"You'd better make up your mind as soon as possible and decide on a female companion for the evening. Hermione suggested, "At least a dozen of the girls out there will be dead hearts on you, and if you're not going to choose one of them, don't let them have expectations." ”

At this point, they were sitting in the library, so Hermione's voice was low.

Harry didn't want to stay in the common room to disturb Ron and Lavender, so he made an excuse to come here to find Aven, Hermione, and Elaine without Ron, at least the atmosphere here would not be so awkward, and he could finish his classwork by the way.

"Do you have a goal?" asked Aven, reading a copy of Advanced Potions Making.

"No!" Harry shook his head, "I haven't decided who to invite yet." ”

"How's Cho, haven't you always liked her before?" said Aven, "I heard from Luna that she's single now. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hermione kicked him under the table, and Evan gasped.

They hadn't seen Cho much since Harry and Cho Chang had failed on a date and broke up.

The girl must be avoiding a few of them, and the event is very low-key.

But this was Harry's sadness, Evan shouldn't have been so direct, and Hermione hadn't been a big fan of Autumn.

In her words, this guy seems too ambitious!

This is really an inexplicable assessment, what does it mean to be too ambitious? But if Harry and Autumn get back together......

"It's not good, I'll find a female companion as soon as possible. Harry said absent-mindedly, not seeming to react in any particular way, as he buried his head a little lower, continuing to take notes on the "Elixir of Life" section of Advanced Potions Making, pausing at times to identify the Prince's useful additions to Libasius Polakiga.

"It's up to you, by the way!" said Hermione, "you have to be careful. ”

"I'll tell you one last time. Harry said impatiently, "I'm not going to return this book, I've learned more from the Half-Blood Prince than Snape and Slughorn taught together." Besides, Evan is also watching ......"

"I'm not talking about your stupid so-called prince. Hermione glared at his book as if it had provoked her, "I still want to say something about the evening girl, and you, Aven, listen well." ”

"What?"

"Before I came here, I went to the bathroom, and there were a dozen girls there, all discussing how to get you to drink aphrodisiac. They're all hoping that one of the two of you can take them to Slughorn's party, and it seems like they've bought an aphrodisiac made by Fred and George, and it's said to work well!"

"Oh my God, why didn't you confiscate those things?" Harry asked, slacking off on Hermione's habit of upholding rules and regulations, "You should have confiscated these things, it's too dangerous!"

"yes, what if we're deluded?" said Evan.

"They didn't bring the potion into the bathroom, they were just discussing a strategy, I can't confiscate it, their main target is you, Harry. Hermione said contemptuously, glaring at Aven again, "Also, don't tell you you're going to be fooled by those aphrodisiacs. ”

"It's hard to say this kind of thing, Fred and George produce high-grade aphrodisiacs, colorless and tasteless, it's hard to ......" Aven's voice grew lower and lower, as Hermione looked at him with a look that had the guts to say it and you would die if it continued.

Evan subconsciously touched his ears, since the last time he watched Quidditch training, he turned into a cat to comfort her, Hermione had recently developed the habit of rubbing cat ears, to be honest, it didn't hurt much, but it was a shame.

He's not a cat, he's not a cat, he's not a cat!

"Hmph, I got the quantity and type of aphrodisiac they sold to Hogwarts from Fred, and I suspect that even the half-blood prince can't think of a way to conjure up a dozen different aphrodisiac potions at the same time. With that, Hermione glared at the book fiercely, "So be careful, don't drink casually." Also, hurry up and invite someone. That way no one else thinks there's a chance, I'm not kidding, Harry, it's party tomorrow night, they're in a hurry. ”

"Okay, okay!" said Harry, as if genuinely frightened.

At this time, he inexplicably remembered Ginny.

He shook his head vigorously and told himself that he still tried not to think about Ginny, even though she always appeared in his dreams.

"You don't want to invite Ginny, do you?" said Evan quietly, pulling Harry's thoughts back into the distance.

With a clatter, he knocked over the inkwell and made a loud noise.

Hermione hurriedly waved her wand, and all the ink she had spilled was gone.

"What did you say?!" Harry looked at Evan in shock, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Immediately after, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with Aiwen.

He hadn't learned Occlumency from Snape, but he knew how to avoid dementors and not make eye contact.

At this moment, Harry really suspected that Evan had used Soul Capture on him.

Evan can do it, right? Surely Evan can do it.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking about it, what are you excited about?" said Aivan, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

He suddenly felt that Harry was very interested in this appearance, and from this overreaction, Harry must have been thinking about Ginny just now.

"I was distracted!" Harry quickly changed the subject. "By the way, Hermione, didn't Filch ban everything bought in the Weasley Magic Trick Workshop?"

"Isn't that obvious, who cares what Filch forbids?" Hermione said casually.

After cleaning up the spilled ink, she pulled the long roll of parchment on the table upwards and brushed the floor to write her paper on arithmetic divination class.

"Seriously, Harry, there's a chance, I should have shown you the sales of Fred and George's shop. "It's a miracle, and that's how I learned that it earns more than newspaper advertising." ”

After seeing the amazing sales of the Twins Joke Store in the last six months, Evan had to admit that running a newspaper or something was really not profitable, and he had been thinking that he was rich for a while. Fred and George's joke merchandise sold amazingly, and the key was that they sold not only joke merchandise, but also all kinds of protective magic items, and after receiving an order from the Ministry of Magic and sending out the first batch of goods, their products were completely marketable.

Wizards are rushing to buy all kinds of things, it's like they don't want money, these things are much better than the things that fool people on the market.

It's no exaggeration to say that Fred and George's shop is now the most lucrative in Diagon Alley.

From time to time, Evan also sent some of his alchemical research results to Fred and George to keep the product innovative.

Judging from the feedback back, the new product is also selling well, and they have hired nearly two hundred house-elves to produce these things.