In the past, the number of students who registered to stay on campus during the Christmas period was always very small, because everyone wanted to go home and enjoy the festive atmosphere with their families.

Well, I actually want to let go of the fun, because there will always be a sense of restraint at Hogwarts.

But Harry always stayed at school for Christmas, because if he didn't, he would have to go back to Privet Road, and he didn't want to face an aunt and uncle who didn't like him.

But this year is different, and it seems that all the students above the fourth grade are going to stay!

In Harry's opinion, they were both obsessed with the upcoming prom - at least all the girls.

He was suddenly surprised to find that Hogwarts had so many girls, something he hadn't even noticed before.

The girls were eating, laughing and whispering in the hallway, the girls were squealing and laughing whenever a boy walked by, and the girls were excitedly exchanging ideas about what to wear on Christmas night......

"Why do they all move in groups?" Harry asked Ron - a dozen or so girls walked by, they looked at Harry and smirked secretly, "How can you wait until they're alone and grab one of them and make a request?" ”

"Rope one on a noose?" Ron suggested, "Have you figured out who you're going to invite?" ”

Harry didn't answer. He knew exactly who he was willing to invite, but whether he could muster up the courage was another matter...... Cho Chang is a year older than him, very good-looking, a very good Quidditch player, and she is also very popular.

Ron seemed to see through Harry's heart.

"Listen, you're not going to have any trouble. You're a warrior. You've just slain the maddened dragon and lion, and dare I say they'll be lining up to dance with you! ”

There was a bitter taste in Ron's voice.

Probably because of Maca's call, Ron has now finally let go of his inhibitions.

At first, he was not very comfortable with it, because it would undoubtedly expose his inferiority. Gradually, however, he began to discover the benefits of doing so: he gradually became more daring to do things that he had never dared to do before.

"Be brave enough to invite, Harry!" He patted his best friend on the shoulder and whispered, "Maybe I can get it on the line!" ”

Harry was surprised to find that Ron had been shown to be quite right.

The very next day, a third-year Hufflepuff girl with curly hair, whom Harry had never spoken to before, offered to invite Harry to join her to the ball.

Harry was so surprised that he refused without even thinking about it.

Probably because his words were too direct, the girl walked away, looking hurt.

Throughout the history of magic class, Harry had to endure Dean and Seamus' sarcasm and ridicule of the girl, and Ron, who had always been one of them, didn't get in on with it this time.

"Maca is right, I used to be so obsessed with my own thoughts that I ignored other people's feelings." Ron looked at Dean and Seamus, his eyebrows furrowed and he thought hard, "That girl would be very upset if she heard them laugh at herself like that...... But what exactly would she think......

Ron's transformation is obvious, and while he doesn't quite understand how to "empathize" yet, one day, it will bring him unexpected benefits.

The next day, two more girls invited Harry. One was in the second year, and the other - Harry was horrified to find out that she turned out to be a fifth year!

Looking at her like that, it seemed like if Harry dared to refuse, she would knock him unconscious immediately.

"She's pretty good-looking." After Ron had laughed enough, he said fairly, "And the personality is very similar to the great beauty of Hufflepuff in the past, isn't it?" ”

"She's a foot taller than me!" Harry was shocked, "Imagine me dancing with her...... That's not a foreign appearance! ”

Harry often remembered Hermione talking about Maca: "They liked him just because he was famous!" ”

Harry was skeptical that if he wasn't a school warrior, the girls who had invited him to dance would still be willing to go to the prom with him.

Then he asked himself, if Qiu Zhang had invited him, would he still think about it?

"Wait!" Because of his mood at this time, Harry suddenly seemed to understand something, "Could it be that Hermione, she...... Love Maca! ”

"Did you just get the idea?" Ron sighed gloomily.

"But—oh—" Harry's eyes and mouth were as wide as they were opened, and even his nostrils were dilated in surprise, "Merlin's pants...... No, I mean, Merlin's beard! This ......"

Ron felt that he could say anything now, but he really didn't want to mention it at all.

"Don't think about it, rot it in your heart!" His tone was a little frustrated, as if he were saying it to Harry, and it was like saying it to himself.

"Hmm......" Harry said with a complicated expression as he closed his mouth, "I think...... All right! No matter what they do, we're still best friends. ”

"yes, that's it......" Ron echoed sullenly.

Harry's dance partner is up in the air - trust me, it's not so easy for him to find that partner! But this time, Maca was also a little hesitant about her dance partner.

As far as he knew, Luna had never been very interested in dancing. Compared to this, it may be more attractive for her to be wearing a puppet costume and waving flags and shouting next to her.

But who else could he invite but Luna?

"Willy?"

He had just come up with the idea, but it was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

"Dancing from two faces?" Maca immediately shook her head, "That picture is too beautiful, forget it......"

But then, it seems that only ...... are left

It's the last week of the semester, and the school is getting more and more lively and noisy every day.

There were rumors about the Ball, most of which were hard to believe - for example, Dumbledore had bought eight hundred barrels of Aromatic Mead from Rosmerta with Three Broomsticks.

However, people are always happy about these rumors, and who cares if it's true or not? To be able to talk about these interesting topics, that's enough.

However, there was one piece of news that sounded quite like that: Dumbledore seemed to have booked the Weird Sisters to a concert at Hogwarts.

The little wizards who have been listening to N (Wizard Radio Network) since they were young are extremely excited, because the Weird Sisters are indeed one of the most popular wizarding bands of all these years.

"Weird sisters, that's pretty cool!"

Some teachers, such as the small Professor Flitwick, simply stopped teaching when they saw that their classmates were clearly absent-minded.

He allowed them to play games in his class on Wednesday, and he spent most of his time talking to Harry and Hermione, talking about the two wonderful flying charms they used in the first project of Triwizard Tournament.

But the other teachers were not so talkative.

For example, Professor Binns's attention was not diverted, and he continued to trude through his pile of goblin rebellion notes.

The students speculated that since Professor Binns had not allowed his death to stop him from continuing to teach, it was impossible for a small matter like Christmas to distract him.

Strange to say, even though Professor Binns was always able to talk about the bloody, thrilling goblin rebellion as dry as Percy's Crucible Report, there was one man who would often come in and listen attentively.

That person was Maca. He may not be interested in any other class, but whenever he has time, he will still come to the History of Magic classroom and listen carefully for a while.

It's just that under normal circumstances, he will only sit secretly at the back and not alarm anyone. In that sleepy history of magic class, very few people would have noticed him.

Professor McGonagall and Moody's also don't let the students sit idle, they always talk until the last second before the end of class.

Not to mention Snape, who would rather adopt Harry as his godson than have his classmates play games in class.

He looked at the class with a gloomy gaze and told them that he would test their antidote in the last class of the semester.

"He's so bad," Ron said angrily in the Gryffindor common room that night, "to test us on the last day." Ruining the last bit of the semester with a lot of schoolwork. ”

"Hmm...... You're actually not working too hard, are you? Hermione poked her head out and looked at Ron from above the messy pile of books.

Right now, Ron was busy building a castle with his crackling cards! Hearing Hermione's sudden conversation, his hand shook, and the halfway castle shook slightly, and then exploded.

"Oh-" Ron muttered softly, wiping his blackened face, "I've been working hard lately. ”

"It's Christmas, Hermione." Harry said lazily. He sat in an armchair by the fire, reading the book "Flying with Artillery," which he had read nine times.

Hermione looked at him with serious eyes again.

"Harry, I think you'd do something more creative even if you didn't want to learn the antidote!"

"Like what?" Harry asked, watching as the Artillery's Joe Jenkens slammed a Bludger into one of the Barry Bats' chasers.

"Your box!" Hermione gritted her teeth and whispered, "It's important, isn't it?" ”

"Alright, Hermione, we can rest until February 24th—"

His attention was on the book in front of him, and he said it carelessly, and he didn't pay attention to it.

"And, have you been there to invite Maca? I don't think Maca will refuse your ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, but the words had already been spoken, but it was obvious that he could not take them back.

"I'm not going to invite him."

Hermione's unusual calmness made Harry feel a little creepy.