“One two three… One two three…”

After changing into the costumes of the prom, Egg and Hermione simply danced a ballroom dance, and when Egg was praised by Hermione for his talent for dancing, he was pushed and shoved out of the room by the little girl.

The door slammed shut, and Egger looked at his watch with some scratching.

At this time, there were about two hours before the party started, and Hermione said that she needed makeup.

Oh my God, it takes two hours for a woman to put on makeup?

In his past and present lives, Egger really felt the helplessness of the majority of male compatriots for the first time.

Maybe it was because of Egger that Krum didn't invite Hermione to be his dance partner, and he didn't think it made sense for him to do so unless he really felt that he had lived too long and wanted to take Karkaroff with him to Yellow Springs.

In the whole of Hogwarts, as long as you have eyes, you can see the relationship between the two, as well as the little ambiguity between Egg and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

Unlike Egger, who was a little lazy because of waiting, Ron at this time could be said to be fully resurrected - when he reluctantly changed into the dress that Mrs. Weasley bought, the twins jumped out and made fun of him, and after taking a few photos to commemorate the occasion, the two took out the evening dress that had been prepared for Ron in Ron's 'touched' gaze.

"Brown, I don't really like it." Despite the joy of death, Ron still complained.

"Don't complain, it goes well with your hair color, and at least it's new, and it's not lace yet, or shall we take it back?" Fred leaned lazily back on the couch and waited for Angelina.

Ron suddenly stopped talking, and quickly went back to the room to change into a new dress.

"It's still Egger's dress—" Harry looked at Egger's evening gown.

Egger stretched out his arms and glanced at the dress on his body, the flame-like pattern was particularly eye-catching on the deep black dress, coupled with the golden-red single room cloak on his shoulders and the high boots under his feet, Egger looked like a noble little prince at this time, full of force.

"Yours is not bad either." Iger replied subconsciously.

Harry's gown was a dark green, similar to Snape's, but Harry's gown looked like a match for his dark green pupils.

"By the way, did Ron get someone?" Iger asked.

"It's invited... It's Padma. Harry nodded.

"Smack what?" Iger was stunned.

"Parvati's sister, Ravenclaw's sibling, Padma, God, you should remember the names of your classmates." Harry looked at Iger and smiled.

"What about the Indian twins?" Iger nodded, probably understood.

It seems that these two people are here in the original book? The difference is that Harry invites Ginny...

Suddenly, Iger stretched out his elbow and scolded Harry: "Look, the famous Harry Potter and his girlfriend are out. ”

With a lazy emphasis, Egg laughed as he mimicked Malfoy's speech.

At the door of the girls' dormitory, Ginny looked at Harry in a fiery red dress with a red face.

Harry didn't bother with Egger's words, in fact he didn't know what to do now.

Because of the Weasleys' financial conditions, although little Ginny is very cute, he has never paid much attention to dressing up, even though Egg and Harry have told Ginny that Ginny is his future wife, but for so long, as a straight man of steel who has never been in love, Harry really hasn't paid much attention to Ginny.

It wasn't until today that Harry realized that Ginny was so beautiful.

To put it simply, Harry has only two years in his brain now: good-looking, and he wants to be...

The simplest and most straightforward love from adolescent boys...

With her long red hair draped over her fiery red skirt, Ginny was as beautiful as an elf coming out of the flames.

"The style of this dress... Looks familiar—" Egger was clearly not focused on Ginny's face.

"Thanks to Miss Smith for the advice." Fred muttered quietly, "Otherwise, I almost picked out a black silk one..."

Egger: "......"

As an older brother, this kind of brother should have his leg broken by his sister, right?

Is it also a kind of orthopedic romance?

"I don't know if it's a delusion, but the boys today look a little cramped and uneasy," George grinned.

"Adolescence... It's kind of a commotion..."Egg scoffed, "For boys who haven't been in love, the prom is a bit of a thing..."

Ron had already changed into his dress, and was waiting for everyone to go to the Great Hall together, he didn't have the courage to wander around alone in a dress robe, even though he was also a Gryffindor.

The boys were all sitting in the lounge, Dean looked very excited, he invited Parvati, it was just when Ron was going to invite Parvati, but Parvati hesitated between the two for a long time, and still chose Dean, but instead introduced his sister to Ron as a dance partner...

"We had the prettiest girl in the grade!" Dean watched Ron mumble excitedly.

“emmm… It's okay..."Ron sighed, compared to Fleur's, he still felt dissatisfied, the so-called slut is hypocrisy, he is such a mentality at this time.

"The prettiest girl?" Egg raised his eyebrows: "It's hard to say..."

"Oh... Got Iger. Dean grinned and said, "Hermione may be the smartest and strongest, but the prettiest certainly won't be her turn, unless you count Professor Smith as well." ”

Regarding the little ambiguity between Iger and Aisha, the students around them all have a tacit attitude, and it is not out of place to laugh at this time.

"She's going to surprise you." Iger grinned and as he spoke, Parvati walked out of the girls' dormitory, dressed in a traditional Indian dress, with a blank face and a cheerful Angelina behind her.

"Looks like you can go first, I'll wait for Hermione here." Egger sent a few people and waited quietly in the lounge.

The few people no longer waited for Hermione, in fact, they didn't expect much from Hermione's appearance, only Egg sat quietly in the soft chair in the lounge, listening to the ticking of the floor clock by the fireplace, quietly waiting for Hermione.

Finally, when the hands of the clock stopped at seven forty o'clock, Egg's face was warm when he was about to fall asleep with squinted eyes, and he struggled to break free of his hazy sleepy eyes, and a beautiful and delicate face appeared in front of Egg.

Hermione's soft little hands touched Egg's face, her cheeks were slightly red, her originally unkempt hair was soft and shiny at this time, and Hermione pulled her hair in a bun at the back of her head, with a hint of slight curls, Hermione's face was painted with delicate light makeup, and her two bright eyes were shining like stars.

Unloading the large bundle of books that she carried on her body every day, Hermione's body looked much taller, and her temperament was also confident and elegant.

She was wearing an elegant black dress, which was different from the two dresses she had picked before, but it looked more luxurious and elegant than those two, and she also wore a shawl with black and gold stripes on her shoulders, which looked like a couple's dress with Egger's.

"I look... What do you think? Hermione smiled at the corners of her mouth, looking at Egg with some embarrassment, it was the first time she had dressed so formally.

Swallowing his saliva, Egger glanced dryly at the floor clock on the wall.

"It's seven forty-five... The banquet began at eight o'clock..."Egg sighed wistfully: "It's too late, let's do it in the evening..."

Hermione was stunned, a little unresponsive, and then her face turned red, and she pinched Egger's waist angrily: "Stinky rascal." ”

Egg sighed: "At that moment, I almost cast a forbidden spell, and all I wanted in my head was to stop time completely. ”

Hermione's face was red, and although the scumbag's words weren't necessarily true, they sounded really comfortable...