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Sure enough, at the end of class that day, Keiming wanted to ask McGonagall about the school year, but he was left behind by McGonagall along with Harry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Enlightenment, and Potter,"

McGonagall looked at the two and said,

"A warrior must have a companion of his own—"

"What mate?"

Harry asked.

McGonagall gave him a quizzical look, then at Keim, as if she thought Harry was joking.

Qiming shrugged his shoulders and signaled that he didn't understand, McGonagall frowned and said:

"I thought you should know that Miss Granger didn't tell you that every warrior must have his own dance partner!"

"Sure enough. ”

Qiming raised his eyebrows and said in his heart.

"Dance partner?"

Harry's face flushed,

"But, Professor, I don't dance. ”

"What stupid are you talking about, Potter. ”

McGonagall's brow furrowed even tighter, and she said with some irritation:

"You have to dance! You and Mr. Qiming are! According to tradition, the Yule Ball must be opened by the warriors and their dance partners. ”

Qiming felt Harry's body beside him stiffen significantly,

"But-I don't-"

"Listen, Potter!"

McGonagall said in a tone that could not be questioned,

"You are a Hogwarts Champion, you and Mr. Enlightenment are both! As the representative of the school, you must do what everyone expects. So, you have to find yourself a dance partner! And you, Mr. Qiming, you too!"

As she spoke, McGonagall gave Qiming another warning look, Qiming could be said to be the only student who dared to sleep in her class, she was afraid that Qiming would deliberately violate the tradition and not go to find a dance partner, so she specifically mentioned him, and Qiming had to shrug his shoulders helplessly.

McGonagall lectured them for a while, and only let them go after she had them swear in front of her that they would find a dance partner.

"That's great!"

On the way back, Harry complained,

"We're going to have to find a dance partner now, and I'd rather have another fight with the Swedish short-nosed dragon than this!"

Qiming patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Don't worry, Harry, you're a savior, and now you're a warrior, and they'll line up to find you. ”

Harry gave him a worried look and didn't speak, so the two of them walked towards the Gryffindor common room without saying a word.

In fact, Qiming is not as relaxed as he seems, because he doesn't know who he should invite. However, it seemed that there was an obvious answer that had always been there, but when it came to the end, Keiming was always hesitant - he didn't know if he should do it or not.

The two returned to the common room, where Ron was sitting and bragging with Dean and Seamus, but Hermione was nowhere to be found.

Harry hesitated, but told the story of his dance partner, and the next day, it seemed that the whole school knew about it.

"Why are they all in groups?"

Harry grumbled under his breath, as he had said. Further down the hallway, the girls gathered in groups, laughing loudly whenever a man walked by, as if the topic of every moment was related to the Christmas ball, and the girls excitedly exchanged opinions and talked about what to wear on the day of the Christmas ball.

As the days passed, the atmosphere in the school became more and more eccentric, and the smell of adolescent hormones was everywhere.

As one of the warriors, everywhere Qiming went, there were girls gathered there pointing at him and whispering, many girls pretended to bump into him inadvertently, and more gathered on the way he passed every day, secretly watching him cover his mouth and snicker.

Also these days, Hermione seems to have been deliberately avoiding him, plus his class has been upgraded to the fifth grade and no longer takes classes with the fourth grade, so all day long, Qiming always can't see her people.

What Enlightenment had said to Harry had been fulfilled, but not only for Harry, but also for him.

It seems that he has never taken the initiative to invite anyone when he sees Qiming, and after two or three days, some girls began to take the initiative to invite him, and Qiming had to politely refuse, which hurt the girls who took the initiative to invite him - a few of them looked quite beautiful, but Qiming was not interested at all.

At lunch, Qiming turned down a fifth-grade Hufflepuff girl again - the fifth he had rejected today.

"Dude, it looks like you're trying to turn down the whole school. ”

George and Fred, who hadn't been seen for a long time, appeared out of nowhere, sitting next to Qiming on the left and right, both of them were sixth-year students, and if there was no Umrich incident next year, they would officially graduate from Hogwarts.

"I heard Angelina say yesterday that she thought about inviting you on her own initiative,"

Fred said,

"But seeing that you rejected so many girls, she didn't dare to come and ask you. ”

George added.

Angelina, who was the same year as George and Fred, was a sixth year student at Hogwarts, and had thrown her name into the Goblet of Fire, but she was not chosen, and she was a beautiful dark-skinned girl.

Qiming shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly and continued to deal with the food on the plate in front of him.

George and Fred looked at each other, and George spoke:

"Listen to me, buddy, even if you have a lot of capital, if you really reject all the girls, then the good girls will leave you. ”

Qiming stuffed a large piece of bacon into his mouth, chewed a few bites and swallowed it, looked at the two of them, and said helplessly:

"You two didn't come to me just to talk about this, did you?"

Rarely, the twins' faces showed a look of embarrassment,

"Well, we do have something we want you to help with. ”

Fred said.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Qiming put down the cutlery in his hand and asked.

"We're looking for you to borrow some money. ”

George said with some embarrassment.

"Not much, just thirty Galleons. ”

Fred added with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Didn't you win a lot from Bagman, why did you come to me to borrow money?"

Kai Ming asked knowingly,

At the mention of Bagman, the twin brothers gritted their teeth.

"He lied to us!"

George said hatefully.

"He paid us for gambling with leprechaun's gold coins. ”

Fred said.

"At first we thought he was mistaken,"

George spoke again.

"It turned out that guy was on purpose! We tried to reason with him, but he has been avoiding us all this time!"

Fred said.

The two brothers were about to go again, but were interrupted by a crisp sound.

"Smack!"

A bag of gold galleons was taken out by Qiming like a trick and placed on the dining table.

"A thousand Galleons, which counts as the start-up capital for your joke shop. ”

"Dude, it's too much, no-"

The twins were taken aback by Qiming's generosity, a thousand Galleons, if calculated according to the purchasing power of the 90s, is enough to be worth half a year's salary of an Englishman. With the Weasleys' family background, a thousand Galleons was enough to cover the family's expenses for an entire year. This is an unimaginable amount of money for the twins.

Qiming waved his hand and didn't let the two brothers continue,

"As soon as I become a shareholder, you will open a joke shop in the future, which will be counted as my investment to you. ”

After that, without waiting for the two brothers to refuse, they stood up directly and walked out of the auditorium.