Chapter 192: Gabrielle, Why Are You Wearing Shirley's Clothes?
With Shirley's successful invitation to Rove, it was also announced that the two biggest fish in the dance partner market were gone.
Although some students are still determined to continue digging into the wall, more people are still turning to their spare tires.
After all, if you want to be Rove's dance partner, you have to compete with Shirley and vice versa. In the face of such competitors, there is no need to bring shame on oneself.
So in just one night, one-third of the students at Hogwarts had their own dance partners.
However, no one cared about this topic, and everyone continued to discuss Shirley's confession to Rove.
During the adolescence of most boys, there will be a girl with a crush, and Shirley is undoubtedly such a presence.
Every Valentine's Day and Christmas, she receives almost a basket full of love letters.
Such a dazzling girl, but she likes others just as much, and boldly confesses in front of the teachers and students of the school.
This simply broke the hearts of the boys who had been secretly in love with Shirley for a long time, and they wanted to take out their wands and "gnaw on big melons" on Rove for ten minutes.
It was a heartbreaking night for the girls, and Gabrielle was one of them!
The students of Beauxbatons last night, having dinner in a carriage, missed the shocking confession.
When the news came out the next day, Gabrielle hurried to Rove, her eyes widened, and she looked hurt:
"Rove, liar...... You big liar! β
Rove was in a wooden house at the moment, mixing potions, he increased the flames under the cauldron, and without raising his head, he said, "Where did I lie to you?" β
"You promised to dance with me, but now you agree to Shirley's invitation and become her dance partner." Gabrielle huffed.
"It's not a conflict." "If you want to jump, we can both jump now." β
"Of course there is a conflict." Gabrielle looked heartbroken, "If you dance with me and feel my lightness and softness, you will definitely not agree to her invitation, and will only choose me as your dance partner!" β
Rove laughed dumbly, he looked up, and when he saw Gabrielle's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Gabrielle was wearing a half-worn robe with a silver ponytail, but as a novice, the braid was a bit miserable.
Seeing Rove staring at him, Gabrielle followed Shirley's example and gently shook her ponytail.
The boy tapped her head with his finger and said, "Don't shake it, look at your braids...... And this bangs messy ...... Same as a madman!
Sit down and I'll help you tie it back. β
Gabrielle snorted softly and sat down on the stool honestly, and Rov helped her spread her hair and neatly re-tied a ponytail.
Rov snapped his fingers, and a mirror floated over and flew up to Gabrielle, and he smiled, "Isn't it much better?" β
Gabrielle looked in the mirror and grinned, "Oh, your ponytail is so good." β
She suddenly remembered something and asked suspiciously, "Rove, why are you so skilled?!" β
"I've helped Shirley tie her ponytail many times, and of course I'm proficient." Rove said softly.
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This crisp answer made Gabrielle feel like she had been stabbed in the chest again.
Law didn't pay attention to Gabrielle's expression, but looked at her Hogwarts uniform.
He suddenly realized that it seemed to be Shirley's robe from a long time ago.
She was very thin a few years ago, and her clothes were small in size, and the nine-year-old Gabrielle wore them, and they unexpectedly fitted.
Rove frowned slightly and said, "Gabrielle, why are you wearing Shirley's clothes?" β
"I asked her yesterday to borrow it." Gabrielle tilted her head, deliberately imitating Shirley's tone of voice, and said coquettishly:
"Brother, do you like the way I look?"
Rove rolled his eyes and said, "I don't like it." β
"Why?!" Gabrielle puffed out her cheeks and said in annoyance, "I'm obviously imitating Shirley." β
"Gabrielle, I like Shirley herself, not her clothes or hairstyle." Rove said.
"She wears plain clothes, extravagant clothes, whether she wears loose hair or ponytails, it doesn't affect my liking for her."
"As for you......," Rove rubbed the little girl's head, and said softly like a child:
"It's already good-looking, and I like it too, you really don't have to deliberately imitate Shirley, you know?"
"Okay." Gabrielle whispered, "Although you said so, you still agreed to Shirley's invitation and refused me." β
"Wait for the next Triwizard Tournament, I will definitely agree to your invitation." Rove smiled, "That's okay, right?" β
"That's five years later, so far away, I want to be your dance partner now."
Gabrielle muttered, suddenly remembering something, and her eyes widened:
"Rove, I remember that in the first event, you used a magic that could create a clone?"
Rove nodded, "I know how to do this kind of magic." β
Gabrielle's eyes flashed, and she said excitedly:
"Then you can go to the Yule Ball with me, make another doppelganger, and be a dance partner for Shirley...... Oh, my sister doesn't have a dance partner either, so you'll have to make another doppelganger to accompany her. β
"......" Rove is a vegetable market pork, and he can divide it into several sections if he wants, right?
However, Rove really considered the feasibility of Gabrielle's words, if he did split up several doppelgangers and attend the ball with different girls at the same time......
With his current fame, the headline of tomorrow's Daily Prophet is probably -
Shocked! At the Christmas ball, Scamander stepped on n boats and toyed with many underage female students - top scumbags! γ
Thinking that Rita might write such an article, Rove felt numb and immediately rejected Gabrielle's proposal.
"So what should I do?" Gabrielle pouted, "People want to go to the prom, too." β
"Didn't you say that your sister turned down someone else's invitation and doesn't have a dance partner yet?" Rove thought for a moment and smiled, "You can invite Fleur to be her dance partner." β
"I told my sister, but she, like you, dislikes me for being young and too short." Gabrielle sulked.
"It's easy." Rove snapped his fingers again, and a small purple vial flew from the shelf behind him.
Gabrielle took the vial from Rove's hand, she looked at it carefully, read the label, and said, "Growth potion?" β
"Well, the Growth Potionβwhen drunk, it will bring the creature back to its older form." Rove explains:
"Such a bottle of potion can temporarily increase your age by five years, and your body will grow taller with it. The potion lasts for four hours, enough for you to attend the prom. β
Gabrielle took the growth potion and immediately jumped up and ran towards the house excitedly.
Rov breathed a sigh of relief, and finally sent the difficult little girl away.
But before he could pant evenly, there was another sound of footsteps at the door.
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