After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Pansy's beautiful and sharp eyes quickly scanned the curious gazes around her.

She slightly raised her slender eyebrows, turned up the corners of her mouth, and revealed a barely perceptible smile. She deliberately pretended to be mysterious, whetting everyone's appetite.

"Huh, what's so surprising about this? For a woman as naturally beautiful and charming as me, it's perfectly normal for someone to have extended an invitation to me long ago."

Pansy has always been so proud and confident, and she is very rude to the boys around her and has never given them a good look.

If any foolish guy dares to provoke this young lady, he should be careful of her sharp and vicious words like a venomous snake. She will attack indiscriminately and will not easily let go of anyone who offends her.

However, what is unexpected is that even so, in the eyes of many boys, Pansy's arrogant character has become her unique cuteness.

However, it was obvious that because Pansy was too cold and arrogant, most boys, although they had admiration for her in their hearts, were always afraid and did not dare to approach her easily.

Draco was lazily leaning on the sofa beside him, his long legs casually crossed.

He gently held a crystal clear bottle in his right hand. The potion in the bottle swayed slightly with his movements, emitting a strange and charming light.

When Draco heard Pansy say this, he nodded without hesitation, indicating his complete agreement with her emphasis on her own charm.

After all, Draco has always been very good at discovering and appreciating the shining points of his friends. In his opinion, every friend has his own unique charm.

However, he was also full of curiosity. Who on earth could successfully capture Pansy's proud heart?

It was obvious that Pansy had no intention of revealing the answer immediately. Facing everyone's questions, she just responded vaguely and hesitantly.

Draco's infallible gaze that softened people's hearts was not enough to make Pansy give in. Even when the usually clever Hermione asked her, she gritted her teeth and refused to reveal the man's name.

But she added mysteriously, "You'll know on the day of the dance!"

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, which instantly caused ripples. The curiosity of the small group, which had originally lacked interest in the dance, now grew like wild weeds, and they were filled with unprecedented anticipation for the upcoming dance.

The much-anticipated Winter Ball day has finally arrived.

It was scheduled for the week before the third game.

The entire Hogwarts is like a dream castle, carefully decorated and extremely beautiful and charming.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs high above the ceiling, and dazzling light pours down from it, like the water of the Milky Way falling on the earth, illuminating the auditorium as if it were daytime.

The silver light gently shines on the colorful flowers that are arranged around, which exude strange magic, as if covering them with a layer of gorgeous gauze.

Compared to a banquet hall, today's auditorium is more like a wedding venue.

When the clock struck seven, the first to step onto the dance floor were the highly anticipated warriors.

Harry and Draco appeared in front of everyone hand in hand, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were cast on them like spotlights.

The melodious music was like the gurgling of water. Harry and Draco took light steps, like two birds flying freely in the sky. They coordinated with each other seamlessly and danced gracefully on the dance floor.

Each of their movements was so graceful and smooth, and each of their rotations was so agile and graceful that the audience couldn't help but be intoxicated and immersed in this dreamlike and wonderful scene, completely ignoring the other warriors.

All I can say is that the two of them are too eye-catching and have captured everyone's attention.

Harry and Draco seemed to be in a world that belonged only to the two of them. They completely ignored the eyes of the people around them and immersed themselves in the joyful atmosphere brought by this grand ball.

At the same time, their eyes kept moving around the dance floor, looking for their friends.

The first thing that catches your eye is the twin brothers in brightly colored suits dancing passionately.

They are both tall and handsome, and their outstanding appearance makes them stand out in the crowd, making it difficult for them not to be noticed.

What was surprising was that neither of them invited a female companion to the dance, but chose to come hand in hand.

Then, Harry and Draco saw the other companions one after another:

Krum and Hermione were like a perfect match, dancing in perfect harmony.

Cedric, on the other hand, stood side by side with Theodore, twirling with grace and ease;

Blaise and Ron also complement each other well, performing a beautiful dance together;

And Neville and Hannah, they hugged each other tightly, with happy smiles on their faces...

Looking at these familiar figures, Draco suddenly realized something interesting - it seemed that most of his friends had already decided on their future partners when they were still young.

However, Draco had no idea who was the culprit behind this situation.

You know, even though he and Harry haven't really figured it out yet, the close and intimate way they get along with each other on a daily basis has already quietly planted the seeds in the hearts of the many friends around them without them realizing it.

Perhaps it is because of the influence of the deep friendship between them that everyone starts looking for the person who can accompany them for life when they are young.

However, a trace of doubt arose in Draco's heart at this moment. He moved closer to Harry and asked quietly in a low voice, "Harry, have you seen Pansy?"

Harry shook his head slightly to indicate that he didn't see Pansy.

In fact, just as Draco was looking for Pansy, Harry also looked around, but also found nothing.

Not only that, Harry even noticed that Cedric, Hermione and others were quietly looking for Pansy's whereabouts.

At this moment, Pansy, whom everyone was looking for, stood at the door of the auditorium, looking quite unhappy.

This guy actually dared to be late! Doesn't this instantly ruin her originally planned perfect opening?!

Pansy felt annoyed when she thought that her friends might be in the auditorium and making all kinds of guesses because they couldn't find her.

At this moment, a tall figure slowly walked towards Pansy. As the figure got closer, Pansy could clearly feel a warmth rising from her body.

A man who was several heads taller than Pansy was standing only one meter in front of her, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Although she was somewhat happy in her heart, Pansy did not forget that she had been waiting here for nearly three minutes.

She tried hard to suppress the upward curl of the corners of her mouth and glared at the other person in pretended anger.

However, this seemingly angry look does not have any deterrent power at all, but instead makes people feel a little more coquettish and cute.

"Do you know how long I waited? A full three minutes! How could you have the heart to let such an elegant lady stand in this freezing cold wind and wait for so long?!"

Pansy widened her eyes and angrily said to the man in front of her, her delicate face flushed with anger, as tempting as a ripe apple.

"Because a certain headstrong young lady wrote to me yesterday, insisting on trying the soufflé that can only be found on the Thames at seven o'clock in the evening."

The man chuckled in an ambiguous manner and slowly stretched out his long, strong hands with distinct joints. In his hands was a pink paper bag that was totally inconsistent with his all black outfit.

Pansy took the paper bag with a look of surprise on her face, and instantly a strong sweet smell hit her nose. The aroma of the warm dessert seemed to have magic and quickly filled her entire nasal cavity.

She quickly came to her senses and felt a little embarrassed.

Oh, oh no! She suddenly remembered that she had only mentioned it casually in her letter yesterday and had actually forgotten about it long ago.

But how could our proud Miss Pansy admit her mistakes so easily?

So, she just raised her head slightly and snorted calmly, "Since you've taken the trouble to make this trip for me, Gin, I'll let it go this time. I'm a big shot and won't hold a grudge against you."

The person who had made Pansy stand here waiting for a long time was Gin - one of the people who came back with Draco from the world of Detective Conan, and also her exclusive dance partner for today's ball.

Today, he had tied up his long silver hair, which usually hung down freely, and tied it low behind his head, revealing his face with clear lines and as delicate as a sculpture.

He was wearing a black suit that was straight and fitted, as if it was tailor-made for him, perfectly outlining his slender figure.

The hem of the suit was embroidered with a circle of silver snakes. The silver snakes coiled and coiled, appearing lifelike. They swayed gently with his steps, flashing a faint but charming light.

Pansy, standing opposite him, was wearing a gorgeous dress, the design and color of which perfectly complemented Gin's outfit, making them look a perfect match.

Gin did not do something seemingly ordinary like putting a coat on a lady.

After all, in the wizarding world, such behavior may convey warmth, but it may seem a little funny in the eyes of those who can do magic.

However, the moment he met Pansy, Gin had quietly cast a warming spell.

This simple spell not only protects against the cold, but also expresses his subconscious care for Pansy.

Speaking of which, Gin's ability to learn magic is indeed closely related to Pansy.

It is precisely because of this wonderful fate that the two people gradually became familiar with each other and close.

Gin bowed slightly, gracefully extended his right hand toward Pansy, and said softly, "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"

One has to admit that Gin's appearance is outstanding. His unique face combines the three-dimensional bone structure of a Westerner with the soft skin of an Oriental. Such a wonderful combination makes him particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

Even among the many people Pansy had met, his appearance was enough to rank among the top.

What's more, the mysterious and dark aura he exudes has an irresistible and fatal attraction for young girls.

"Of course." Pansy's eyes sparkled, and she gracefully placed her hand in Gin's. The two walked into the auditorium and onto the dance floor.

The people around who were originally chatting and enjoying the atmosphere of the dance party all turned their eyes to the sudden and eye-catching couple in the middle of the dance floor.

In an instant, a low cry of goodwill and amazement broke out in the crowd.

Although most people present had never seen the tall and handsome man dancing with Pansy, they could sense the perfect match between him and Pansy at a glance.

These two people seem to be born with a strong aura that can attract the attention of the whole audience. Even if they are just dancing on the dance floor, the charm they exude in their every move is hard to ignore.

Especially when their dance steps are intertwined, it gives people a feeling of tit-for-tat, and no one is willing to give in.

At this moment, Gin and Pansy were spinning gracefully on the dance floor, their eyes like two invisible threads, tightly intertwined from beginning to end.

However, completely different from the affectionate gazes that others imagined, there was no tenderness or sweetness in their eyes, only a firm and unyielding confrontation.

Whether it was the undercurrent hidden in Gin's deep eyes, or the ignorance and stubborn determination revealed in Pansy's eyes, all these subtle emotional changes could not escape the keen observation of Draco and Harry.

Of course, in addition to the obvious tension, they also noticed that under Gin's seemingly cold and ruthless face, he actually hid his meticulous care for Pansy.

Every time he turned lightly, or raised his hands to dance, Gin's movements were always just right, accurately protecting Pansy by his side, ensuring that she would not be hit even in the slightest.

After the brief shock when they first saw Gin, Draco and Harry had come to their senses.

But it was obvious that Ron and the others did not have such outstanding concentration to remain calm.

Draco inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ron, who was sitting aside enjoying the snacks with gusto, his face turned red in an instant, and Blaise next to him was frantically looking for water.