The wind and snow outside the window are whistling, and for many students, it should be a great thing to enjoy the warmth brought by the fireplace in the lounge of their respective colleges today.

Hermione was staring blankly at the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room, the fire was blazing, and her mood was like a burning wood in it, a nameless heartfire, and she was so anxious that she couldn't vent it.

"Are beautiful girls so vicious when they speak? She suddenly heard Ron's voice, and then he and Harry walked in, and it seemed that the latter was not in a very good mood, and looked gloomy.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked him.

"Why would I do that?" he said confusedly, "I don't know how I could have done such a thing! Especially since she was so sarcastic, is it my fault? Yes, that's my fault, Harry, I know you want to say that, but I've already paid the price! Is she so mean? How did I know that was going to happen! If she hadn't reminded me, I'd have forgotten about that stupid thing I did!" Ron bared his teeth and grumbled, as if that would ease his irritability.

"He- well- he just invited Fleur Delacour to join him to the ball. Ginny also walked into the lounge at this time, and said at the same time. She seemed to be desperately holding back a laugh, but still patted her brother's arm sympathetically.

"I don't know how I could do this!" Ron gasped and repeated, "What am I kidding? It's all people—it's crowded—I'm dazed—everybody is watching! I met her as I walked through the hallway—she seemed to have just run past! I screamed at her!"

"I suddenly couldn't control myself - I went up to her and asked her!"

Ron groaned, covering his face with his hands. He was still talking, but he could barely hear it.

She looked at me, mockingly, as if I were a sea cucumber or something, and didn't bother to answer. But then she spoke, and I'd rather she hadn't spoken!"

"Ron, calm down. Harry said in a gloomy tone that he needed the comfort of others now, but he had to patiently comfort Ron, who was more lost than he was.

Not long ago, he had also invited the object of his affection, a beautiful girl from the East, Qiu Zhang, who was very temperamental, with some mysterious charm from the East, and at noon this day, when the two met by chance in the foyer, Harry plucked up the courage to greet her first.

Harry had noticed her back in the previous year, of course, when they were communicating as half-rivals - she was a Ravenclaw Quidditch chaser, and today Harry managed to muster the courage to invite the girl, but was refused.

"I'm sorry. She said.

Harry's entrails were wriggling like a snake at the time, and he felt as if he had no entrails at all.

Then the reason given by Qiu Zhang in the next place, so that his internal organs came back, but by the way, they were filled with lead.

"Cedric has already asked me out, I'm sorry. She bowed apologetically to Harry, and both of them heard Cedric calling Cho Chang's name at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I have to go. She said, and the girl's figure disappeared from his view.

Harry regretted in his heart, regretting why he hadn't invited her earlier, so that maybe Cho Chang would have agreed to his invitation, he was a warrior, and Cedric was not! As long as he invited her first, she had no reason to refuse herself! At the same time, he also condemned his recklessness frantically in his heart, if he could have inquired somewhat, would he have been able to avoid such an embarrassing situation?

"Maybe brother, you hit the muzzle of the gun, I don't think she was in a very good mood at the time. Ginny thought she might be gloating too much, and restrained her smile as she pulled Harry back into his distracted state, and continued to pat Ron on the back, hoping to make him feel better.

Well, what is more tragic than being politely rejected by a girl?

Of course, it was cruelly rejected by the girl.

"On the other hand, she's reminding you not to do it again next time, um... If you think so, she cares about you, shouldn't you be glad? See how proud it is that my brother's deeds may soon spread to France. Ron's brother Fred laughed and teased.

"Can I ask you to be my dance partner?" said George, Ron's other brother, as his eyes suddenly fell into a state of intoxication, and then he made a look of coyness at Fred.

"Oh, let me think about it, I've heard of you, your hair is very eye-catching, I have a kind of impression of you. Fred touched his chin and stroked back his long, non-existent hair as he looked at George.

"Yes, is it?" said George, shaking his body with some excitement, and then touched his slightly curly red hair.

"Students who take a magical beast protection class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry get hurt, right? I heard that you took the initiative to provoke it? Who gave you the courage to provoke the Hippogriff? Then he snorted, made a gesture to leave, and walked to the door of the Gryffindor common room without looking back.

Seeing his two brothers maliciously teasing him, Ron's face became more and more red.

"Oh, my dear brother, let's change the goal, it's too unrealistic. George said with a shrug.

"A good target can make people get twice the result with half the effort, like Angelina, I'm easy to get an appointment, don't you? Come to think of it, don't you have a good goal in front of you now?" Fred said with a vague hint as he bent down and pushed his shoulders against Ron's back.

"But I already have a dance partner. Hermione said coldly, knowing that Fred was referring to herself, so she immediately explained.

"Who is it?" Ron's eyes widened, and the sense of surprise even overwhelmed his frustration for a moment, he couldn't imagine that someone would invite Hermione so early.

"Krum, yes, you heard it right, it's what you think is Victor Krum, your idol. Hermione tried to keep her tone as flat as she could.