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"Hey, Ron, how are you?"

Harry gasped and walked in from outside the common room.

Ron looked up and smiled at him with a pale face.

"Harry, where have you been?"

Hermione asked, Harry had left the Great Hall before Enlighten and Hermione, only to have returned now.

"I ......"

Harry's tone became a little dry,

"I met Akihari when I came back just now and asked her to go to the prom with me, but it was too late, and she ...... with Diggory"

As soon as the words came out, Ginny, who had been comforting Ron, suddenly stopped talking.

"It's that little white face again!"

Ron looked up, his pale face a little bloody, as his best friend, Harry's experience immediately gave him a sense of sympathy, and at the same time, it also gave him someone to vent to.

"That guy is just a useless little white face! It's nothing more than relying on his own good-looking face, but in fact, that guy's brain is not enough to fill an eggshell!"

Ron scolded badly, but Harry felt a sense of revenge in his heart, which made him feel a little disgusted, so when Hermione spoke up to teach Ron a lesson, he didn't speak for Ron.

"Ron, if Cedric Diggory's brain can't fit an eggshell, then yours must not even fit a teaspoon. ”

Hermione said sarcastically.

"Come on, Hermione,"

Ron's face regained a few points again,

"You can only teach us a lesson...... Come on, me and Harry, you pick one. ”

Ron said.

"Pick one, choose what?"

Hermione said confusedly.

"Choosing a dance partner, of course!"

Ron said impatiently,

"Hurry up, it's just me and Harry who don't have a dance partner now, and if everyone does, just the two of us, it would be shameless......"

"No,"

Hermione glanced at Qiming, who was already sitting in the corner reading a book, and said with a slightly red face,

"I've promised someone else. ”

"No, you don't!"

Ron affirmed, and then, as if realizing that his tone was not the one that invited a girl to be his dance partner, he immediately lowered his voice a little,

"Hermione, you're a good girl......"

Ron said.

"Uh-huh. ”

Hermione gave him a disdainful look and didn't say anything.

Ron was anxious and said quickly:

"Listen to Hermione, boys, it's okay to go to the prom alone, but if it's a girl, it's sad...... So Hermione, Harry and I, pick one. ”

"I already told you!"

Hermione finally got angry and said loudly:

"I've promised someone else!"

After saying that, the girl angrily pushed away the people around her and walked towards the girls' dormitory alone.

"She's crazy!"

Ron looked at her back in surprise and said to Harry, who was absent-mindedly beside him,

"Who would invite her but us? Does she want to go to the ball alone?"

"She's not going to the prom alone, Ron. ”

Qiming finished reading another book, closed it, stood up and walked over to Ron, looking at him condescendingly.

"Qiming, you?"

Ron looked up at Qiming, startled by Qiming's appearance at this time.

But immediately, he came back to his senses and suddenly realized:

"You see someone inviting Hermione?"

"Uh......"

Qiming almost fell on his heels, and the momentum that he had finally brewed disappeared in an instant, and he was able to obey Ron's brain circuit.

In front of him, Ron still stared at him, waiting for his answer.

"Count, count......"

Qiming said helplessly, and after speaking, he got up and walked out, he decided to leave here, so as not to be pulled down by his IQ.

Ron stared at Qiming's back with wide eyes, and asked Harry with a puzzled expression:

"What's wrong with both of them today, why are they all so weird?"

Harry shook his head, apparently ignoring Ron's question, looking preoccupied.

With the end of the last week of the first half of the school year, the Christmas holidays are coming.

Finally it began to snow, and the snow was piling up on Hogwarts Castle and the plaza outside, soon enveloping the school in a white world.

One morning, as everyone was eating breakfast in the auditorium, Ron suddenly asked coldly:

"Who are you going to prom with, Hermione?"

"Huh?"

Hermione put down her fork and looked at Qiming suspiciously, Qiming shrugged at her, Hermione smiled, then turned to look at Ron, and said unceremoniously:

"It's none of your business who I attend with!"

Ron opened his mouth and was about to retort, but Harry wondered:

"Hermione?"

The girl turned around and saw Harry looking straight at her, pointing to her face.

"Your teeth, they're not the same as they used to be......"

Qiming also looked at it and found that there were indeed some changes, the girl's two front teeth used to grow a little more than the others, which made the girl's teeth look a bit like a little rabbit, but now, they have become neat, like a row of delicate shells.

Meeting Qiming's gaze, Hermione winked at him and smiled mischievously,

"Pomfref's shrinking potion for me, I used a little more......"

"It's beautiful. ”

Qiming exclaimed.

"Thank you. ”

Hermione smiled sweetly at him.

Next to him, Ron looked at Hermione, then at Qiming, and said suspiciously:

"Hermione, you and Enlighten?"

"How?"

Hermione immediately became nervous, and her face involuntarily turned a little red.

"You told your dance partner about Keiming, but you hid it from me and Harry!"

Ron said angrily.

Hermione relaxed and ignored Ron, but glanced at Qiming, put down the dishes, and stood up and walked out of the auditorium.

Qiming also stood up, patted Ron on the shoulder, and sighed:

"The brain is a good thing, it's a pity, it's a pity......"

With that, he walked out of the auditorium as well, leaving Ron sitting there alone, confused for a long time.

Christmas finally came, and the whole school was decorated, and the auditorium was filled with enchanted ice sculptures that would not melt, and everywhere was covered in white and white, dreamlike and beautiful, even if you were as picky as Hibiscus, you could no longer find fault with it.

It is worth mentioning that Qiming received a lot of Christmas gifts, which surprised him, because of the long years of soaking in the library, he knew people at Hogwarts could count on ten fingers, but in front of him was a small mountain made of gifts, looking at the number, it was as if the students of the entire castle had each given him one.

Without looking at the gift again, Qiming took a deep breath and got up from the bed, today, there is still a task waiting for him. 2k reading web