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"Hey, man, I said if we don't want to be alone at the table and watch everyone dance, we're going to have to do it, you're going to have to dance at the Santa Ball." Ron was busy fiddling with his crackling cards to build castles - a much more fun pastime than Muggle playing cards, and if he didn't get it right, his stuff would explode at any moment.

"I know, but I don't really have anyone to think about. Harry closed the book Flying with the Artillery Team that Ron had given him, and as he said that, his mind flashed over Cho Zhang's image.

"Hurry up, man, time waits for a good girl, and if we keep grinding it off, we're probably going to have to dance with the ugly bastard who no one wants in the end. I don't care, I'm not well-known anyway, Harry, if you find an ugly monster who can't get on the stage as a dance partner, Harry, you will be talked about for many years. Ron said, placing the last two cards on top of the castle, and with a bang, the entire castle exploded, scorching his eyebrows.

"Your eyebrows look like your dress now, Ron. ”

It was Fred and George.

"Ron, can we borrow a piglet to use?" asked George.

"No, it's out to deliver a letter. Ron said, "Do what?"

"Because George wanted to invite it to the ball. Fred said sarcastically.

"Because we have a letter to send, you stupid big fool. George said.

"Who are you two writing to, huh?" said Ron.

"Don't be nosy, Ron, or I'll burn your nose too. Fred said, waving his wand and threatening Ron,

"How...... You guys haven't found a dance partner yet?" Fred asked curiously.

"Nope. Ron said.

"I said, man, you'd better speed up, or the good girl will be picked out. Fred said.

"And who are you going with?" said Ron.

"Angelina. Fred replied without thinking, without the slightest embarrassment.

"What?" Ron asked in surprise, "you've invited her?"

"That's a good question. Frey said. He turned his head and shouted to the other end of the common room, "Hey, Angelina!"

Angelina was chatting with Arya Spinnett by the fire when she heard the shouts and looked over to Fred.

"What's wrong?" she asked aloud.

"Would you like to come with me to the prom?"

Angelina looked at Fred with a measured eye.

"Okay. She said, then turned back to continue the conversation with Arya, with a faint smile on her face.

"It's done," Fred said to Harry and Ron, "a piece of cake." ”

He stood up, yawned, and said, "We'd better use a school owl, George, get ...... away."

Ron looked at his two older brothers who were hurrying away, and shrugged his shoulders, "Harry, you heard that sitting here all the time can't solve the problem, we have to take the initiative." ”

"And who are we looking for?" asked Harry.

"I don't know, anyway...... If I can't do it, I'll go to Eloise Midgan from Hufflepuff, and if she won't accept my invitation, I'll just find a junior girl to the ball, but Harry, do you have a choice?"

Harry shook his head, and was about to say no, when the flash in his mind made him swallow back what he was about to say.

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"Malfoy, I heard you're going to make Potter a big fool at the Ball?" Silver stopped Draco Malfoy and the others in the auditorium.

"How do you know. Malfoy subconsciously looked at his two henchmen, and Crabbe and Goyle bowed their heads in resignation. He scolded in annoyance, and then accused him of affection. "So what, are you going to help that Scarhead who keeps giving you trouble? Don't forget, you're also a wizard nobleman!"

"Oh, oh, well, Malfoy, don't press me with the name of the wizard noble, as if there is no conflict between the wizard nobles. Of course I'm not going to stop you from doing Potter, but the school doesn't allow outrageous behavior. Well, I just wanted to remind you that the troublesome female reporter might be hiding from the side all the time documenting Potter and the qiē around him. Although I heard that she got a lot of hype from you, and she has a little friendship with you. But if you had any physical altercation with Potter at the ball, I don't think Rita Skeeter would have given up reporting the story. ”

Silver spread his hands: "I heard that the rotten girl culture has been more popular recently, if Rita gives you a little story about Harry's love and hatred, it will be over, and your father will definitely be very angry." ”

Malfoy shook as if he had been poked in some sore spot, and Crabbe and Goyle snickered. "What are you laughing at!"

Malfoy's eyes widened, and the two big men tensed their faces to hold back laughter, but they still looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Thanks for the reminder, Silver, I'll be mindful, if you were on my side in the first place, then the matter would have been settled long ago. With that, Malfoy hurried away with two of his henchmen.

"It's weird. Silver touched his chin that had not yet grown a beard, "Could it be that he really has something unspeakable, could it be that the rumors are still somewhat true?" Silver thought of this, and only felt a chill.

"It's disgusting, I'd better go back and review the ancient magic script......"