But Hermione just waved her hand and walked up the stone steps into the castle.

"You're so ashamed—" Roger slammed Harry back into the snow as he broke free from the snow. He buried Harry alive, and Ginny and Neville buried him alive, and nothing was wrong with him.

"Well, let's go back too," he patted the snow on his body, and at the same time stretched out his leg to pick the little savior out of the snow, "especially you, you're soaked, and if you don't go back to the fire, you'll have to wear two snots when you dance at night... It will affect our image. ”

Harry shook his robes vigorously and complained dissatisfiedly, "Who do you think I'm going to catch a cold?"

"Of course it's you..."Roger said as he should, "Whoever made you stupid rushed up, isn't this looking for abuse." ”

Several men hurried to catch up with Hermione, and Luna followed them back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Huh, Luna, your dress... Aren't you going back and getting dressed?" asked Hermione, surprised.

The crazy girl nodded at Roger and said, "He said that the dresses are ready for us, and he will bring them to me later~"

Several friends looked at Roger.

This thing smiled: "Don't worry, you all have a share..."

"One set for one person, I specially made a 'dress'," after a while, he walked out with a few paper bags and handed them to the three girls: "Hurry back to the dormitory to change in, change and take you to makeup~"

Hermione and Ginny's eyes turned weird... Take you guys to makeup... That doesn't sound right.

"You two don't stick around here, go upstairs, you have a part to play," Roger said as if to shove Harry and Neville into the dorm.

Entering the house, Harry tore open the package and shook out the clothes inside, and saw a dark green suit.

Rather than a suit, it's more like a cropped jacket with a V-neck white t-shirt printed with question marks inside and out.

"Uh... Are you sure this dress is really a dress?" asked Harry, holding it up a little speechless.

"Of course," said Roger, taking off his robe, "Oh, by the way, the boots and the cane... And a little green top hat~"

"Forget it..."The little savior put his clothes on the bed, "I have prepared the dress myself..."

"Hey, Roger, you're getting filmed," Neville noticed something was wrong in his clothes, too, "Half of this dress looks burnt!"

As he spoke, he leaned in and sniffed again: "It smells like burnt!"

"You know what... What you want is this style, "After taking off the robe, Roger squatted on the floor and took his own set of clothes from the box: "If someone else wears anything, you can wear it, how vulgar~"

The little fat man looked at the suit that looked normal with half of his hands covered, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Compared to this, I'd rather look a little more popular..."

Ignoring the two boys muttering on the side, Roger put on pinstriped pants and a python shirt, a green vest and a dark tie, and then a gray suit jacket and a purple trench coat, leather shoes and gloves... Tsk, Qi is alive...

"Why do you look so normal and ours are so weird!?" Harry cried out dissatisfied, glaring at Roger as he got dressed.

"It's not interesting because I'm wearing it alone..."Roger smiled and raised his eyebrows, then pulled out his wand and pointed at the two friends: "Hurry up, don't rub in... Either change my clothes or give me a good night's sleep here..."

“... You will be punished for doing so. Harry tried to resist.

Roger smiled and shook his hand, and the little savior was directly blown up, and then shook his hand, the riddler suit on the bed flew straight up, and he put it on Harry's body.

"Wait, wait... Neville, what are you doing standing stupidly, if you don't help me, you'll be the next one to suffer!" Harry, wrapped in his clothes, yelled in defiance.

The little fat man looked at the suit in his arms as if it had been on fire, gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, and aimed his elbow directly at the back of Roger's head, and at the same time found a reason on his mouth: "Oops! My foot slipped accidentally, and my elbow didn't obey !!."

"Ahh

He smiled back, revealing his eight white teeth at the little fat man, "You should use your wand at this point, Neville... Broken apart!"

The little fat man's clothes suddenly turned into shreds, and his whole body was clean and slippery.

"Do you want me to help you, or do you want to dress yourself?" Roger said softly.

"I'll do it myself, don't bother..."

“good.boy~”

Harry and Neville, who had changed their clothes, were escorted downstairs by Roger and waited for the girls in the common room. The two young men fiddled awkwardly with the clothes on their bodies.

Roger was satisfied and helped the little savior straighten his hat: "Speaking of which, this color really matches your eyes..."

Harry shuddered and snorted unceremoniously, "I'm so mad at you talking like that... So could you please get out of here?"

“ok。 Roger slammed into his back chair, his eyes wandering between Harry and Neville, no longer speaking.

After a long time, the three girls went downstairs one after another empty-handed, still wearing the original loose and fat wizard robes.

"What, it doesn't fit?" asked Roger softly, who was originally full of anticipation, with a dark look in his eyes.

"It's not a matter of ill-fitting, it's that we can't wear that kind of clothes to the ball. Hermione said with a serious face.

"What kind of clothes?" asked Harry next to him, surprised.

Ginny glanced at what he and Neville were wearing, and said, "I won't wear any weird clothes... But yours looks normal, except for the funny little question marks, which are a bit outrageous..."

Roger lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then looked up and said, "Okay... Since you don't want to wear it, forget it... It's not fun to force you like that..."

"What are you talking about?" Even Hermione's eyes barely popped out, when did this thing talk so well: "Don't you want to do some again..."

Roger waved his hand tastelessly: "No, suddenly I feel bored... Prepare to go. ”

"I think that dress looks good~ Why don't you all wear it?" the crazy girl asked in surprise, and then looked at Roger seriously: "I'll wear it~"

The corners of Roger's mouth twitched, and he shook his head and said, "Forget it, that's not the clothes to wear at the ball... And if only one person wears it, it will become a joke. ”

"But we're friends, aren't we?" said Luna.

"Then it's up to you. Roger's smile was bright.