could it be that the two Granger have had a marital breakdown?

But whose tastes have changed this time?!

Hermione's move completely stunned everyone. Just as amazing as she was when she first appeared, she was now incredibly shocking!

"Harry, are you sure this is what you told me about... a slight change?" Sirius turned to Harry with a blank stare. "Why did they become dance partners?"

"Fine, things are already like this, Godfather, just make do with it."

Harry sighed, looking like he was reminiscing about the past, which earned him a big eye roll from Phoebe.

What is this ignorant child saying? How is it that my godfather and I are a good match?

With your rude mouth, you deserved to be dumped by Hermione Granger!

Almost everyone in the Great Hall was staring at Hermione and Luna Lovegood, but one person was secretly regretting their past actions.

When Professor McGonagall called everyone to gather in the center of the Great Hall, Viktor Krum's dance partner—a red-haired third-year girl—was still standing there, dumbfounded.

"Let's go."

"Um..."

Viktor Krum's somber reminder reached her ears, and the red-haired girl responded listlessly, mechanically taking his arm and walking slowly forward, her expression as stiff as a puppet.

She was also one of the firm believers that the two Granger would definitely team up, so in order to attend the ball and have Harry see her dressed up in the closest position, she went to great lengths to attract Viktor Krum, one of the Triwizard Tournament's Champion.

In this respect, she undoubtedly has an advantage, because not only is she beautiful, but she is also Quidditch Seeker like Viktor Krum, and the two have a lot in common.

And she even brought out one of her special treasures... You take me to the ball, and I'll let you ride Firebolt!

And so, she succeeded.

Even as she entered the Great Hall, she was still wondering... how Harry would react when he saw her like this?

Once the Champion's lead dance is over, it will be a natural step for me to invite Harry to dance with me... As a fellow Champion's dance partner, he certainly won't refuse in front of so many people.

But now, she discovers that fate has played a cruel joke on him.

Hermione didn't even ask Harry to be her dance partner; instead, she chose that Loony, and they stole all the limelight, leaving no one paying attention to her and Viktor Krum!

And... Harry, now that he had some free time, was also taken advantage of by those damned France!

All that planning I did for nothing, and it all came to nothing in the end?!

Are you feeling unwell... Ginny?

As Viktor Krum walked with his dance partner to the High Table, he was both worried and puzzled. He wondered what was wrong with the girl beside him. She had been fine when they set off, but now she seemed to have lost her soul.

Merpeople into the Great Hall, and as Harry and Gabrielle passed Professor McGonagall, the latter gave him a very displeased look.

"Mr. Granger, do you know... because of you, we almost didn't have enough tables! And the Champion's dance partners are being talked about by the other guests!"

Professor McGonagall is currently in a very bad mood.

Look at what happened tonight. First, a bunch of people from different grades, who were not really in sync, turned what should have been a dance party with at most half the school into a carnival of freaks and monsters.

And quite a few of them are first-graders... Are you sure they can dance?

In addition, there are the Champion's dance partners. Only Diggory and Viktor Krum's are somewhat normal. What are the other two?

Good grief, you brought your godfather to dance the opening dance with the Beauxbatons' Champion, but you paired yourself up with the Champion's sister. That's really keeping the good stuff in the family.

And what's with Hermione? Why is she with Lovegood from Ravenclaw?

Two girls dancing together, that's just... just indecent!

Most importantly, the culprit behind all of the above incidents is none other than Harry Granger right in front of us!

Chapter 662 The protagonist is flammable and explosive

"Professor McGonagall, don't be so serious! A ball is more fun with lots of people!"

Faced with Professor McGonagall's accusations, Harry adopted his usual flippant grin.

"As for the dance partner assignment, I think it's fine this way. My godfather is so handsome."

No... are you sure it's a matter of appearance?

Professor McGonagall was speechless upon hearing this. She admitted that Sirius was undeniably handsome, a renowned heartthrob in school, and often had girls openly or secretly admiring him.

The problem is, he's an adult now!

Doesn't he feel embarrassed mingling with a group of students like that?

Especially you two godfather and godson, you actually chose two sisters who are so much younger than you as your dance partners... You're not here to attend a dance, you're clearly here to have fun with your kids!

However, while Professor McGonagall was muttering to herself, Harry had already quietly prepared to slip away with Gabrielle.

Of course, if we don't leave now, we'll have to listen to Professor McGonagall's lectures again.

"Mr. Granger, wait a moment, I have something to do!" However, although Harry had a good idea, Professor McGonagall still stopped him.

"Gabrielle... go and grab a spot, I need to say a few words to Professor McGonagall."

Harry turned to look at Professor McGonagall, only to find that the other woman's expression was anything but simple.

Knowing that the other woman might have something to say to him, Harry had no choice but to send Gabrielle away first.

And the latter indeed meant the same thing. Taking advantage of the fact that there were few students around, Professor McGonagall took a few deep breaths and then put on a serious and concerned expression.

"Mr. Granger, I'd like to know... did you buy this tuxedo yourself, or was it a gift?"

"My dress... Professor, shouldn't this be the principal's problem? Why don't you just let him ask me himself?"

"This..." Professor McGonagall could tell that although Harry was still polite, his tone had completely changed.

This discovery also caused her great concern for a time.

"Harry, could you go and Albus?" Professor McGonagall's lips trembled slightly, her voice full of expectation. "He really cares about you..."

"I know, he cared about me the whole time, but so what?" Harry chuckled and shook his head apologetically. "Professor, you might as well just tell him... I don't have much to talk about with him. Because he expects far too much in return for that kind of concern."

There was once a person who placed you in a painful environment of constant abuse from childhood, but when you grew up, he suddenly wanted you to know how to be grateful and how to love.

He claims he wants to protect you, but in reality, he ignores your wishes and drags you and the life you cherish most into a vortex of conspiracy, and you can't even complain when you're constantly getting caught up in various dangers.

The funniest thing is that he clearly wants you to deal with a powerful enemy who can threaten the entire Britain Wizarding World, but he doesn't want you to become too strong. At the same time, he keeps emphasizing that you are a student and must restrain yourself according to student rules, respect others, and never go astray.

So... what does this mean?

Do you want me to be aloof and cold, or do you want me to be frivolous and vulgar?

Is it like my blossoming glory, or like my suffocating, eccentric behavior?

What does he want to do? What do I want to do?... What the hell does he want me to do?

Hehe~

Harry wasn't surprised at all by Professor McGonagall's attitude. She was someone who genuinely cared about him, which was why she seemed so heartbroken and regretful after he had a falling out with someone.

But there's nothing we can do; things have already come to this.

Harry no longer needs to compromise himself to please others just to win their favor.

Otherwise, while busy dealing with Voldemort, he also had to be kind, respectful, obedient, and humble to cater to the tastes of a certain person and his ilk...

Is he just bored out of his mind?

From beginning to end, Harry never intended to be a character that everyone would like.

He only ensures that a few close people will like him, and then becomes a strong person that more people hate but have to respect. Only in this way can he live a carefree life and avoid being bothered by those trivial matters that don't concern him.

And the important people around him will not become targets of arbitrary attacks and exploitation!

Humility, kindness, gentleness, and obedience are qualities he possesses in limited quantities, so he can only reserve them for those who truly deserve them.

Such people are few in his eyes, but they may not be nonexistent.

The Flamel couple, the Scamander family, Grandma Bathilda Bagshot, and Professor Flitwick and Professor Binns from the school, etc...

The most distinctive feature of these people is that they are all very pure-hearted. Their care and guidance for Harry are untainted by any ulterior motives, and they never presumptuously boss Harry around.

As for Professor McGonagall, she should actually have been on the list too...

All the students were finally seated in the Great Hall, and Professor McGonagall led the long line of Champion into the Great Hall, followed by a group of faculty members.

From a distance, Harry could clearly see a hint of disappointment on Dumbledore's face.

So, Professor McGonagall's problem is that while she is indeed simple-minded and cares deeply about Harry, her abilities are so great that many things end up falling on her shoulders.

Harry arrived at the ball dressed in a Royal Family courtier's uniform, which must have shocked Albus Dumbledore, who knew his past well.

However, he himself didn't dare to confront Harry, so he could only use Professor McGonagall as a pawn.

"Harry, how do you use this menu?"

There was a dinner party before the ball, Gabrielle excitedly received the menu, but had no idea how to order, so she could only look at Harry pitifully.

"Someone will demonstrate for us," Harry said with a smile, trying to reassure us.

"Pork chops." Just then, Dumbledore clearly announced the name of the dish on the plate in front of him.

Hot food immediately appeared on his plate, and the others, realizing what was happening, followed suit, naming their favorite dishes and then starting to eat heartily.

The High Table at the head table seemed to be having a great time. Dumbledore and Akinbad were chatting happily, while Olympe Maxime and Hagrid were exchanging glances. Only Igor Carrow seemed a little uneasy.

He kept glancing in Snape's direction, seemingly worried about something.

At the other half of the table, Hermione and Luna Lovegood sipped their food, clearly not wanting to put too much pressure on their dresses as they were about to start the dance.

As for Phoebe, she relapsed into her old habits.

"It's really nothing special. At Beauxbatons Castle, our Great Hall is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas—the kind that don't melt, of course—like..."

Don't talk while you're eating.

However, she clearly forgot that Sirius was sitting next to her.

"Hmph~" Phoebe let out a pleasant snort after Sirius's light retort, but she did stop complaining.

Sure enough, being handsome lets you do whatever you want; Sirius's good looks are the perfect cure for all kinds of affectation.

Chapter 663 the Weird Sisters, Both Men

The banquet didn't last long, as everyone was looking forward to the ball that followed. In about half an hour, everyone had quickly finished the food in front of them.

After the meal, Dumbledore stood up and called all the students to their feet. With a casual wave of his wand, the tables in the Great Hall flew to the corner, leaving a large empty space in the middle.

Then, he conjured up a tall stage and placed it in the right corner of the Great Hall, on which he placed a drum set, several guitars, a lute, a cello, and several organs.

After that, the Weird Sisters that Dumbledore had invited took to the stage, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause.

"This, this is the weird... sisters?" Gabrielle's face froze upon seeing the band members.

She truly had no idea that this band, which called themselves 'Sisters,' was actually a group of burly men with extremely thick hair, dressed in tattered black robes.

"Their music is really good, they're quite famous in the Britain Wizarding World," Harry explained with a smile. "As for their unconventional style of dress, it's just a way for them to pursue their dreams, at least it leaves a lasting impression, right?"

Throughout the Britain Wizarding World, including Hogwarts, the Weird Sisters are household names, not only because they are indeed famous, but also because they are a very young band.

The oldest member of the band is lead singer Myron Wagtaire, who is only twenty-four years old this year; many of the other members have only graduated from Hogwarts a year or two ago; and the youngest of them, cellist Merton Greaves, is still in sixth grade at Ravenclaw.

The band that took the stage picked up their instruments, and the lanterns on the other tables went out. The four Champion and their partners, having received the signal, rose and went to the center of the dance floor.