"I'm sorry to have you involved for my sake, and if you don't want to, don't force yourself, Miss Lovegood. Malfoy said apologetically to the girl sitting in front of him.

"It's okay, no one invited me anyway, and I think you're a good candidate. An ethereal voice came from the other end of the table.

The girl sitting opposite has waist-length hair with light blonde hair, a petite figure, and a faint hint of hair hanging from the corners of her mouth at the moment. There was a vague smile, and his silver-gray eyes were staring hazy ahead.

Pansy sat between the two, writhing a little uneasily, and said nothing, feeling that silence was the best way to deal with it, and she felt that Malfoy must be angry now.

Just as she was pointing her finger at Hermione, Luna suddenly stood up from one end of the long table and reached for a piece of croissant on a silver platter, leaning forward slightly to block Pansy's finger.

"I guess she's better suited to be my dance partner than you anyway. Malfoy's voice reached Fleur's ears coldly, and his expression had returned to normal.

"I thought we could at least be friends, but even if we're friends, mutual respect should be the most basic bottom line, sorry, Miss Delacour, I'm not interested in your tricks, go and use them on people who don't care about that, most of the other students are eager to try your hand at it, and they may not be able to distinguish between the magic of the baby at all. Malfoy stared at Fleur, contemptuous and sarcastic.

Hearing this, Fleur's body suddenly stiffened, and the blood on her face quickly faded, and she looked like a blank sheet of paper in an instant.

"You'll regret it. She squeezed the words out of her mouth with difficulty, and at the same time took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind, and then immediately turned decisively and walked towards the entrance of the Great Hall.

But the calm under the strong pressure did not mean that she was really calm, and in a state of distraction, Fleur didn't even notice a bench that fell in front of her, and just hit it straight over.

Fleur tripped and fell to the ground, and the carefully selected burgundy heels made it harder for her to maintain her balance.

She snorted in pain, frowned, and a male student sitting around took the initiative to reach out and try to pull her up, but she avoided it in disgust, and then quickly stood up with her body propped up.

She left faster than before she fell, but every time she used her right leg, she showed a little lameness, and it seemed that the fall was not light.

She wants to leave this place that makes her embarrassed and sad as soon as possible, and she doesn't want more people to see her gaffe.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who didn't respect you. Looking at Fleur, some Malfoy sighed in his heart, watching Fleur fall because of him, he felt a strange sense of struggle and stinging in his heart, he didn't really care about the choice of dance partner, no matter who it was, there was no problem, even Fleur, anyway, he was jealous enough of the other students.

What's the matter if there's more?

And a girl who looks pleasing to the eye takes the initiative to invite herself to be her dance partner, can she find any way to refuse?

Just as he was about to say yes, his eyes suddenly swept to the teacher's dining table in the other corner of the auditorium, Moody's scarred face showed a malicious smile, the curved wine bottle was being placed in the corner of his mouth, sticking out his tongue and licking continuously, the strange magic eye stopped turning at this time, and was staring at them sneaky, as if he was unusually expecting Malfoy to agree to her invitation.

An extremely strong sense of foreboding rose from his heart, and the malice from this man was not an easy matter to deal with.

Unsure of the man's plots, Malfoy decided to pretend to be annoyed by Fleur's enchanting magic, and then rejected her in anger, but before he could finish his "performance" and start a fire, Pansy pulled an innocent girl into the water.

The innocent girl didn't mention it for the time being, but what was in line with his inference did happen.

Sure enough, after rejecting Fleur, Malfoy pretended to glance in Moody's direction, and the expectant look on Moody's face suddenly subsided, and he returned to his usual serious appearance, and even glared at the students around him, probably to vent his dissatisfaction with his disappointed expectations.

Then, Luna immediately put the croissant that she had already held in her hand back on the plate, walked briskly to Malfoy's chair, tilted her head slightly, and asked in an ethereal voice, "Can I interpret your actions just now as you are inviting me?"

"Uh...... I think we can sit down and talk about it now. Malfoy said with a stiff expression.

Well, here comes the more troublesome trouble, Miss Luna, who served as a "shield" mission, is now here to "ask the teacher for guilt".

Malfoy's expression was a little embarrassed, and then he glared fiercely at the other girl next to him, who else but Pansy?

Pansy's head was buried even lower, almost under the table, so that it was impossible to see what was going on in her mind, only she knew how she was feeling right now.

Some snickering—her biggest rival was driven away in such a gloomy way, some sympathy—the girl looked pitiful, and at the same time regretful—she seemed to have done something superfluous?

The rest was completely predictable, and Malfoy quickly explained what was going on.

The version he wanted to direct, of course.

"I guess no one would really want to invite me, and that seems to be the case. Luna whispered, her expression slightly lonely.

According to the welcome letter, she is the one who truly meets the Ravenclaw standards, and her actions that seem crazy to others are all secretly in line with the true wisdom of Ravenclaw.

Maybe she can be described in such a word: "wise as crazy"?

But there were very few people in the house who liked her, let alone the others, and in the early days, many students had played pranks on her and stole her things, forcing her to post a notice on the bulletin board on the last day of the semester to find it. If it weren't for the basilisk incident at that time, the other students would have become obsessed with anything related to it—they would have been terrified of anything to do with Malfoy. Maybe Luna's bullying won't end.

Maybe Rita Skeeter could use this to write something new - "Cruel Shadows in the Sun - School Bullying at Hogwarts", and it might be the most meaningful thing she did.

"Can I invite you now officially, if you wish?Miss Lovegood?" said Malfoy, holding out his hand to Luna, "hoping to undo some of the mistakes caused by this accident." Malfoy said sincerely.

"Many beautiful stories take place by coincidence, such as the location of Hogwarts, which is said to have been discovered by a warthog dreamed of by the Lady Ravenclaw at the time – on a cliff by a lake. "I also believe that what happened today will be a beautiful coincidence, and of course, I do." She held out her hand and shook Malfoy's hand.

Malfoy only felt that his palms were a little cold, but also soft.

"Well, now that our relationship is well established, I think we can get acquainted with each other, do you have time to go to Hogsmeade next Saturday? I think we can get acquainted with each other together, the necessary run-in is necessary, by the way, my dad also wants you to give some advice to his editor's magazine, he is also very interested in you after hearing that your father is related to the Daily Prophet, and he is also very interested in you, and he is talking to my ear all day, I even suspect that he has a harassing fly in his ear!" To Malfoy's surprise, Luna offered her own offer, looking excited.

"It's just the two of us. Luna blinked, playfully, with a sly look that was completely different from her usual confusion.

Pansy grabbed the corner of her clothes at this time, looking at the two of them, she suddenly vaguely felt that this girl's threat was no less than that of Fleur.

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Hogsmeade has a lot of places to go on a date, but Duke Honey's candy shop is too cramped and there is no place to rest, the Three Broomsticks Bar and the Pig's Head Bar are too adult-oriented, and it's not uncommon for people to spit out smoke from time to time, and it's normal for a group of old men to gather together and make some yellow noises.

After a screening, the only one that seemed to be the most atmospheric and qualified was the teahouse opened by Lady Padiff, and the place where the two met was undoubtedly chosen here.

"I have to apologize to you first, I may have made the Miss Parkinson next to you a little jealous that day, but I do have something to say to you, and I promise you won't want her to hear it. Sitting on the chair opposite Malfoy, Luna unconsciously fiddled with her turnip earrings, staring at the boy in front of her, her eyes no longer foggy, showing extraordinary lucidity.

"Can you cast a secrecy spell? I know you will. Luna asked softly.

"Of course. Malfoy nodded, then waved his wand and made a circle around him, and the sound of the outside circle immediately disappeared, as if the circle had become a world of its own.

"I want to help you. Luna said.

"Help me?" Malfoy repeated Luna's words, eyes narrowing.

"Your heart seems to be full of shackles now, full of bitterness and powerlessness, I guess the harassment fly has burrowed into your head, but your usual behavior is very normal, only a few times you will show similar emotions in your eyes, that is much more serious than just harassing the fly. Luna tilted her head and looked at Malfoy, "Just like my dad, as long as 'Singing Against the Tune' doesn't sell, he'll become distressed, and although he still smiles at me, I can tell." ”

"Isn't it normal to be under pressure, I think the four warriors are under a lot of pressure, after all, we are going to face unknown challenges, and you have also seen the first project, it is the fire dragon, who will not be under pressure?" Malfoy said slowly.

"You were very sure of your performance on the field, and even when the judges were grading, you didn't care. Luna showed no mercy in exposing Malfoy's lies.

"That's not self-confidence, that's indifference, not caring. Luna continued.

"I didn't think you cared about me, I thought you only had instincts. Malfoy laughed, and could only change the subject, looking up at the folded bunches of paper cranes hanging from the ceiling of the store.

"Extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest asset of mankind, and ingenuity is a very broad concept. Luna said in a singing tone. “

"Yes, although we don't usually talk much, I think you can be considered half a friend of mine, since we are friends, shouldn't we care about each other?"

"I want to help you because you've helped me, even though you may not realize it. Luna's expression became unusually serious.

Malfoy's words were choked, and Luna's words were like an incomparably accurate bow and arrow through the target in Malfoy's heart.

He is indeed not as relaxed as everyone seems, the unknown future makes him feel at the bottom of his heart, and the future where the unknown and the known are intertwined makes him constantly breed a kind of emotion called panic in his heart, and there is no way to vent or confide.

He has desires, and after living two lifetimes, he will still have a good impression of beautiful girls, but for some goals, he always has to temporarily restrain himself.

Sometimes ignorant people are truly happy, they don't know what will happen in the future, and they can enjoy the leisure and stability of the present with peace of mind.

In this year, no matter for whom, it is an extremely critical year, for him, defeat will fall into the bottomless abyss, success will solve all difficulties, for his planning, it can even be said that success or failure is in this move.

Thinking of this, Malfoy felt that his throat was a little dry, took a sip of the lemon juice he ordered, and found that the amazing sourness exploded in his mouth, sourness and bitterness washed his taste buds wantonly, making him frown.

Looking at Malfoy's distorted and forcibly suppressed expression, Luna suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot to remind you, the proprietress just now looked at you with bad intentions for a long time. ”

Then she pushed the tea in front of her, and it seemed that she wasn't going to take a sip.

Malfoy knew that in a preconceived situation, he was probably thought of as a scumbag who cheated or had different ideas.

The last time Pansy was discharged from the hospital, I met her here.

"Maybe this is retribution?" he thought helplessly, slowly putting the teacup back on the table.