Chapter 612
Inviting a Dance Partner
Chapter 612 Inviting a Dance Partner
During the usual SSC activity time, Neville stood in front of his desk. In front of him, a tender yellow chick was shaking its feathers restlessly, and its black bean-like eyes were searching for food on the table.
"Snufflifors!"
Neville chanted the Transfiguration spell and tapped the back of the yellow chicken with his wand. The chicken twitched on the table, its body seeming to be kneaded by invisible hands.
A few seconds later, the chick turned into a two-winged mole, flapping its wings in confusion and moving around skillfully on its four paws.
"Failed again..."
Neville slumped his shoulders in frustration and whispered, "My Transfiguration is still so bad."
Vader sighed.
Although he could instruct on magic that required precise spells and gestures, such as Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts, he could provide little help on subjects that relied on the wizard's own will, such as Transfiguration.
"You're too nervous, Neville."
Wade extended his wand and tapped the mole that was trying to fly, changing it back, and then said, "The key to species change is to imagine the essence of the target creature and establish a mental connection with the target. Success or failure depends on your concentration."
"…Concentration?"
Under Wade's gentle gaze, Neville seemed to become even more nervous. He tried hard to construct the appearance of a mole in his mind. However, the more he imagined, the clearer the image of the winged mole became.
Then Wade saw that Neville's breathing became a little rapid, fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, and his eyeballs rolling under his eyelids.
Suddenly, he reached out and patted Neville's forehead. The boy was startled, and the image in his mind suddenly disappeared. He stared at Wade with round eyes, a little dazed.
"Don't think about it. Go and take a rest." Wade said, "Successful Transfiguration will come naturally when you relax."
"But……"
"take a break."
"...Okay." Neville glanced at Wade hesitantly, put down his wand, and walked towards the rest area of the umbrella house.
Michael was excitedly building a new nest for his puppet pet. When he saw Neville coming, he immediately said, "Help me pass the board, Neville!"
"Okay." Neville handed over the thin wooden board and asked, "Are you building a small building?"
"Yes!" Michael said happily, "I finally saved enough pocket money and bought this three-story building! Look -"
He showed the cabinets that were only the size of his thumb, and the drawers that were smaller than a fingernail could be easily opened.
Michael: "Once it's assembled, all the furniture in here will be usable. Isn't that great?"
In his pocket, the fox puppet Pippin poked his head out and looked at his new home with great anticipation.
The puppets sold in Aslan's Magic Workshop may have different personalities, but one thing is definitely the same, that is, the desire and love for the "nest".
When these delicate little creatures raise their faces, cling to their owners' fingers, look with bright, adoring eyes, and whisper in a pleading tone about how much they want a beautiful new home, almost all their owners are completely powerless to resist.
As far as Wade knew, the sales of puppet-related products had far surpassed the sales of puppets themselves. Various small clothes were more expensive than the school uniforms of Hogwarts students, and the price of many mini nests could even buy more than a dozen wands in Ollivander's store. Even so, there were still many buyers willing to spend a fortune.
So recently, Marchionne is preparing to sell some of the mini puppet pets for free in the form of a lottery, in order to further open up the market.
"Vade!" Harry suddenly opened the door, with an expression as if he had swallowed a fox, and walked straight towards Vade: "You didn't go to Transfiguration class today."
"Yeah!" Wade said strangely, "Don't you know that I sometimes take classes from other grades? And today's class is about turning guinea fowl into guinea pigs, right? I've already mastered it."
Harry took a deep breath, as if preparing to drop a bomb, and said in a sad tone:
"So you don't know... we can't go home for Christmas because there's a dance at school and we have to wear dress gowns."
Wade glanced at the others in the umbrella room: "I've heard that if you had come ten minutes earlier, you would have seen Michael jumping around the room."
"Hey, Vader! I only turned around twice at most!"
Michael, who was assembling furniture for his pet, heard it and immediately turned around and protested loudly.
"One more thing..." Harry's expression became more serious: "As a warrior participating in the competition, you have to invite a partner...According to tradition, the dance is opened by the warriors and their partners."
He looked at Wade, hoping to see the same devastation on his face as his own - this would make him feel better, because he was not the only one who was suffering.
And Wade hated parties more than himself, didn't he? I heard that he rarely even participated in various activities within Ravenclaw.
But to Harry's disappointment, he saw that Wade didn't even look surprised. He just touched his chin and said, "Dancing partner...it's better to invite them early, otherwise everyone will be invited away in the end."
"You...you..." Harry asked in disappointment and surprise: "Can you dance?"
"Some simple ones... Doesn't the school plan to teach everyone how to dance?" Wade asked.
Harry shook his head in frustration. "I haven't heard from Professor McGonagall."
Wade blinked in confusion. He vaguely remembered that Professor McGonagall seemed to teach everyone how to dance... but maybe he was wrong.
"That's okay. If you don't know how, I can teach you." Wade said generously, "Have you decided who to invite?"
"I..." Harry's face turned red, but he pretended to be calm: "I haven't thought about it yet..."
"All right." Wade glanced at him and emphasized again, "I say the same thing, Harry - if you have someone you want to invite, you must tell me as soon as possible, otherwise your favorite dance partner will be invited away."
"understood……"
Harry nodded randomly. He had originally wanted to ask who Wade would invite, but now he had completely forgotten about it and walked out of the classroom absent-mindedly.
Michael turned around and asked, "Wade, who are you going to invite to be your dance partner?"
"Well……"
Wade hesitated to speak.
He originally wanted to ask Hermione or Padma. If the two girls didn't have a dance partner yet, Wade believed that his invitation would not be rejected.
But on second thought, it was a bit ambiguous to attend a dance together in such an event. We spent a lot of time together and were originally good friends. If we mixed in extra feelings, it would easily spoil the friendship.
So he shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."
(End of this chapter)