Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Somehow, Harry just invited Parvati Patil with the attitude of giving medicine to a dead horse. As a result, even Ron’s partner problem was solved smoothly.

“I really don’t understand how the two of you got the most beautiful girl of the year.” Dean whispered mumbled, “Sister Patil actually agreed.”

“Just thank you.” Ron replied sullenly, licking the cuff’s thread.

On him, a robes with lace on the neckline and sleeves, which Mrs. Weasley prepared for him. To be honest, this robes are like a skirt, which is an unavoidable fact.

In order to add a little masculinity to the robes, he made a desperate attempt to recite a cutting curse for those folds and laces.

Still useful, at least the lace on the clothes is gone, but his work is not so good. When several men are vividly down the stairs, his neckline cuffs are still burrs, which is really discouraging.

The common room looks weird, the people inside are no longer the black robe, but the multi-colored robes.

Parvati waited for Harry under the stairs. She looked really beautiful, wearing a pin-up pink robes, black hair braided with gold ribbons, and the gold bracelet on her wrists sparkling.

Harry saw that she didn’t giggling and couldn’t help being relaxed.

When they came to the foyer, they found that they were also crowded with students.

Everyone was spinning around and waiting for the arrival at eight o’clock – the hall’s door would be open. Some people want to meet with the dance partners of other houses, and then they huddle in the crowd and look for each other’s silhouette.

“Hello.” Padma Patil is as beautiful as her elder sister, wearing a brilliant green robe.

However, she seems to have no interest in Ron being her partner. Her dark eyes looked up and down Ron, her eyes lingering in the collar and cuffs on his robes.

“Hello.” Ron replied casually.

Ron also seemed to be absent-minded. His eyes didn’t look at Padma, but glanced around in the crowd. Hermione doesn’t seem to be here, Marx is not… It seems that there are still fewer people, but he can’t think of it.

And without mentioning Hermione, Marx will certainly not be here, because he can now invite a woman who is not expected to be a ball in a place that no one can think of.

About this matter, I have to start from last night…

When there was one day and one night away from the Christmas ball, Marx finally put down all the research at hand and set about inviting him to dance partner tomorrow night.

Although he had previously denied two seemingly the most suitable candidates, he was polite and decided to ask for it first. After all, I really have to say that there are not many dancers he can invite.

Just after dinner, he first called Luna to the lawn outside the castle and took a walk.

“…dancing?” Luna still had a copy of The Quibbler in her hand. She looked around and squatted. “If you can’t find another partner…”

“No, it’s still…” Marx shook his head, and finally gave up the idea of ​​inviting Luna.

Dancing always makes people’s minds very close, and Luna doesn’t seem to care what it is, but it’s not very good at getting close to others.

Like her Patronus image, Luna itself is like a soul-ridden hare. She longs for friends, but when she faces others, she is naturally sensitive to human nature, but she will never take the initiative to approach each other.

Just because Marx vaguely understands this truth, he will not even increase the psychological burden of Luna without any reason.

When Marx thought about it, he changed the subject.

“Right, don’t you go home for Christmas this year?”

“Father wants me to look at you…” Luna put up his “The Quibbler”, put his hands up, and looked up at Marx’s face. “Hey, just do it… I don’t know why… …do you know?”

Marx rubbed his eyes and subconsciously raised his neck and looked at the stars.

“Cough cough…who knows?” He coughed and avoided the topic.

The things between children, adults will always be more enthusiastic, especially like Luna, such as the pure female child, Mr. Lovegood is more likely to worry about it.

After a random walk on the lawn, Marx sent Luna back to the Ravenclaw Tower.

Since Luna is really inconvenient, he really doesn’t want to invite Hermione – no way, he hasn’t dared to provoke Hermione since he first noticed something from Hermione.

So, he had to go to Wynie and ask again.

“No.” Wynie gave a definitive answer with a word very decisively.

At that time, at the top of the tower of the Astronomical Tower, the two fell into a very long silence. After a long time, Wynie thought of what it was like, adding a sentence:

“I can’t dance.”

This is an explanation that is not an explanation, but her meaning is very clear: I am not unwilling to be your partner, but for some reason, can not dance.

Concentration is the so-called “I can’t dance” – at least Marx understands this.

However, when Wynie refused him, he immediately discovered that he did not seem to have a suitable invitation.

“If this is the case…”

Marx whispered and made a decision that nobody could have expected…

Now, eight o’clock is coming, the door should be open.

“How can I not see Hermione?” Ron seems to care very much about this issue, and he has asked it several times.

At this time, a group of Slytherin students came up the stairs from their underground common room.

At the forefront is Malfoy, who wears a black velvet high-neck robes, like a parish priest. Pansy Parkinson wore a shallow pink robes with ruffles, and she hugged Malfoy’s arm.

Crabbe and Goyle are all green, like two big stones covered with moss – neither of them can find a partner.

The front door of the oak was opened, and everyone turned around and saw the students of Durmstrang walked in with Professor Orson.

Marx is still not in the team, only Krum is at the forefront, surrounded by a pretty girl wearing a blue robe that Harry doesn’t even know.

Professor Orson, he seems to be very anxious, and his face is vaguely still with a trace of helplessness.

Over the top of their heads, everyone can see that a lawn in front of the castle has been turned into a cave with a little bit of fairy light – which means there are hundreds of living fairies, or they are sitting in magic. Out of the rose bushes, or flapping wings on the statue, the statues seem to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this time, the chilling sound of Professor Snape sounded.

“champion, come here!”

Parvati adjusted her bracelet and had a big smile on her face. She and Harry said to Ron and Padma, “See you later,” and walked forward, and the crowd of chirp chirp twitter twitter flashed a passage for them to pass.

Professor Snape is obviously a little more elegant than usual. He is wearing a black robes and a silver leaf brooch on his chest – he seems to have washed his hair as well as the erratic hairstyle.

He squinted and told them to stand by the door and let others go ahead. After the students were seated, they lined up and walked into the auditorium.

Fleur Delacour and Ravenclaw Quidditch team’s Captain Roger Davis stood near the door.

Davis couldn’t believe that he had such good luck and could get a partner like Fleur. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Cedric Diggory and Qiu Zhang also stood next to Harry. Harry removed his gaze so he didn’t have to talk to them.

His gaze fell subconsciously on the girl next to Krum. Then he was surprised to open his mouth.

That is Hermione!

But to be honest, she doesn’t look like Hermione at all. She made some hands and feet on her hair. They were no longer messy, but they became soft and shiny, and they made an elegant hair bun behind their heads.

She wore a robes made of a fabric of light purple light blue, and somehow her temperament was different – perhaps just because she had removed more than twenty of her usual weights. Book it.

It is worth mentioning that her face is not as smiling as everyone else, but from time to time, she looks around and looks exactly like Ron.

Ron didn’t look very good. He only looked at Hermione and kept his eyes on it.

When the door of the auditorium opened, the members of the Krum fan club in the library strode past, and they all cast a very hateful look at Hermione.

Pansy Parkinson walked over Malfoy’s arm and stared at Hermione, and even Malfoy couldn’t seem to find a word to insult her.

And Ron, he walked straight past Hermione and didn’t look at her.

After everyone was seated in the auditorium, Snape was slightly frowned – Marx hasn’t arrived yet!

“Wait a moment.”

After he dropped a sentence, he immediately darted to Dumbledore and strode.

“McLorne hasn’t arrived yet,” Snape whispered to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn’t lift his head. He just sat quietly in the middle of the main table and waved his hand.

Everyone is waiting, some students have begun to wonder – where did McLorne go? Why is he still not there?

“It will be a while, and wait a few more minutes -” Dumbledore was talking, suddenly paused, and he looked up and looked out of the gate.

“…he is here!”

The champions turned back, and the young wizards in the auditorium stretched their necks and looked out, then everyone stared wide-eyed…