In fact, Ron, who was so loud, was naturally the one who suffered. Professor McGonagall's invitation was not so easy to refuse.

Dancing with Professor McGonagall around her arms is not a common thing, and this is the treatment of the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

The last week of the semester is getting more and more noisy.

Rumors of the Ball, but Van Lin didn't listen to them all—for example, Dumbledore had bought eight hundred barrels of spiced mead from Lady Rosesmart.

That might sound true, and he's already booked his sisters. In fact, it's very ...... Or who or what the weird sisters were, Van Lin didn't know at all, he had never owned a wizard radio, but, from the ecstasy of those who grew up listening to wizard radio broadcasts, it was a famous singing group.

Some teachers, like Professor Wiliver, stopped teaching when they saw that their minds didn't know where to fly, allowing them to play games in his class, while he himself spent most of his time talking to Potter about Potter's first mission, the ingenious flying charm that Potter used in the Three Wizards Tournament.

Other teachers weren't so generous.

Professor Pennsey, for example, kept talking and talking from the part of the notes on the demonic uprising—as if he wouldn't stop lecturing even when he was dying.

Therefore, they think that it is impossible for something as small as Christmas to stop him.

In fact, Van Lin never understood why Professor Binns was so sharp...... How remarkable! He spoke of such a bloody and violent goblin rebellion as Percy's cauldron report—long and smelly.

Professor Moody was in class until the last second, and Snape was no exception.

He looked at the class with bad intentions, as if to tell them that the last class of the semester he would use to test their ability to detoxify poisons.

"It's a demon. Ron said bitterly in the common room in Greenington that night, "The last day of the quiz was taken, and the joy of the end of the semester was swept away by the whole pile of general revisions. ”

"Hmm...... You're not going to torture yourself like that, are you?" said Hermione, looking up at him from the potion notes she was reviewing.

Ron is busy building his paper fortress out of exploding cards – more fun than playing Mag cards because the whole fortress can explode at any moment.

"It's Christmas!" said Harry, lazily, as he lay in his easy chair by the fire and read "Flying with Cannons" for the tenth time.

Hermione looked at him gravely, too. "I thought you were doing something constructive!"

"Like what?" said Harry, looking at "About" in "Artillery." Joggins tied a short stick to a pursuer of Birch Castle."

"Eggs!golden eggs!" Hermione booed.

"Hey, Hermione, I'll find out on February 24th. Harry said.

He kept the golden egg in the suitcase upstairs, and he hadn't opened it since the celebration party of his first mission. After all, it was still two and a half months before he needed to know what all that screaming wails meant.

"It could be weeks!" Hermione said. "If everyone knows what the next task is, you don't know, you'll be like a fool!"

"Leave him alone, Hermione, he needs to rest. Ron said, placing the last two cards on top of the fort, and the whole one exploded, burning his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Hermione. "Perhaps, I probably ......."

"Harry must find the clue himself. Hermione said angrily, as if she had forgotten how she had helped Harry.

Van Lin laughed wryly, arguing with Hermione on such an issue was undoubtedly irrational.

"It's pretty, Ron...... It goes well with your dress, really. ”

Fred and George were talking from afar, and they walked over and sat down at a table of several people, when Ron felt that he had made something serious.

Burnt eyebrows, in a bad lace dress.

Ron will never forget that one morning, Mrs. Weasley asked the owl to bring the clothes box......

"Ron, can we borrow your Piwei Army?" asked George.

"No, it's on its way to deliver the letter right now," Ron said. "What's the matter?"

"Because George wants to invite it to the ball," Fred quipped.

"Because we're sending letters, fools. George said.

"Who are you always writing to?" said Ron.

"If you're meddling...... Stick your nose out, Ron, or I'll burn you too," Fred said, waving his wand menacingly.

Van Rinchai was probably Bagmunt, and they made a lot of money at the Quidditch World Cup.

Van Lin was about to say that he could lend the owl out, but Fred's next words held him back.

"So...... Have you all found a dance partner?"

"Nope. Ron said dejectedly.

"Alright, you'd better hurry up, old friend, or the good ones will be invited away. Fred said.

"Who are you going to go with?" said Ron.

"Angelina. Fred blurted out, not embarrassed at all.

"What?" Ron asked, surprised. "You've already invited her?"

"By the way," Fred said, turning his head and shouting into the lounge, "Hey! Angelina!"

Angelina was chatting with Alicille by the fire when she turned her head and looked at him.

"What's the matter?" she responded.

"Want to come with me to the prom?" said Angelina, looking at Fred with an evaluative eye.

"Okay. She said, turning to talk to Alisil again, with a smile on her face.

"You see, right?" said Fried, to Harry and Ron, "it's easy. ”

He stood up, yawned and said, "We'd better use the school owl, George, hurry up......"

They're gone.

Ron didn't think about his eyebrows anymore, looked at the wreckage of the smoking castle, and then at Harry.

"It's time for us to act...... Invite certain people. He's right, we can't invite a pair of girls in the form of mountain spirits to show up. ”

Hermione spat angrily. "A pair of what...... Say it again?"

"Well—you know," Ron said, shrugging his shoulders, "I'd really rather go alone—if I'm going with Eroth Millen." ”

"Her nose seems to be crooked. Ron said.

"Oh, I see," Hermione said, her hair standing on end in anger. "'So simply, you're just looking for the best-looking girl, even if she's scary?'

"Uh- yes, almost. Ron said.

"I went to sleep. Hermione interrupted him, and without saying a word, walked up to the girl's stairwell.

While the others were dumbfounded.

For example, Van Lin and Harry.

Ron easily provoked Hermione's anger, which everyone knew very well, but this time it seemed to really anger Hermione.

There is no doubt that this is because of Ron's words, judging people by their appearance or something, which is undoubtedly a disservice for a girl.

To be exact, any normal girl would be angry because of something like this.

There was no doubt that this was a great obstacle to Van Lin's actions, and Hermione was so angry that even he was included.

This left Van Lin a little confused, but it was the truth, Hermione didn't show up for days.

Maybe I should have learned from Fred Van Lin more than once, but in front of so many people, it was still a little too difficult.

Because the Hogwarts staff wanted to impress visitors from Beauxbatons and Durmstran, they had decided to bring out the best in the castle this Christmas.

As the decorations began to be lifted, Harry realized that it was the most amazing thing he had ever seen in the school.

Icicles were fastened to the railing of the staircase, and the twelve Christmas trees were still in the General Assembly Hall as usual, decorated with everything from shiny hollow berries to golden owls that really screamed loudly, and they sang carols.

Listen to the empty armor who only knows half of the lyrics and sings "Oh, come on, all sincere." ”

It felt really different.

Several times, Filch had to pull Peeves out of his armor.

(Peeves likes to hide there and write lyrics to his songs, but the words are vulgar.) ）

Harry still hadn't invited Autumn to the ball.

Both he and Ron were getting nervous right now, and although Harry had said that Ron would look sillier if he had a dance partner, Harry should have picked it first with the other champions.

"I want the crying myrtle to go, too. He said melancholy, referring to the ghost haunting the girls' toilet on the second floor.

"Harry—we're going to have to give it a try. ”

Ron said Friday morning, a tone that seemed to indicate that they were planning to break through an impregnable fortress.

"We'll all have dance partners when we get back to the common room tonight—okay?"

"Uh...... Good. Harry said.

But every time he watched Autumn — during breaks, at lunch, on his way to a magical history class — she was always surrounded by a large group of friends.

Wasn't she going somewhere alone? Perhaps, he could hide her on her way to the bathroom, no, it couldn't be—she seemed to have four or five girls escorted to the bathroom.

But if he didn't act right away, she would definitely be invited by someone else.

Harry found that he couldn't concentrate on Snape's detoxification test, and he kept forgetting to add an important ingredient...... A kind of bazaar.

It means he's going to get a low score, but he doesn't care, it's a regular thing anyway.

He's thinking about how to muster up the courage to do what he's going to do. As soon as the bell rang, he grabbed his bag and rushed to the cell door.