Chapter 301 Dance Partner Controversy

Chapter 301 Dance Partner Controversy

"Are you tired of dancing already?"

Draco had just sat down and taken a sip of butterbeer when Maggie's sinister voice sounded above his head. He turned his head, looked at the creepy silver mask, and started coughing.

"Your male companion is so rude," Maggie said with a forced smile as she sat down next to Della.

Lytia, who had attracted attention since she entered the dance floor, stroked her hair coquettishly and sat next to Maggie. Maria, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, looked at this woman with envy at the woman who almost defeated all the adolescent girls present with her elegance and sexiness.

"Being sarcastic is not polite." Della did not follow Maggie's words to refute or defend Draco. She knew that this would only make Draco more nervous, so she retorted coldly.

"I-cough-I'm fine," Draco hurriedly acted as a peacemaker. He put down the bottle in his hand and looked at Maggie cautiously. "It's too hot in the middle of the stage. Della and I will go downstairs to cool down first, sir!"

Draco was about to call him brother, but before he could utter the words, he felt Death glaring at him, so he quickly changed his words.

"Think carefully before you speak, Mr. Malfoy." Maggie stared at the silver ring on Draco's middle finger and snorted again.

"..." Della was sandwiched between Maggie and Draco, rolling her eyes helplessly. She let out a breath, feeling that Maggie had used all her childishness on Draco. "Why did you come to me? To dance?" She couldn't stand Maggie's unilateral persecution of Draco anymore, so she asked straight to the point.

"We definitely have to have a dance together." Today's silver mask only covered half of Maggie's face from her nose up, and his thin lips curled up. "And as a brother, can't I come and chat with my sister?"

"We've talked enough today," Della said meaningfully. "If you think about it, we spend enough time together on weekdays. We can dance tonight, right?"

Oh, the evening didn't go so well.

Maggie realized this and felt even more disgusted with Draco.

"Riddle," Theodore's voice interrupted, interrupting the brother and sister's quarrel at the right time. He called Della first, then looked at Maggie, "Sir, can I sit here?"

Nott, Country Y's hidden hand that has not been made public yet, Maggie doesn't remember that he has ever given orders for them to show up in public here. While having doubts, Maggie keenly noticed that Della, who was always calm and composed, paused for a moment.

Is this the helper chosen by Della?

Indeed, there is a distinction between the two people's power, and this distinction has nothing to do with trust. Maggie knows that Della takes an indifferent attitude on this issue most of the time, and only occasionally shows a little competitive spirit. He is also quite self-aware and knows that this competitive spirit usually comes from his bad behavior.

They just can't have a close trust relationship in front of Voldemort, so the forces must be large and small, and even conflicting, and the people they trust should also be different, to create an illusion that it is only for the sake of interests, can be provoked, and there is no need to worry too much.

Because Maggie is confident that they are each other's real weaknesses, and two people who are used to hiding themselves are unconsciously doing the same thing without communicating.

But this kind of calculation shouldn't cause Della's emotions to fluctuate too much, right? Does this guy Little Nott have something to say?

"Sit down, Nott." Maggie's mind was racing. He glanced at Draco from behind the mask, then carefully observed Theodore, who was tall and thin and had a decent appearance.

"Just call me Theodore, sir." Theodore smiled politely.

Theodore?! Now I am still being called Mr. Malfoy!!

Draco was startled. He had never thought that his classmate, who was also a decent friend, would try to steal his girl. He just felt that he had always behaved too badly in front of Maggie.

"Next time, please call me Draco next time, sir." Draco said without thinking, and he regretted it right after he said it, because this revealed in front of Nott that he was not very liked by Maggie.

Maggie didn't really want to pay attention to Draco, but Della's cold sidelong glance was directed at him, so he could only fake a smile and said in cooperation, "Okay, Theodore, and De-La-Co."

Hearing the name that Maggie deliberately slowed down, Draco had the illusion that he was being bitten to pieces. He got goose bumps all over his body and his toes were digging into the soles of his shoes. He felt extremely uncomfortable staying next to Maggie.

"What are you doing here, Theodore?" Lytia beside him poked his arm and pointed at the menu in the center of the table closer to him. Maggie asked Theodore as she handed the menu to Lytia.

"I didn't find a suitable dance partner before the dance, sir," Theodore smiled and looked at Maggie without blinking, "and now the atmosphere of the dance is getting hot and everyone is starting to move around freely. I want to come here and try to see if I can find a dance partner by luck."

Free time - change dance partners.

Della was just worried that Theodore would look straight at him, and she was relieved because Theodore focused his gaze correctly. But then she felt a sense of guilt for no reason because of his words. When Theodore invited her, she said such offensive things purely to test his loyalty, but she didn't expect that Theodore would take the opportunity to reveal the feelings that had been hidden for so long.

Maggie could tell that Theodore came for Della, but coming for Della could mean coming for her charm or for her power. Under the current circumstances, even if Theodore was the first target, anyone who saw him would think he was the second target.

Draco really thought that Theodore came here to surrender. He actually admired Theodore's courage to come and talk to him when Maggie, the killer, was around.

"Dancing partner? There are two proud ladies here." Maggie extended her hand to the beautifully dressed Annika and Maria, and while showing them off, she changed the subject and narrowed her eyes to give Theodore another way out. "But when my sister is here, you invite others in front of her. Aren't you sure of her charm?"

"Brother?" Della interrupted Maggie and didn't let Theodore answer the fatal question, "Are you trying to push me out?"

"How could that be? After all, your dance partner is still here," Maggie said, but her eyes only glanced at Draco lightly, and she continued to speak vigorously, "But it would be boring to only revolve around one person at a dance, right? Draco shouldn't mind Della dancing with others for friendship, right?"

"Uh..." Draco could clearly feel that Maggie was stepping on him. He didn't expect that Della's brother disliked him so much. He would find an excuse to suppress him and even let someone who suddenly came over to dance with Della. Besides being embarrassed, Draco was also a little angry. He felt that Maggie was a little disrespectful to Della.

"You shouldn't ask Draco, just what I think," Maggie's mocking fire was directed at Draco, and Della's cold attitude was directed at Maggie, "I will jump when I want to."

The confrontation between Della and Maggie comforted Draco a little, but at the same time he was worried that his presence would affect the relationship between the two siblings. He waved his hands and said, "It's okay with me. The dance is supposed to be free and enjoyable. Della can dance with others. Besides, I believe in Della."

Believe Della?

Maggie and Theodore instantly felt that Draco's words were extremely harsh, and Della, who would never do anything out of line, also felt a little guilty because of these words.

"Nott looks good," Maggie deliberately said Theodore's last name, implying that this was a profit-making act, "You go dance with him, Della."

"......Okay." Della nodded, having already promised him that she would have to end Theodore's one-sided feelings for her. She then said to Draco, "Wait for me to come back, Draco."

"Okay." Draco said happily, but when he looked at the backs of Theodore and Della walking side by side towards the dance floor, he felt sour again.